The Four Agreements Novels & Stories

On the day of our engagement, my boyfriend, Henley Chatham, handed his assistant, Kiara Dalby, an unlimited black card—then set me up with a shared wallet. Daily limit: twenty bucks. I laughed. Cold. Said no. He called me materialistic—then spun around and made some grand confession to Kiara. So I ended it. Right there. Then I signed with a classified agency. Five years later, Kiara and I crossed paths at a car wash. I was in line when she whipped her car in and cut me off. I couldn't dodge. Metal slammed—my whole front end wrecked. She rolled her window down. "Hey, you in the back—blind or what? Can't you see my car?" I let out a short laugh. "You cut me off. Then you crash into me. And somehow that's my fault?" Kiara sneered, same attitude, just louder. "I cut in line? Please. Every inch of Hawthorne Bay belongs to the Chatham family. Ever heard of Chatham Corp? My boss could shake this whole town with one move." I actually laughed this time. Pulled out my phone. Dialed. "Ex-boyfriend, I hear Hawthorne Bay answers to you now?"

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.

By six, Amelia had whipped up a six-dish dinner with soup—Chad Felton's favorites, of course. By seven, she'd prepped his bath, complete with rose petals and candles. By eight, his slippers were perfectly lined up by the door. At nine, Chad finally strolled in. Amelia stepped up, taking his suit jacket. "Eat first or bathe?" she asked, setting the slippers in front of him and hanging the jacket. "Bathe," he muttered, eyes glued to his phone.

At six in the evening, Allen Bennett prepared a perfect dinner, with each dish carefully chosen to match Sarah Foster's preferences. By seven, he had run her bath, adding lavender essential oils and rose petals to the warm water, filling the bathroom with a calming fragrance. By eight, he placed her comfortable slippers by the entrance, awaiting her return. At nine, the front door finally opened. Sarah walked in, and Allen immediately went to greet her. With practiced grace, he helped her out of her coat and placed her slippers before her feet, then hung the coat in the entryway closet. Turning to her with a gentle smile, he asked, "Would you prefer to have your bath first or would you like to eat?"

Bailey, a kind-hearted innocent woman finds herself burdened by financial struggles, forcing her to take on various odd jobs to sustain herself. She crosses paths with a mysterious billionaire William. Williams is haunted by a troubled past that has left him with deep-rooted trust issues. Williams, aware of Bailey’s financial predicament, proposes a mutually beneficial contract to alleviate their burdens. Although hesitant at first, Bailey reluctantly agrees to the agreements little does she know the relationship which initially seemed merely transactional would soon unravel a complex web of emotions and secrets.

Sarina is a nurse who grew up in a province and chose to become a private nurse to Maximus Lardizabal because of the very high salary. Lardizabal is a well-known businessman in the country and a playboy as well. He has a girlfriend, but because he doesn't love her, he still plays with women. When he had an accident in another country and returned to the Philippines, he was blind and confined to a wheelchair, which caused his girlfriend to leave him. Meanwhile, Maximus unexpectedly proposed an offer to Sarina that was beyond her wildest dreams, leaving her in a state of disbelief. Initially, she was quick to reject it. However, the pressing needs of her family forced her to reconsider, and she reluctantly agreed to become Maximus's bed warmer for one year for a staggering sum of 10 million. The young woman does not know that other agreements are attached to their contract, and when they start living together, she will learn the secret that the young man is hiding.

Klaus Oakluster has nothing left to sell except the one thing his body was made to offer. At twenty-three, he is malnourished, hunted by loan sharks, and entirely out of options. Renting his womb was never the dream. It was the only door still open. Norman Cross has five companies, a mansion, and a life most people would envy. What he does not have is a family. When he walks into Hope Clinic and opens a folder of surrogacy applicants, he stops at the very first page and never turns it. Something about a pink-haired Omega with chubby cheeks and desperate eyes tells his wolf that the search is already over. The contract was supposed to be simple. Clinical. Temporary. But forced proximity, shared mornings, and a scent that feels like home have a way of rewriting agreements that were never built to hold real feelings. When a fabricated betrayal tears them apart and a dangerous enemy threatens everything Klaus has left, Norman must decide whether protecting his pride is worth losing the person who turned his empty house into something worth coming home to.

Four wolves, four different characters, four different powers, four different elements. The Elemental Wolves are a blessing from The Moon Goddess to the werewolf kingdom. But what happens when one of the Elementals was kidnapped before they could even shift. Will the Moon Goddess's words come to pass or the enemies will win? Reading THE ELEMENTAL WOLVES will make you find that out.

Synopsis: “If you agree to be my pet for a year, then you and your father will be free,” Xavier whispered coldly, his eyes filled with desire. “Yes, I agree to be your pet for a year,” I replied even though I knew my decision would drag me to hell. Meet Jade Williams, a 23-year-old who is faced with the harsh realities of life. To save her father who stole from the popular and ruthless mafia lord, she agrees to be his pet for a year. What happens when she dares to confront this ruthless mafia boss that everyone surrenders to? Would she agree to his terms just because she wanted to save her father's life or there were other reasons too? What is Jade’s true reason for agreeing to the deal? Will this deal that started as a pleasure trade by force grow into more? Will they crave and fall for each other? Or will they just break up when the contract expires leaving their passion behind? As the story unfolds and secrets surface, the couples find themselves confronting their differences, navigating through love, betrayal, and hope of second chances. Will their hearts be swayed, making them want to stay together, damning all agreements or are their destinies forever intertwined in heartache? Find out in this book.

“Say it, Sadie. Let us hear your sweet, sweet moans as you cum for us, Say it.” “oh please, please make me cum, Daddy”. Sadie whimpers, earning the praise from the four men who sit watching, as a vibrator shifts in her p*ssy, making her drip. Sadie sees stars from her climax, She trashes and turns around the bed, her eyes still on her four daddies, no—her stepbrothers. This should be forbidden. She should have never given into her fantasies, into her wants and hunger for these four mean who want her. Yet Here she was, letting her four stepbrothers fuck her with a vibrator while they watch her like their very own entertainment, their very own plaything she was theirs to own, to claim, and fuck. she craves the dominance, she craved her four daddies. “ So Tell us who owns that p*ssy baby?” “You do daddies, it’s yours.”