Married By Contract, Back As A Queen Novels & Stories

Queen chuckled, "Why would I give anyone any reason? It shouldn't be anyone's business whether I choose to get married or not in the first place. I'm only trying to respect the rules because they've been there for so many years. So, after the engagement and my inauguration, I'll amend the rules, and you'll get the remaining sixty percent of your money, and then, we'll part ways. If you're okay with this deal, I will get a contract ready by tomorrow so we can both sign it. I'll give you forty percent upfront, on the day of our engagement which should come up a month before my inauguration. What do you think?" "What do I think? I think it's an amazing deal. Ten million dollars is good. Other t

Finally, she spoke, her voice filled with worry, “Who’s there?” But there was no answer, it was as though you could hear a pin drop. After waiting for an answer, Isabella sighed. She returned to the conversation, leaving what was to happen up to fate. Her mother sighed a breath of relief as she observed Isabella’s facial expression. She wore a small smile, but it wasn’t there. Then, her mother spoke, her voice just above a whisper. “Listen, child. As the Princess of the pack, you must marry the Alpha King!” She declared disdainfully.

Elena hated him a little for that. She hated herself more for not walking away. Adrian opened the contract, turning it toward her. “Twelve months. You appear publicly as my wife. You move into my home. You attend events when necessary. You don’t ask questions about my family, my past, or my private business.” “And in return?” “I clear your debts tonight. Your mother is moved to a private specialist by morning. At the end of the year, you receive two million pounds.” The diner seemed to tilt.

“I’m about to ask you for something crazy, Leilani.” “How crazy?” “Very,” he said. She cocked her head and sized him up from top to bottom, then gave him the go-ahead to speak by nodding. “Marry me, Leilani.” “What?” Of all the crazy things she had heard this year, this was the craziest. And the fact she was thinking about it made her crazier than the man proposing to a total stranger. “We will have rules. There will be a contract.” Eyes widened in shock, she muttered, “You want me to be your wife? A contract wife?”

The papers slid across the desk right to him. He picked them up, scanning the first page. “What is this?” “That,” I said with a sweet smile, “is a marriage contract. I need you to sign it.” He dropped the papers like they burned his fingers. “I told you already. I am not marrying you.” I swirled the scotch in my glass slowly, deliberately. “Well… you don’t have a choice. This marriage is a must.” The king gave a cold laugh. “And what makes you think I don’t have a choice?”

the queen informed. Maia was terrified. She knew what does it mean. That was the thing she had long thought that was lost in her mind. That's why she wondered why they were going to the palace, because if they were going to be married, it would be okay in Oakley's territory. She had read and seen the couple's union held in their pack's garden back then. They made no signature and just kissed under the moon. Then, the next day, they will have marks on their necks. They say that mates need to have s*x to accomplish that. "If no one objects to this binding, kindly sign the contract, Maia and Oakley," the queen added.

My old mate Mark pulsed once, as if Bardolph’s distant pain had felt the shape of another man’s offer. Conri’s voice lowered, but it did not weaken. “I want you beside me, Daciana, not as a rescued woman, not as a weapon against Blackfang, and not as Rudina’s shadow.” He stepped closer, and this time I did not step back. “I want you as Northridge’s queen by blood, by choice, and, if you ever decide your heart can bear it, by marriage.” (Bardolph POV) The marriage contract in my hand became heavier than stone.

Her brain couldn't digest that she was married already. She was married! With Kelvin Williams! "We will pack all the things in your house," Kelvin said, breaking Luliyah out of her thoughts. Luliyah looked up, seeing Kelvin who said it while closing his eyes. "Ah ... But ..." Luliyah couldn't digest it all. Everything was happening so fast. Wasn't their marriage just a contract marriage? Should she also live with Kelvin? 'Contract marriage...' They were married because of their own interests. Harris initially opposed the marriage because Kelvin was in no gain position. Kelvin will spend a lot of money to pay for Luliyah's mother hospital bill, but what will she give Kelvin in return?

she continued, her gaze unwavering, "no girlfriends. Not in our house. Not anywhere near me. I won’t be a fool paraded in front of your… conquests." I laughed again, the sound low and mocking. "Jealous, little Omega?" Her glare was sharp enough to cut glass. "Third, you cannot break the contract. Once we’re married, you’re stuck with me." I leaned in closer, a dangerous curiosity piqued by her unexpected boldness. "You think you can control me, little wolf?" She lifted her chin, that defiant tilt back in place. "Yes." My wolf growled, a confusing mix of rage and grudging amusement swirling within me. This little firecracker was proving to be far more… interesting than I had anticipated.

I raised a brow at this, "a marriage contract." "What?" "Look, my grandfather wants you to get married to me, it would take down the scandals and everything else. Now, I don't want to get married to you so the contract states that the marriage would last for 3 years and we would get a divorce-" I interrupted. "Wait, you can't expect me to just get married to you, I just met you and I want no business with you." "Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking. Trust me, I feel the same way but when dealing with someone like my grandfather you've not got a choice, it's either this or you deal with the press."