The Predator's Contract Partner Novels & Stories

From the corner of my eye, I caught Eric frown at my sudden movement, though he quickly masked it with a calm expression. Too late. I saw it. And I smiled. “Okay… here’s what I propose,” I said, placing the contract documents squarely on the table. “First of all, I’d like to be regarded as a partner in the Black Enterprise—not some rented employee,” I said firmly, letting every word land with meaning. He blinked. “What? That’s not possible, and you know it,” he said, clearly caught off guard.

No exception—not even for fated mates. When I started the company, people enrolled to be part of the Blood Arena contract for fun and to rip me off. The contract was to last for two years, if one partner doesn't cheat on the other before the contract expires, they get to have a good amount of money from me. No one has ever done that…gotten money from me. In short, if a she-wolf cheats on her partner, she must be brought to the arena to receive punishment. It was a must. And even if the other person wanted to forgive the cheater, the contract had already stated that the cheater must be punished. If no one cheats in two years, I will pay them a great sum. There was more to what I had built, bu

Little did I know at the time that I would end up falling for him and put myself through one of the most devastating heartbreaks I’d ever felt. I had then asked her to tell me about him, so I knew where to start on curating the perfect girl for him. She thought a while before answering, then she told me his favorite restaurants, what kind of music he liked, & his favorite bands. She had told me his favorite foods, favorite shows & his pet peeves. She told me everything she could think of about him, & I had prodded until I was satisfied with the amount of information I had. I told her about how I planned to give him his karma and told her to take 24hrs to think it over. She didn’t want to tak

"I'm a drama queen, so I had to pull it off. You looked exactly like an abandoned terrified cat by then. Never imagined the Scion of the Millers could be that scared." Brooks laughs out and rolls his eyes. "No one wouldn't be Mr. Corbin. It took me by surprise. But are you really offering me a partnership contract in your company? Like this is real?" He asks eyes wide open. "Well, my Master found you worthy of partnership and felt you will want that too so he told me to draft one and bring it to you myself. Or don't you want the partnership as he felt you will?" "Of course I do." Brooks hurriedly answers and clutches the contract to his chest as if it's about to flee.

"This is the amended contract. You only have to pretend that we're lovers in the presence of others, no intimacy no nothing. Both parties must not get emotional or be seen with another partner. Since you have a good business going on, I wouldn't want to stop you from expanding. Here..." She handed the contract to Eddie. "You can go through it at your own convenient time, but it must not exceed today. If there's any other thing you'd like to discuss about the contract you let my manager know." She looked at Grace.

“In order to get it, we had to work with the suppliers hired by their company. We couldn’t use our own suppliers or anything.” “Uh oh,” Sabrina interjected. “’Uh oh’, is right. I didn’t like it. Not one bit. I tried to talk Dad out of it. I told him that it seemed suspicious, but he wanted the money, so he signed the contract. Work started a month later.” The feeling of dread continued to grow inside of Emma. It coiled like a serpent under her skin. “What went wrong?” Emma asked. Sabrina and Emma leaned in, rapt with attention. Sabrina was also filled with a sense of trepidation. This story did not have a happy ending.

“Or you will surrender completely. Either way… you will be changed.” By the time the night ended, Aria felt drained, exhilarated, and painfully aware of the growing pull between them. She was learning the rules — the power, the dominance, the control — but she was also discovering something she hadn’t expected: desire intertwined with fear, temptation mixed with longing, and a magnetic pull she could not deny. As she lay in the luxurious guest suite afterward, Aria realized that this contract was more than a year of financial relief. It was a year of awakening — a year in which she would confront desire, control, and perhaps, unknowingly, love.

Party B will attend all pack functions, meetings, and events as required. Party B will share Party A's residence and bed for the duration of the contract. Party B will produce an heir within the six-month period. Upon completion of contract, Party B will receive $20 million and be free to leave with no further obligations. Party B will sign a non-disclosure agreement and never speak of this arrangement. I read it three times. He wanted me to come back. Play Luna. Get pregnant. And disappear. My wolf was livid. Absolutely not. We're not some broodmare!

“Clause one: No strings attached. This is a business contract, not a love story. Clause two: Nominal relationship. We’ll act like a couple when needed, nothing more. Clause three: Public appearances as necessary. Clause four: We act together against the Alpha family of Red Drop Pack. And clause five: Once the mission is complete, we part ways.” Silva took the knife. No hesitation this time either. She sliced her palm cleanly, and I did the same. Our blood mingled on the parchment, the ancient magic sealing the pact in silence. The contract burned for a moment with a soft silver light—binding, final. She was mine now. Not as a lover. Not as a mate. But as a weapon. A brilliant, vengeful weapo

Once, she even convinced one of her boyfriends to pretend to be interested in me, only to reveal it was all a joke. I tried to hide how much it hurt. I told myself that if I just kept my head down and stayed out of her way, she’d eventually grow bored and move on. But Isla was like a predator, and I was her wounded prey. The more I tried to disappear, the harder she pushed to break me.