The Marriage Pact Novel Novels & Stories

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"?

I let them stand together so they could have some photos together for the press to print then Fabrico takes my hand again, leading me up the stairs where all the questions came about my pregnancy but I didn't say a word. Everything is good. I never thought I'd have a happy ending to my life while I was just a mere telemarketer until I found Fabrico. At this point, I don't know who found who because no matter what we'd been through, he never gave up on me. So I can say, I have a happy ending with the perfect family and I can say I'm living the fairytale life and rocking it well as well!! .......THE END...... What??? That's the end of The Forever Plan?? Yes, it is. I'm so grateful for those of

my mate replies, “Especially if you got on his bad side, which wasn’t hard to do. It was rumored that he would kill a man for looking at him the wrong way. And he was so powerful that he always got away with it. Anyway, he had arranged for his daughter to marry the head of his rival pack, the Worthingtons, to consolidate their power.” “I’m guessing that poor poet didn’t have a chance,” I reply, taking a sip of my cocktail, “And I’m guessing that isn’t the end of the story. Did she love the poet back?” My husband pauses before an ornate bookcase tucked into the corner of the room. Golden scrolls adorn the top and sides, ending in a golden cascade of silver forged forget-me-nots. He leans dow

“ Close to fifty trillion dollars. The whole rules about marriage are stated clearly. If you have any doubt about it then I will give you some days to think about it ” He stood up and headed towards the door when Alexa spoke up. “Is It not a contract marriage? I accept. ” “Ms. Parker, I hope you have given thorough thoughts to your answer. Once you sign it, you officially become the Young lady of The Hudston's family. ” Alexa coughed when she heard the title he said. “Young Miss of the Hudston's?” She repeated and trembled on her feet. She recalled so many historical facts on the Hudston's and their harsh way of picking their wives.

A ruthless Alpha and I couldn’t bring myself to disobey even if I wanted to. I swallowed the knot in my throat, nodding mutely, my heart drumming a frantic beat against my ribcage as I removed every item of clothing on my. The marriage had been a merger of power, not passion; an alliance between packs that required consummation to seal the pact. There was no love here, only duty and the stark reality of obligation.

"Vladimir, I am not going to sit around while you..." Eliana snapped at her husband. "You cannot expect me to sell you to the man, Eliana. That is out of question, so no!" Vladimir said glaring at his wife. "We need to get inside, Vladimir. You and I both know that's the only way to do it" *************** It started out with a marriage. A simple contract signed. But when their love conquers even the mafia's darkest desire of revenge.

"I know the contract doesn't specify our new agreement. Will you promise me you will abide by the new terms?" "I can draft a revision." "No need. Do you promise?" Her figure was full of energy. Eric realized she trusted him to the same extent that he trusted her. A shiver of satisfaction ran through him. "I promise you." "So we make a deal. Ah, and annul the marriage after a year? My family probably won't be hurt by this deception. We'll cite irreconcilable and false differences. pretend to be friends." "I can live with that." "Good. Come pick me up tonight at 7 o'clock and we'll go meet my family to tell me the news. I'll take care of the wedding arrangements."

“I can give you the east-coast land. On one condition.” “Register our marriage.” I blinked. “Does that mean our previous contract doesn’t count anymore?” He brushed his fingertips across my lips. “We are a de facto married couple. What’s mine is yours.” The small sting on my lip made me lick it without thinking. His eyes darkened instantly. I thought for a moment and shook my head. “I only want the land.” Money in my pocket belonged to me. Money locked inside a marriage did not. Especially not in a bizarre novel world like this one.

"In our world, you can. Pact got written into both family laws. If either child refuses, their family loses everything. Assets. Power. Protection." She felt sick. "Damien doesn't know about this." "You sure?" She thought about the last few weeks. The way he'd been acting. The secrets. The distance between them. "He can't know," she said. But her voice wavered. Her uncle closed the folder. "There's more." "More?" "The pact wasn't just about marriage. About bloodlines. Creating the perfect heir. Someone who could control both families. Someone who could end the wars for good."

“ Please read this meticulously and tell me if you have any problems with it. I nodded and mouthed a ‘thank you’ as I read through it. My face twisting to a frown as I read through it by the time I looked up, Charles was already gone and it was now Kade in the room— perfect! I could rant. “ What do you mean by I have zero right to cheat but you have rights to have multiple partners?” “ Because I don't want my wife touching other men,” “ But you think I want my husband touching other women?” “ Well you weren't going to let me touch you were you?” He asked and heat climbed up my face. I knew what he meant by touch and I wasn't ready for it. Not with him.