The Love Contract Novels & Stories

I followed and threw the door open, “All these while, did you ever plan on letting me go? Were you deceiving me all along? You said when your bride returns, you'd let me go — the contract said so.” “That was before I fell in love with you!” Felix fired back. “As far as I am in love with you, the contract changes. The contract changed as soon as I started having feelings for you! You won't leave even when my bride has returned.” I stood frozen, my mind struggling to process the words that had just left his lips. It was as if time had stopped, and all that existed was the sound of his voice, echoing in my ears. I had expected anything from him – sarcasm, indifference, even annoyance – but not

he said with a cold and harsh voice , there was simply no trace of emotions in his eyes " What ,I'm sorry " " Don't let me repeat myself again " " But the contract says I'll be your woman for six months,I still have three months left ." " Did you properly read the contract MJ? He brought out his phone and began scrolling through his gallery till he got what he was looking for and then ,he began reading. Here's one of the first and most important rule , the contracted lady can demand anything except for love or affection, once she demands for this , the contract immediately becomes null and void "

cool car guy" who made me a job offer last month? - I asked, making quotation marks in the air. - The crazy guy who asked you to have his child? Yes I do, why? - So... And that, I kind of... - Lisa? What's wrong? - Miguel asked looking at me curiously and I could almost see the cogs in his brain moving to try to put the pieces of the puzzle together. - Okay - I got up the courage, - Here goes! After the whole thing last month I thought I didn't get pregnant, but the truth is that I found out a few days ago that I actually, with all my bad luck, ended up pregnant by a stranger. So now I am in the middle of a kind of contract with him because the child is his and I am just the "surrogate". So

I am not going to let him have the upper hand. “I am surprised you have the energy to marry someone, you look like you are going to kill over very soon. What is wrong with you, AIDS?” I mocked and watched as the cocky look disappeared from his face to be replaced with a hardened look. I wasn’t done. I leaned in to mutter my words. “Kamaria will never love you because I have her heart, I have always had her heart,” I whispered and when I leaned back and smirked at him before turning to the others, I picked out Bobby with my eyes. “None of you is going to stop me from seeing Kamaria, she is the only one who can and until she says otherwise I will be seeing her, have a nice day,” I nodded at th

I said. “I know, and I want that joy to remain. Staring at you, Helen, I just want you to be mine forever and ever.” He said. “I am already yours forever and ever,” I said to him. “Nope.” He shook his head vehemently, causing me to stare at him in shock, wondering what the hell he was up to. “You and I are bound together by a terrible contract, one that wasn’t signed or created in love.” “Helen, we are in bondage, and I want us to free ourselves from it and instead cleave to each other in love. You love me and I love you, Helen. Let the contract of our union signify this.” He pleaded.

Ross’s thumb traced my bottom lip, his eyes burning with something darker than lust—something that looked dangerously close to love. “No, baby girl.” His voice was velvet over steel. “I’m going to own you. There’s a difference. And once you’re mine… you’ll never want to be anyone else’s again.” He stepped back just enough to place a thick black folder on the desk between us. The contract. My hands trembled as I stared at it. Every sane voice in my head screamed to run. Every broken, aching part of me wanted to drop to my knees and beg him to start right now.

I’ll stop, no matter what. 7. Lastly, falling in love means that the contract is automatically terminated—with the person paying a compensation f*e of fifteen million dollars. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to him…

"And then?" "And then we're going to get married. For real. In front of whoever we want. And we're going to have this baby, and we're going to love it, and we're going to spend the rest of our lives proving that love is stronger than blood." Mira looked up at him. "You really believe that?" "I really do." He kissed her forehead, soft and sweet. "Because I've seen what love can do. It turned a contract into a commitment. It turned strangers into partners. It turned a cold-hearted bastard into a man who would burn the world down for the woman he loves."

“You made the ice king laugh. Camilla, this is history. Do you realize how insane that is?” I covered my face with my hands. “Okay, I shouldn't have told you that.” “You did already.” She rolled her eyes. “Give me all the details, girly! I haven't even heard about Paris, oh my, it's gonna be a long day." She squealed like a four year old preparing for a tea party with her imaginary friends. "He wants me to sign a love contract." I dropped the bomb. Her eyes widened, "Love... What the hell is that? First, it's a marriage contract now it's love, I'm sure he signed his breathing too" she scoffed and I burst into laughter.

He continued and I pursed my lips as I folded my hands. “Of course. I want nothing of that either.” I pointed out and his eyes narrowed at me again before he continued. “You’ll never reveal to anyone that this is a contract marriage. To the Public, we’re in love and that’s how it would be.” He continued and I coughed awkwardly as I nodded. In love my foot.