The Love Contract Novels & Stories

She pushed the pad toward him. "Sign it," she said. It wasn't a prenup. It wasn't a contract enforceable by law. It was a contract enforceable by love. Liam took the pen. He signed his name. Liam Cross. He pushed it back to her. She signed. Aurora Vale. They looked at the paper. "It's a good blueprint," Liam said. "It's a start," she said. He reached across the rug and took her hands. "You know," he said, "there's one thing missing."

Luckily for me, it was a soft and comfortable bed, just as I like it. "Huh!" I heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the bed as I heard my phone beeped a call. I located the phone and answered the call. I placed it on my ear to receive the voice of the caller. "Hello mam! I'm in" I informed the caller. "Good! Daphne, remember, you have 30 days to eliminate him. Don't let me down" the caller reminded me of our contract. "Yes mam, I won't fail you. He'd be dead sooner than you expect" I gave my reply and she ended the call immediately.

“It's better than actually getting married, right?” A contract? He's suppose to get married using a contract? “How did you say it works again?” Michael let out a sigh “it's simple, you and your chosen lady sign the contract that states that the marriage lasts for only 6 months. During that time, you should be able to get the company and right after, it dissolves" “A contract means money, Michael. This contract says 5 million dollars. I'm not giving my money to any lady” he made it clear

“Now it’s my fault that I found my mate? My one and only chance at happiness? I’m a living being, Kill. I deserve love—care—admiration. Zane loves me. I told him everything, and he’s willing to wait for me.” My breath shuddered out, my chest heaving. “I just want to be happy. To be loved. Is that too much?” His silver eyes finally found me. The cold in them was worse than any rage. It made me want the floor to swallow me whole. My feet stepped back on instinct—but then I lifted my chin and locked my knees. Without a word, he opened a drawer and pulled out a sheet of paper. The contract. He stepped toward me, slow and deliberate, and held it out.

He gently rolled onto his side, pulling Ivy beneath him. His fingers traced the curve of her face, pushing stray strands of hair behind her ear. "Believe me, Ivy." Victor's voice was laced with emotion. "You're the only woman who's ever made me lose control. From the very beginning, I've been drawn to you." His eyes burned with intensity. "I lied that day, Ivy. I lied to myself, too. I didn't want to admit how deeply I'd fallen for you." "I made a contract with myself," Victor confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "A contract not to fall in love with you. But I failed miserably."

“You need to understand, I was technically run away from an arranged forced marriage, so you wouldn’t expect me to run out of one forced marriage only to end up in another.” “It’s a contract marriage Ava! Nothing like the marriage you ran away from, It’s not like I’m marrying you because I love you or anything, this is gonna be just business in which both parties benefit.” The moment those words came flying out of his mouth, my heart stopped I know I sound a little dramatic especially because he's a total stranger, but that in itself hurt me like hell... I felt my heart burst into several pieces. “Wait... how do you know my name?”

he corrected, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Laughing, I nodded my heart swelling with love. "That too, my love," I replied, feeling the weight of our shared journey, our love story, and the promises that lay ahead. Hand in hand, we stood on the precipice of a new chapter, ready to face whatever challenges and joys the future held, bound together by a love that was unbreakable, enduring, and beautifully, wonderfully ours, loving in the shadow of our heart. ******* THE END OF CONTRACTED.

She is only doing this job for her son. “I have our contract ready. Feel free to tell me what you want to change.” Grant reached out a sleek black folder, its contents a symbol of the agreement they had just reached. He handed it out to her. Carefully, she began reading the content. She knew that this contract was more than just a piece of paper. They began to discuss matters about it and ended up revising a few things. That includes her rules while they have a fake relationship. After a long moment, she looked up at him, her eyes are clear and determined. With a steady hand, she signed her name on the dotted line.

She opens it and her eyes widen in shock as she reads the front. "Contract of Conceptual Agreement of Matrimony." She covers her mouth and looks toward the door, hoping no one is by the door to catch her. She begins to read and realizes the importance of the document. This is too good to let pass. She takes her phone out and begins to snap pictures of the document and sends it to herself in an email and to a different address.

she quickly closed her eyes he chuckled and kissed on her forehead while taking her to his embrace will this forced contract marriage ever turn into marriage with love??? let's see in upcoming journey