Sign Here Novels & Stories

This included documentation and the presence of lawyers to oversee important matters. "As you can see," I addressed the gathering, "my esteemed father-in-law is signing his pledge of loyalty. This signifies that whenever I call upon him, he is obligated to answer." Thronesman, his expression still somewhat grim, accepted the pen and marked his signature on the left side of the document. In response, I signed on the right side. To seal the commitment, Thronesman pricked his thumb with the dagger and applied a smear of his blood next to the Alpha seal. The crowd erupted in applause as he returned the documents to me.

“Don’t worry about it. I told them I’d sign off on it, so I’ll do it. I’ll give you access to the electronic database and have you work on those.” Her eyes widened. “Surely there’s something I can do to help?” “Unless you have my signature on a stamp, probably not.” She blinked. “Give me an hour. Your seal should be in your office still.” She turned and pulled out a piece of paper before putting it on her desk. “If you could give me your prettiest, pettiest signature?” I laughed and took the pen, signing it with a flourish, my middle initial and a scrolling heart beneath it.

It finally got to her turn and she received the package, it had the seal of the beta of the Blue Moon Pack pack and the name, SAGE STORM was engraved on it. "Here... Sign" the man said, giving her a pen. Her fingers trembled as she took the pen, sweat forming at her brow. How would she forge Sage's signature? She had never seen it before and Lucien didn't prepare her for something like this. "Come on, other students are waiting" the man urged her and she responded with a nod and scribbled "SAGE" on the book. After all, no one from this school has seen Sage's signature before. She shrugged, catching her breath.

she pointed at the lines our signatures were to go. Dorian signed first. His signature was sharp, controlled… just like him. He then passed the document to me. I stared at the pen and paper for a moment before picking up the pen and with trembling hands, I signed on it. “It’s done…” the woman announced, sounding giddy. A lump grew in my throat as my eyes burned with tears I refused to let fall. ‘Come on, Elara. You’ve cried enough already.” I told myself. “Now that it’s signed, you just have to seal it with a kiss!”

Inside was the official border document that required my blood-signature and final seal to prevent a skirmish near the neutral zone of Oakhaven. As I reached to pull out the heavy fountain pen from my pocket, I felt my cock twitch but I kept my movements sharp and clinical regardless. I flipped the page open, my dark eyes skimming the fine print with practiced precision, and signed my name in thick, aggressive strokes. I slammed the folder shut, handing it back to the scribe without a word. The man nodded frantically, bowing before retreating into the shadows of the room.

I growled softly, my voice a rough rumble that seemed to bounce off the iron gun rack lining the bulkhead. I lifted the heavy iron signet block from its wooden cradle. With a single, deliberate thrust of my wrist, I pressed the seal deep into the hot black pool at the bottom of the parchment, the signature shape of our dual-lineage hybrid wolf sigil locking into the wax with an absolute, permanent finality. The document was corporate now—a binding cage that closed the southern borders for good.

"Don't make this difficult, Ruth. You know I have plenty of ways to make you sign 'willingly,' right?" I glared at him, my hatred boiling over. But in the end, I lowered my head and signed my name on the last page of each document. But at the very end of my name, I used my fingernail to make the smallest, nearly imperceptible dot. This was a secret mark that only Moira would recognize. It was a code from our school days. If we ever had to sign something against our will, we would leave that tiny mark beneath our names.

The screen flickered, resolving into a single line of text glowing on the terminal. I know where they are building the next one. Meet me alone, Sienna, or I disappear for good. The message was signed with a single name. Adams.

Public affection when necessary. 3. Support each other publicly. 4. No falling in love. He slid the napkin across the table. “Sign it.” I looked from the napkin to him. “You’re kidding.” He clearly wasn’t as his hand remained outstretched, waiting for me to take the pen. I chuckled before snatching it from him and signing my name at the bottom. Cassian took the pen from me and signed directly beneath mine, for some reason, seeing our names together made everything feel more real.

In every way that mattered. Sexually available at any time without restriction or refusal. That line kept repeating in her head. She'd read it five times. Ten times. Until the words blurred together. The signature line was still blank. Waiting for her to make it real. She took a breath. It didn't help. Then she pressed the pen down and signed her name. Aria Hale. The letters came out shaky, uneven. Her hand cramped halfway through, making the 'e' look deformed. Like her signature was physically fighting against what she was doing.