The Predators Contract Partner Manhwa Novels & Stories

“I’ll make them pay for everything they’ve done.” Marcus brought a contract. "Alpha Logan has long known that Miss Anne does not like him, but for the interests of both countries, he has no choice. This is the contract brought by Alpha Logan. It lasts for three years." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Three years?” “Yes,” Marcus replied firmly. You can part ways if you're unhappy after those three years.” I considered this for a moment before nodding. “Alright, three years it is.” Marcus didn't quite believe me. He coldly ordered, "I really don't know why Logan decided to keep you. Don't forget to prepare for Alpha Logan's wedding."

She had no idea when he walked up to her. “Stop acting as if you weren't having a nice time staring.” He smirked, running his fingers through his messy hair. “I wasn't.” She gulped, avoiding his intense gaze. “Really? Then why is spittle running down your jaw?” Alarmed, she quickly ran to the bathroom to confirm and finding out it was true, she began to tug my hair as embarrassment washed through her. “All the while I was thinking he was normal not knowing he is nothing but a full fledged pervert.” She scoffed. “And I already signed the contract…” she muttered, sucking her teeth.

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

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

She smiled devilishly to herself when she imagined pushing Angel into the pool. "I think I have an idea." "I know you always do. Now out with it." Angel paid full attention to the words about to leave Grace's mouth. "Since you only have a short time left, and you can't possibly meet anyone now, added with your busy schedule..." "Yes...and?..." Angel asked suspiciously. Grace had her in suspense. "And... I think you should just base the whole thing as a contract." "I'm not following." "Contract a lover. You can pay the person to pretend to be your lover and do a fake wedding." Grace said with excitement of her idea.

He had me by the throat and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I had totally forgotten all about the contract and now my hands are tied. I sank into my seat as I felt the tears form in my eyes. ‘Why the f*ck am I crying?’ I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and exhaled. ‘This is only for a while. The contract is to last for a year, right? You got this. You can do this, Jade.’ ‘He wants to see you break but don’t let him get to you. All you have to do is be good at your job and avoid him, you’ll be fine.’

Settling down quickly, all six party members received a copy of a contract Akiko had prepared. “The party Bird of Prey is an all-female party meant to assist Guild Survivors for the dungeon clearing mission without direct affiliation. However, we will provide protection, information, and resources for assistance in the dungeon if the party meets the weekly quota. Think of this as a bilateral agreement with the guild. You don’t have to work together if you fulfil your weekly quota.” Coral didn’t need to think twice and was the first to return a signed contract. “If that’s all, I’ll leave now.”

“Nothing. He’s not asking for anything from me. You know when he first asked me to sign the contract to be his pet for a year to save the lives of my father and mine? I thought of all the worst-case scenarios possible and how difficult it would be to navigate such a life and when I finally signed the contract because I didn’t know what else to do to get out of that situation, I thought of myself as dead meat.” “I thought I'd get flogged every day; he’ll beat me up... Sit by and watch his friends gang rape me in front of him. Use me as a slut for his friends and let different people walk over me. But it’s quite the opposite; he’s not as stern as I expected him to be and certainly not too nice

Would their relationship turns out to be lust or bloody? Find out, rated 18+ "CONTRACTED TO THE MAFIA BROTHERS(18+)"

“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