Married By Contract Destined By Fate Novels & Stories

In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity, a love story that defied expectations and surpassed all obstacles. Marvin stood at the threshold of his new life, his heart heavy with apprehension. The grand hall of the castle loomed before him, its opulent decorations a stark contrast to the uncertainty that gnawed at his insides. He had been prepared for this moment since birth, groomed to take on the responsibilities of his noble lineage. But nothing could have prepared him for the reality of an arranged marriage.

The journey we had embarked upon had tested us in ways we never imagined, but it had also shaped us into the people we were meant to become. And as we gazed into each other's eyes, we knew that our love had triumphed over every challenge, every betrayal, and every secret. We had overcome the odds, rewriting our own story and creating a love that would stand the test of time. In the end, it wasn't just a contract marriage that brought us together—it was fate, woven into the fabric of our lives, guiding us towards each other through the darkest of storms. And now, with our love made official, we were ready to embrace the future, hand in hand, forever bound by a love that was both fierce and te

Section 5: The two parties will stay away from each other's personal life and not be involved in each other's privacy, but the contractee has every right to go through the contractor's phone and technological items. Section 6: The contractee has every right to decide how the other party dresses, talks and acts. Section 7: Personal distance should be apparent in every situation. Section 8: The two parties are to remain faithful to the marriage until the end of the contract, there should be no romantic relationships outside the marriage. Both parties should thereby cut ties immediately after the signing of the contract. Section 9: The two parties will be in a marriage for three years and two m

And the baby agrees, can you feel him? Aneesa held her breath and there it was, the tiniest of flutters against their joined hands. They seemed to be growing stronger by the minute, along with her belief that this was real, and that with the indestructible force of love between them, anything would be possible, even a second attempt at marriage. As if Sebastian could hear her thoughts, he spoke close to her ear. ‘We could go to my island, and get married on the beach. With just my staff as witnesses …’

she pouts and the uncertainty shines in her eyes. Marie stands up clapping her hands together, “a contract, they will sigh contracts and if either falter on it, then,” she looks between us, “you will leave both, neither will be able to claim you, we can cast a spell that will remove the fated bond and the destined one.” I watch as Whisper’s eye brows shoot straight up, “we can do that.” Marie waves her hand, “of course, people sign contracts all the time…” Whisper shakes her head, “no break the bonds, why not just go ahead and do that in the first place, neither will know and then neither will feel it, the pull or any of it.”

After all, this wasn't a real marriage—it was just a contract. She couldn't believe how surreal her situation had become. Less than 48 hours ago, she had been running for her life from Ethan, and now she was on her way to the civil registry with Alexander Sinclair, one of the most powerful men in the country, to get a marriage certificate. She could barely catch her breath Alexander's eyes lingered on her for a moment before he returned his focus to the road. His expression was unreadable, calm, and calculated, just like always. The man was a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, and now she was bound to him by a piece of paper.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Never do that again. I just wanna tell you that breakfast is ready!" I left his room, and even though we were married, we didn't sleep in the same bed. That's because I'm just a contract wife for this man. I have to spend my one year in this luxurious apartment, but I can't do anything I want. Like a bird in a golden cage, it's beautiful, but I can't move around freely. But what can I do? I had to do anything to make up for the money I'd spent on my father's operation.

A mark of destiny. A union that could either break the curse… or doom us all. I swallowed hard. This contract marriage… Was it really just a contract? Or was it fate?

I didn't know what to say. “Everyone in my family knows you are my destined Mate. Destined Mate means, our Goddess chose a partner for us. It's a blessing if we find our Mate. I didn't find my Mate till now. And you are human so it's easy to make you my pretended Mate. If you agree to do this marriage then okay. But if you want to back down then it's fine also. I won't force you.” I blinked my eyes, still confused about what to say. I thought he was truly marrying me. But it's just a contract marriage. This marriage can last one year, two years. But what would I do then? Where will I go? “Miss Hernández;” he called me and I looked at him.

But I wasn’t. Here I was, walking slowly into an unavoidable hell ruled by the devil I was about to marry. This devil, whom fate brought me to through an accidental one-night encounter—six years ago. With each step, I reassured myself that it was only for a year. Just one year. It was a contract marriage. It would end soon. But even as I held on to this hope, I found myself getting tangled in his piercing gaze. His cold eyes seemed to whisper something dangerous to me as if they were telling me…