Pact Book Novels & Stories

I reached across the table, taking Quinn's hand in mine, and she didn't pull away. "Let's make a deal, Quinn," I said, my voice low and husky. "Let's make a pact to create something truly unforgettable, something that will leave a lasting impact on the world. And in return, I'll give you complete access to my life, my empire, and my desires." Quinn's eyes locked onto mine, a spark of excitement igniting within them. "What kind of pact?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I smiled, my eyes never leaving hers. "A pact of trust, Quinn. A pact that requires you to surrender to me, to trust me completely, and to follow my lead. Are you willing to take that leap of faith, Quinn?"

The thoug‌h‌t s⁠ent eq​ual parts​ of terror and forbidden excitement rac​ing thr‌ough his veins. “⁠What kind‌ of contract?” he asked. Adrian r​eached behind him and s​lid‌ a thick fold‍er across the desk. “Read it thoroughly.” Eth‍an op‍ened it.‌ The fi‌rst page w​as clinic‍al, brutal, no e‌moti‍o⁠nal at​tachment,‍ no‌ personal question‌s,‌ no phys​ic‌al⁠ contac​t unles​s explicitly permi​tted,​ and co⁠mplete obedience. Viol⁠atio‍n‌ of‍ any rules res⁠ults i​n imme​di‍ate termination and repayment of all compensati‌o​n r‌eceived.

Lucy ask and Amelia fall silent. "Amelia freaking Gates tell me you are not gonna agree to be that guy's surrogate?" Lucy question again, waiting for Amelia answer. ____________ << PRESTON PRIVATE ESTATE ~ SONIA & JAMES APARTMENT >> Sonia admired her sexy look in the mirror before leaving the bathroom to join James on the bed. James who have his glasses on and is reading a book, ignored the subtle look directed at him from Sonia. Sonia who is so badly turned on got on James, straddling him on the bed. She pluck out the book from his hand and take off his glass.

"That's it? 'It's clean'?" Simone's smile sharpened slightly. "I've been practicing contract law for eighteen years, Ms. Delacroix. I've seen pre-nuptial agreements that would make a loan shark blush. This isn't one of them. Mr. Locke's legal team drafted an unusually fair document. I'd almost call it charitable, if I didn't know better." "And what do you know better?"

I also spent a lot of my free hours during the evening studying the books on the city, I took in so much information in the first couple of days that it felt as though my brain was going to pop. The books Peter gave me were more than helpful, there was a book on the first war, detailing how the council first came about and how their greed for power instigated the first war, for the most part it was written by people who had lived through it all, it went on to explain about the many battles and losses both factions faced and finally how the treaty came into effect, there was even a copy of the signed treaty in the back, something that fascinated me for the best part of a day, until the other

I leaned my right hand on the counter so as to discreetly create a little more space between us and looked at him. "Well, I think it's a common sense that if a person books a whole club for a night for some special reason, like, for example her best friend's birthday, then it means that the said person would not be so pleased to see anyone not invited in the club, no matter who owns it, don't you think so, Mr. Stone?" I asked him sweetly.

Little did I know at the time that I would end up falling for him and put myself through one of the most devastating heartbreaks I’d ever felt. I had then asked her to tell me about him, so I knew where to start on curating the perfect girl for him. She thought a while before answering, then she told me his favorite restaurants, what kind of music he liked, & his favorite bands. She had told me his favorite foods, favorite shows & his pet peeves. She told me everything she could think of about him, & I had prodded until I was satisfied with the amount of information I had. I told her about how I planned to give him his karma and told her to take 24hrs to think it over. She didn’t want to tak

MAYA: Are you SURE you’re okay? I can skip my shift & come over I typed, deleted, typed again. ME: I’m okay. Just tired. If you skip work, your boss will combust 😅 Don’t get fired because of me Three dots. Disappear. Return. MAYA: Ugh fine BUT if you faint in the middle of the bookstore I’m going to be sooo offended I snorted. ME: Promise I won’t faint at work If it happens, I’ll pick somewhere more dramatic 😌

He asked and the anger I was trying to suppress threatened to burst out, something about him makes me angry almost immediately. "The tether! How many meters are we allowed to be separated from each other dimwit?" "Oh" He said as he perked up and dropped his hands "Well I'm not too sure, this stuff is pretty rare. Most pacts are mostly bonds, you know the usual I don't hurt you, you don't betray me and complete your work type shit, never tethers. But hey, that just means we are compatible, huh?" He said as he winked at me but noticing my unamused expression he dropped it and faced the street guiltily.

The room was air-conditioned, gray, with the scent of paper and fresh ink. A middle-aged female clerk handed over the documents without much conversation, accompanied by two officially paid civilian witnesses. They all looked ordinary—professional, with no emotional involvement whatsoever. Aaron sat beside Bella, wearing a black suit and gray tie. His watch stood out on his wrist. Since Bella had entered, the man hadn’t uttered a single word. His face was expressionless. Perhaps because this was just a contract, not love. “Please sign where indicated,” the clerk said without emotion. Bella reached for the pen. Her hand trembled slightly as she looked at the neatly printed names: Isabella Moo