The Marriage Pact Novel Novels & Stories

"Without a word. Without an explanation. Do you have any idea what that did to me? To us?" Her eyes didn't budge. "There was no 'us,' Kai. There never was." The words hit me like a perfectly placed slap, but I wasn't backing down. "You expect me to believe that? After everything we shared, everything we- "Don't romanticize it," she cut in, her razor-sharp voice slicing into my thoughts. "Our marriage was a contract. Nothing more." I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, and I straightened in my chair. "A contract?"

The room fell silent again as I began to pace around, slow and deliberate, walking behind everyone seated down, making sure they felt uncomfortable and cornered. "My grandfather and Marcus grandfather were indeed close friends who grew up together. They served together in the pack wars, and fought side by side, saved each other's lives more times than either could count. And yes, they made a pact that their families would be united through marriage." I stopped pacing and looked directly at Marcus Blackwood, whose face was growing pale with fright and anxiety as he realized where I was heading with this story. "The only problem," I continued, "was that when both men had sons. Not a son and a

I questioned, wanting his opinion. “Can’t you live not caring about your grandma’s fortune taking away from her?” he bit back, consuming the coffee. And I smile, showing my teeth. “Fair play. We don’t have any other way than this. What an ill fate!” I commented, and he nodded in agreement. “I had four bargains for this marriage,” I began. “One, I can do what I want as long as it doesn’t ruin our families.” “Fair, so am I,” he said, revealing his drop-gorgeous smile. The pleasures in his countenance, pondering for a second. “That’s a new one, huh.”

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

Now, let me remind myself that she’s here to finish her very last requirement so she can finally graduate and not find a lover! “Just…” he paused and I was waiting for him to continue what he was saying. By looking at him right now, I know that I brought him so much stress because of this so-called marriage of ours. Marriage my ass! Where did that paper even come from? I didn’t know about it. I didn’t even know about him for me to get us a fucking marriage certificate and why would I involve myself in it in the first place, right? Because if I could blackmail Keandrick for him to sign me my clearance for the finals, involving myself in a marriage would be the least. I wouldn’t risk my name,

"Tracy, I went to Pines Ridge today. Leona is getting married. I watched that child grow up." Tracy didn't respond. She took out a lady's cigarette and lightly lit it with her head bowed. "Seeing that Leona is getting married, you have feelings? So you plan to tell me about marriage? Byron, when I first met you, you were surrounded by different confidantes every day. I don't think you want to settle down, and I happen to be an anti-marriage activist, so we are suitable to be together. " Tracy's smoking posture was very dashing. Her charm was like a candy that slowly melted in the water and bloomed.

I added quickly, feeling a sudden, burning spike of irritation at the mention of a woman who probably owned silk pajamas and never got mud on her designer shoes. "No," he said, his jaw working. "I think I do, actually, if we're going to stop lying to each other." He exhaled slowly, staring down at his hands. "I am bound to her by an old political pact between our packs. My grandfather and hers negotiated the arrangement before either of us was old enough to spell our own names. A strategic marriage, meant to bind Marques and Cabral territory together, to end a century of bloody border disputes." "So you.. hmmm you're engaged," I said, my voice dropping an octave as a cold weight settled in m

“But promise me one thing, Liora." "What?" "After you see it all, never leave me.” “Because I’ll do anything even burn down the world to make sure you stay by my side." Liora looked into Mavric’s eyes, searching for honesty there. Inside that secret safe, a new pact darker than their marriage was being forged. A pact born of blood, tears, and secrets from the past. END OF CHAPTER 28..

Instead he let his voice drop to a private, raw level. “You will not last with me the way you think,” he said. “And you will not break me the way you think,” she countered. He smiled then, a slow expression that was somehow both playful and predatory. “We’ll see whose prediction becomes truth.” Outside the glass walls, the city went on. Inside the office, a signature sat on a page and two people who had vowed the opposite of love stepped into a marriage that was already much more dangerous than either of them admitted. Elena folded the contract and left it on the desk.

she sneered, I frowned, she passed me, entering the house, while I stood there, still holding the door. It took me a moment or so to realize she had entered, I turned to look at her, “what do you want Chloe?” I asked, she smirked, “I’m here to take what is mine, Harris” she crossed her arms over her chest, calling out his name. “He’s my husband now, don’t you dare talk about him like that, and he’s not here!” I said, she smiled, “your husband?” she laughed sarcastically. “He was never you husband, Harris told me everything about the marriage contract, everything was fake…” she said, I felt like someone just stabbed me with a dagger, “what?” I asked, feeling shocked, and broken. her words cut