The Marriage Contract Novels & Stories

Coming from a large family of mainly half-siblings, having been born to a man who’d married three times, had numerous affairs and begat eight children, to say that Sebastian had a jaundiced view of the holy sanctity of marriage was a huge understatement. With an iron will, he concentrated once more on his surroundings and not the potential minefield of his family, who had dispersed from their ancestral home, Wolfe Manor, as soon as they’d been able to escape. In the huge and ornately decorated inner courtyard a stunning marquee covered in silken swathes of material took up the centre space under a dusky evening sky. The bride, while being of average height, stood with a regal and graceful be

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."

Surely my eyes were deceiving me. Right? The document was a marriage contract. An actual legally binding marriage contract. I quickly began reading through the document. The terms were highly detailed and incredibly specific. Everything was organized with frightening precision. The marriage would remain entirely legal in nature. Neither party would be expected to provide emotional involvement. There would be absolutely no emotional interference whatsoever. Both parties would maintain their personal freedoms independently. Every single financial obligation involving my family would remain permanently guaranteed. Their housing would remain secure indefinitely. Their medical expenses would rema

“Here is the contract, go through it and sign it. I already booked a slot for us with the registrar and he is waiting for us.” I opened the file and read through the two-page document. I read out the seven rules. “You must not be involved with any man till the end of the contract. No one must know it's a contract marriage. There will be no intimacy between us. You will not meddle in my personal affairs. You must be ready to follow me whenever I ask you to. There will be no divorce until the end of the 2-year contract. You will receive 2 million dollars after the marriage certificate has been issued, 3 million dollars after a year, and receive the balance of 5 million dollars at the end of ou

PARTIES: Party A Doctor Heath Godric Age: 44 years old Occupation: Dentist PARTY B Florence Emry Age: 20 years old Occupation: College Student RECITALS: * Both Party A and Party B wish to establish a contractual marriage with the primary objectives of securing financial advantages and enhancing Doctor Heath Godric’s reputation. * This agreement is a formal legal contract between Party A and Party B, explicitly stating that it does not constitute a genuine marriage. Neither party needs, expects or requires romantic love or sexual intimacy from the other. TERMS AND CONDITIONS: Duration: This contract shall remain in effect for five years or sixty months and to be extended for renewal.

"I wonder what that crazy woman is up to. In a few days I'll be back and things will fall into place." "Was that it?" "No, I want you to prepare a document for me. Two, actually. I want a reliability contract and a marriage contract." "I got the second one right." "Is there a clause that prevents me from marrying a foreign woman? Or that I marry without being Kudsi? Or anything else that prevents my marrying a woman who is not the one my father chose?" "You have some things that would not let you, however, marriage is valid in any country. Once you are married, you will be married. There is nothing that talks about the nationality of the bride, if your plan is to show up here already married

He didn’t want to live in his son’s shadow, just as he already lived in his wife’s shadow. “Mom, I’m not going to marry just anyone,” he retorted, irritated. He really wanted the presidency, but not at the cost of marrying a woman who was only after his money—and, above all, without love. Yes, John believed in marrying for love. “That’s why we suggested a contract. Think about it: you get married, take over the group, and after three years, you’re free,” Martha argued. “No love, no emotional obligations. Just an agreement. And of course, a well-calculated compensation.”

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?

RACHEL’S POV “What did you do?” Leo asked, his tone platonic but I could sense the underlying annoyance in his voice. “I did what I could. If we both act as a married couple for just 100 days, then Max Zenin will either invest in my company or yours at the end of it,” I said, folding my arms defensively. I had hoped he would understand, but his expression told me otherwise.

The words hung in the air like a grenade with a removed pin. I stared at him. "What?" "Three days," he repeated, as if I was simple. "We'll be married." "No." The refusal came out immediately. "No, absolutely not. The contract is enough, why on earth do we need to do a stupid- "The contract you signed includes a wedding," he cut me off calmly, picking his pen back up. "Having a legal marriage doesn't preclude an actual ceremony. In fact, I insist on one." "You insist?" I laughed, a sharp, brittle sound. "You don't get to insist anything with me. I'm not some possession you can just… just decree into existence. I didn't agree to a wedding, I agreed to a contract."