Pact Book Novels & Stories

The document slipped from his hands and hit the floor with a soft sound. He felt the entire world spinning. Everything felt unreal. He frantically searched through the drawers, desperate to find something that would prove this was all a misunderstanding. Documents were scattered across the floor, but he didn't bother organizing them. Finally, in the bottom drawer, he found the arranged marriage contract from five years ago. Clear terms were written on the yellowed paper. "Contract Duration: Five Years." "The contract expires automatically after five years." Tommaso's trembling fingers traced those words. Each one cut into his heart like a blade.

"You thought this was a story of redemption, of a cursed boy and a girl with the power of the stars. But it is much simpler than that. It is a story of consumption." ​"You never cared about the Pact," Dave wheezed, stumbling forward, his strength rapidly failing him. He clutched his side, his shadow flickering unnaturally on the wall behind him. "You only wanted the power to rule the darkness." ​Catherine laughed, a sharp, brittle sound. "Power? Dave, you are so limited. I don't want to rule the darkness; I want to become the source of it. This book contains the original incantation that binds the living to the void.

She asked and he looked up at her, he suddenly waved his hand in the air and one of the men walked towards them holding a brown file. He got to them and handed it to Alex, he cleared the table and walked away. Blakeley raised her brow wondering what it contained. Alex opened up the file and brought out the papers it contained and a pen. Alex placed them in front of Blakeley and she glanced at it then at Alex. “What is this?” She asked as she read the front page. Her heart started to race and she looked at Alex. “You… you are terminating the contract?” She asked and he nodded. Blakeley blinked rapidly as her eyes started to get watery and she looked back at the papers.

It was a pivotal moment—a turning point in the complex dance of alliances and loyalties. With a satisfying smile, I extended my hand towards Alpha Aaron. The weight of the decision, the unspoken understanding of the challenges that lay ahead, converged in that simple gesture. "It's a pact," I declared, the words carrying the weight of a commitment forged in the crucible of shared adversity. Alpha Aaron, mirroring my resolve, grasped my hand firmly. "It's a pact," he repeated, the echo of our agreement hanging in the air like a shared anthem. The handshake sealed not only an alliance but a promise to stand united against the looming threat of Alpha Draxler.

The silence between them was oppressive, heavy with unspoken threats and unmet demands. Donatella's eyes flashed with defiance, but she didn't back down. Slowly, she took a step forward, her eyes never leaving the book. She reached out and collected it, her gaze flicking to the cover. The word "CONTRACT" was emblazoned in bold, silver letters. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at Mikhail, then dropped back to the book. "How many contracts are we meant to sign?" she asked, her voice laced with skepticism.

Third-Person POV Natalina had once given Antonio a stable marriage, a thriving Famiglia business, and a baby that was supposed to be born into this world. But she had taken everything away overnight because of his betrayal. Only now did Antonio truly understand that every achievement he had been so proud of had never been a testament to his brilliance. Her papa gave him the docks, she negotiated his shipping routes, and other Famiglie had only agreed to work with him out of respect for the Corradini Famiglia name.

While they would still attend training, or in Jessica's case volunteer time at the clinic, they wanted nothing to do with extra pack duties or studying during their free time. Patrick spent the entire vacation locked in the library working on advancing his knowledge of contracts and treaties and politics. He studied law and a bit of languages to be able to greet guests and perform basic talks in a few languages. This was mostly a side project for his real goal. His true focus was on how to deal with broken agreements and failed contracts through the appropriate channels. A broken contract or treaty shouldn't necessarily lead to war or threats, so he researched how those were enforced. It was

My breath caught in my throat and I grabbed Kael’s arm. “Arielle? What is it? Talk to me. What happened?” He looked worried. I shook my head fast. “Nothing. I just - I think we should keep reading. Maybe the next page will explain how to stop it or control it.” He nodded and turned the page slowly but the rest of the book was damaged. The words were faded or missing. Only one line was clear at the bottom. If the seal breaks, the pact ends. “This is bad.” Kael sat back and rubbed his face.

We all knew that despite the love and unions within our individual couples, we’d need to unite as one to take on the future. Thank you for reading BOUND BY A PROMISE. If you haven't read NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina's story, or TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia's story, I hope you will. The next book in the Brutal Vows series is QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Rei and Jasmine's story.

With forbidden knowledge. It was almost indecently thrilling. I pulled the nearest volume toward me and opened it. The pages were brittle, edges browned with age. The script was cramped but surprisingly elegant, some sections in fading ink, others in more recent, sharper strokes where later scribes had added notes. I scanned headings. “Pact of the Seven Rivers—Alpha Thorne of Redclaw and the Water‑Binder Witches.” “Blood Price of the Crescent War.” “On the Folly of Binding Wolves to Moon Sorcerers.”