Pregnancy Contract Manga Novels & Stories

She tried to fight off the urge to sleep, but it only grew stronger. The last thing she heard before slipping into unconsciousness was an eerie voice saying, “Gotcha.” *** Hello lovelies, Thank you for reading about Kelvin and Leila. The story continues in His Contract Wife (Part II), which is available to read by joining my subscr𝕚pt𝕚on on lnkitt or Ream: maramartha. For a token of $5/month, you get to read the rest of the story, access more free books, and also receive a free P*F/ebook copy once the book is complete and edited.

I couldn't accept it. "This contract isn't fair," I said, my voice shaking. "I won't sign it." Alpha Konan frowned. "Madeline," he growled. "You don't have the right to refuse. This contract isn't up for negotiation." "This contract is unfair!!! I am carrying your child, but this is not how it should be. You want to make me miserable during and after my pregnancy," I said trying to hold back tears. I saw red in alpha konan's eyes. It was terrifying. In an instant, he was standing in front of me, grabbing me by the neck, and slamming against the door

“Well then, make yourself as comfortable as possible here. I'll finish my work soon and afterward, we'll sleep together.” Miya nodded obediently. As Damian walked away-after making sure Miya was wrapped in a blanket and sitting comfortably on the sofa facing the large window. The girl still couldn't believe her circumstances. Even so, if the news was true, the only thing that bothered Miya was the contract she had made with Damian. As much as she liked everything he was doing to her these days, what if it was just because she was pregnant? According to what was in the contract, after Miya gave birth... she would receive compensation. Just what she wanted when she was first caught in such a d

"Look. It shows two red lines." Jessy’s face lit up in shock and excitement. She cheered, "See? I knew it! You’ll have to throw a pregnancy party. I’m waiting for it." But Hera, on the other hand, was in disbelief. "But the contract says I’m not allowed to get pregnant during this marriage. Oh my God, what do I do?" Hera mumbled, now in panic. ***

He placed it gently on the small table between them. “Contract marriage. One year. You must pregnant. After that, we divorce. No inheritance rights, no obligations. And in return, your father’s debt is written off.” Bella froze. Unbelieving. Her eyes fixed on the file on the table. “Why me, Sir? I’m ... i'm a nobody…”

I ask. I look at her hand. Is that a PT? “I’m pregnant,” she says with a big smile. My brows arched, “What?” I grabbed the PT on her hand, it has two lines. It’s positive. “Are you serious?” I ask. She nodded happily. This is crazy! “Is that a good news to you?” I ask again. Does this looks like a good news? My problem with Dad and Tacia hasn’t fixed yet, and this is what she told me?! Is that a good news?!

he conveys like he already thought about it “So miss evans do we have a deal? He asks stretching his arm out, I think about Kaylee I’m doing this for her only her, I could do this it was just one year I put my small hands in his ridiculously large ones, a small zing of electricity goes through my body and I look up at him to see if he felt it too But his face was blank, “yes we do” I say, he nods standing up “my lawyer will send you the contract tomorrow, go through it and sign” he instructs I nod my answer thinking of how fast my life was changing and then I remembered “uhm Mr Blackwell when is the wedding? I ask

Soo-Yun let out a sigh and followed him. Jun-Sang got out of the car and walked to Soo-Yun's side to open the door for her like a gentleman. As she got out of the car, he leaned his hand to her in order to hold it. Soo-Yun glanced at him in disbelief and was about to move away, but he slid his hand around her waist. Soo-Yun panicked and tried to get out of his grip. "Don't, you are my wife. After all, I can do whatever I want." She chuckled, "A contract wife." Jun-Sang sighed and walked along with her to the entrance. The guards bowed to them as they entered the hall.

“If you agree to this, I’ll pay your brother’s medical bills and pay you five hundred thousand dollars.” I froze, my fist clenching as the urge to punch his pretty face took over. I but down hard on my tongue as reason came forth, I couldn't add a lawsuit to my problems. “And you can forget about the lawsuit on your father,” he added as he handed a paper over to me. It was a contract. You mustn’t tell anyone about this agreement You can’t leave the place where I’ll provide for you during the period of pregnancy After nine months you have no right to claim the baby or whatsoever

“You always were better with contracts than with feelings. But facts are facts. I’m pregnant. And according to our agreement…” She crossed the room, picked up the folder from the counter, and flipped it open. She didn’t need to; she had memorized it. But she wanted him to see. She wanted the words to hang between them. “Neither party shall engage in sexual relations with other individuals during the period of this agreement.” She tapped the clause with a manicured nail. “That means if I’m pregnant, it can only be yours.” Damian’s jaw clenched, his gray eyes hard. “You’re not pregnant.”