Contract Stories

"So you didn't give me one. Don't you want to befriend me?" Oliver teased, with absolutely no expression on his face. If it weren't for his tone, I never would have guessed. "But you're my husband... my fake husband." My face scrunches in confusion, and he very slowly takes a step closer to me, and I immediately take one back I'm backed up and pinned between the wall and his very huge body. His left hand lands right above me on the wall, and his right one slowly snakes around my waist, and I shiver as a result. My eyes flutter closed, my breathing thickens as he bends until he's right in front of me. My heartbeat is going a thousand miles an hour as I feel his lips brush against my right earlobe. "Listen, and listen carefully, sweetheart," he whispers, his deep voice seeping trouble, and that nickname-I swear to God. "I am your fake nothing," he says, stressing the 'nothing,' his hot air fanning my neck. "Our marriage might've been a contract, but under no circumstances is what we have fake. You are my wife and will be until you have my fucking signature on the divorce papers. Got it?" With a shaky breath, I look up at him as I feel him pull his face away. __________ She was raised to follow the rules. He was born to break them. Sienna Martinez is the golden girl. Soft-spoken, smart, and graceful. She runs her family's business, keeps her reputation spotless, and avoids trouble until trouble walks in wearing a tailored suit and a devil's smirk. Oliver Salvatore is royalty, the next CEO of The Salvatore Group. Ruthless when needed, dangerously charming when he wants. Marriage was never in his plans until his brother and her sister ran away. But one year, one marriage, and one rule-don't fall in love-prove easier said than done. Especially when the girl he's been searching for fourteen years is the one standing right in front of him, and somewhere between the lies and the longing, they've already crossed the line.

Aarav doesn't believe in love. Meher stopped trusting it long ago. Both scarred by their pasts, they enter a one-year contract marriage - cold, calculated, and strictly business. But as walls crack and secrets slip, what began as a deal starts to feel dangerously real. Will love find its way and heal them or will they both drift apart at the end of the contract?

Juliana Rodriguez has always been trouble wrapped in leather and sarcasm. A fearless prosecutor who dives headfirst into the criminal underworld, she knows how to take down mobsters-and occasionally punch their sons in the face. Hugo Rothschild is the opposite. Billionaire. Old money. Precise, cold, controlled. And now under pressure from investors to marry and secure an heir. He wants a bride with no chaos, no scandals, no surprises. Instead... he gets her. On the night he's meant to meet his carefully selected future fiancée at La Lumière, Juliana crashes into his life-literally-while running from the mob. With danger closing in, she grabs the nearest stranger, pulls him close... and kisses him breathless to hide. The mob leaves. His date arrives. And walks away in rage. Hugo checks his watch, looks at the wild blonde woman who just ruined everything-and calmly says: "You're going to marry me." Juliana laughs. He doesn't. What starts as a forced arrangement becomes a battlefield of sharp tongues, stolen glances, and boiling chemistry. He is all rules. She is pure chaos. And neither of them is ready for what happens when fire marries ice.

The dark gloomy day she died, regretting all she never managed to do, she thought would be her last. She never expected to reincarnate into another person, even less into one who was married to one of the richest men in the world. He never wanted more from his marriage other than the heir they had agreed on, but what happens when he wants to change their initial contract, seeing the new her. What happens when he wants to prolong the contract's term to a lifetime?

\ 𝙎𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙐𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 \ { ♛•~𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙒𝘼𝙍 𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙁𝙄𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉~•♛ } 𝘼 𝙎𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡..... _________________________________________ | 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 •➤ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓 , 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 , 𝐑*𝐀𝐏𝐄 , 𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 , 𝐁𝐃𝐒𝐌 , 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 - 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄 , 𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 , 𝐋𝐄𝐖𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 , 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 , 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 , 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 , 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄 , 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄 , 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄 , 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 , 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 | ( 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑'𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 ‼️) _________________________________________ 𝘍𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘙𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 _________________________________________

Anaya Patel, a renowned physician at City Hospital, is admired for her sharp intellect, compassionate care, and her unwavering commitment to medical ethics. One day her team gets stuck in a medicolegal case, through which she comes across Reyan Khanna. Reyan Khanna, on the other hand, is one of the city's most powerful lawyers-and the ruthless CEO of his family's prestigious law firm.But fate takes an unexpected turn when an incident binds them in a contract marriage. Will Anaya's compassion heal Reyan's hardened heart? Will love find its way for them ? Or will their clash of perspectives ignite a storm that could burn them both?

⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹ ༉‧₊˚.And isn't it just so pretty to think༉‧₊˚. ༉‧₊˚.All along there was some Invisible string༉‧₊˚. ༉‧₊˚.Tying you to me༉‧₊˚. Sixteen years-a stretch of time long enough to blur memories and shift worlds, yet somehow, you remain sharp, vivid, and relentless in my mind. It's not just the moments we shared that haunt me-it's the way you occupied every corner of my life, leaving behind traces that refuse to fade. Sixteen years, and I'm still tethered to you. Not by choice, not by desire, but by something deeper-something I can't name, something that defies reason. Best friends. Once they had shared every part of their lives but time had carved a distance between them. Now, years later, fate has thrown them together in the most unlikely way: an arranged marriage of convenience, orchestrated by their families. The union is perfect on paper- a seamless alignment of wealth, power, and legacy. But beneath the surface lies a storm of unspoken words and unresolved emotions. As Anika and Daksh navigate their new reality, the weight of their shared past lingers like a shadow. Can two people who used to know each other better than anyone learn to bridge the distance of years? Or will the ghosts of what they once were-- and what they've become, keep them locked in a battle between duty and desire? Can this marriage turn into something real, or is it doomed to fail? ────୨ৎ──── .

👑 Whispers of the Throne 👑 "Jahan taaj sirf gehne nahi, zimmedari hota hai... Wahan pyaar bhi riyasat se band kar milta hai." Three kingdoms. Six childhood royals. Ek celebration, jahan sab muskura rahe hain... par dil mein kuch aur chal raha hai. Love, loyalty aur secrets - sab ek hi palace ke corridors mein ghoom rahe hain. Aur kahani wahi se shuru hoti hai... jahan sab chup hote hain. Not every rishta is royal. But every crown comes with a cost. In palaces where silence speaks louder than truth, every stare is a battle in disguise."

Contract marriage between Thorian Knox and Lyanna Rianne

Shantal, a quiet HUMSS girl with the face of an angel and the patience of a ticking bomb, believes school is a battlefield-no friends, only rivals. She keeps her walls high and her standards higher, determined to outshine anyone who dares stand in her academic path. To her, feelings are distractions, and relationships are luxuries she refuses to entertain. Then there's Sean Gabriel, a tall, charming STEM boy with good looks sharp enough to steal attention and a mind brilliant enough to keep it. Confident but not arrogant, competitive but effortlessly cool, he's the kind of student who turns heads without trying. And whether Shantal admits it or not, he's the one person whose presence can shake her focus and challenge her fire in ways no rival ever has. LANGUAGE: FIL/ENG DATE:11/25/25 STATUS:NEW/ONGOING

Where the sea meets the sun,the blue Rose's bloom beside the daisies. Where the ocean breeze meets sweet memories.

When Charlie's plan for redemption isn't working she starts to think outside the box... When a soul-binding contract forces the infamous Radio Demon into obedience, Hell changes-and so does its princess. Charlie, once gentle and idealistic, now wields Alastor as her personal weapon, her smile sharpened into something regal and dangerous. The contract binds him to her will, its magic humming in time with her emotions like a cursed frequency he cannot escape.

The Montclair family empire was crumbling. Behind the closed doors of a sleek, high-rise office, Richard Montclair stared out at the city skyline, his jaw tight with desperation. The legacy he'd fought to build was slipping through his fingers. There was only one way to save it. An alliance-one forged not in boardrooms, but in marriage. His daughter, Elena, would marry Jaxon Wentworth. A man she had never met, a name whispered in hushed tones across elite circles. To Richard, it wasn't about love. It was survival. To Elena, it was a future she never chose. And somewhere far away, Jaxon was about to be pulled into a game he didn't know he was playing. This was no ordinary alliance. This was a battle for everything.

A lone outsider arrives in Teyvat with no memories of how he got there and no idea why the world reacts to him the way it does. He quickly crosses paths with the Traveler and Paimon, forming an unexpected trio that drifts from nation to nation, meeting gods, warriors, scholars... and all kinds of trouble. Though he's just a stranger, his presence seems to bend events around him - sometimes for the better, sometimes into pure chaos. From ancient traditions to political tensions, from peaceful moments to dangerous encounters, he finds himself woven deeper into Teyvat's mysteries with each step. As adventures unfold, friendships deepen and unexpected bonds form. Yet behind every journey lies a question: Why does a simple "drifting star" keep shaking the world?

We meet Hasler, a strikingly handsome and wealthy boss. All the girls whisper about his captivating looks, yet none dare to approach him. Unbeknownst to them, he suffers from a peculiar condition: the scent of a woman excites him. To conceal this, he always wears a face mask. What he doesn't realize is that his life is about to be transformed by his new secretary, Ema. ---

In my darkest sky she became my moon "why did you call me moon?" she asked me "When people look at the moon they feel peace but when I see you then I feel PEACE " I replied looking at her hazel eyes She is angle He is devil She believed in ALLAH He doesn't believed in ALLAH She have ALLAH He thinks he doesn't have anyone She wanted to live He wanted to die Two people in different world 💐 Ayan sayad A person with angry issue who are also called ruthless Bose who don't care about anyone who is in wrong path who is far away from Allah who doesn't know what home feel until he meet HER Ayesha Ahmed 💐 A person with soft heart who are called an angel who care for anyone who is in right path who believe in Allah she doesn't know how to feel home until she meet HIM Trying my best to write because it's my first story Please support!!!! Thank you ☺️

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She turned, one last glance to see if Emma had noticed her absence-and slammed into something solid. Heat. Muscle. A heartbeat that wasn't hers. Her breath snagged. Strong hands caught her waist before gravity could claim her. Rougher than expected. Certain in their possession. Sandalwood. Something darker, earthier, curling around her like danger. Her eyes lifted. Steel-gray. Ethan Blackwood. Cold, precise, yet flecks of silver sparked like lightning. One rebellious strand of black hair fell against his temple, defying the order he demanded of everything. Their breaths mingled. Too close. Too charged. "I-I'm sorry..." Scarlett stammered. "Watch your way," he murmured, velvet dragged across steel. His grip lingered just long enough to brand her skin. "How did you get in here?" he asked, voice slicing through the haze. "I-I have an invitation." Her chin lifted. His gaze flicked-mouth, eyes, mouth-before returning to hers. "From where-the recycling bin?" Scarlett laughed sharp, incredulous. "Oh, I see. That's how you got in." A flicker of something-surprise? Admiration?-crossed him, gone as fast as it came. "No one speaks to me like that." "Maybe that's the problem," she countered, stepping closer. "Everything has a first time." He leaned in, dangerously close, voice dropping. "Careful." "Better you be the one," she whispered, daring, fire sparking between them. ** Scarlett: strong-willed, fiery, witty Ethan: commanding, controlled, yet hinting at hidden cracks When Scarlett Landon signs a contract that binds her to the cold, controlling billionaire Ethan Blackwood, she thinks it's just business. But behind the ruthless CEO mask lies a man battling his own demons-and soon, their fake marriage turns into something dangerously real. Two hearts. One contract. A thousand tangled emotions.

"Don't expect anything from me Miss Suryavanshi, you are noone to me, but for the world you are my wife!", with that I turned around to go but she replied me in the same tone as mine; "Same goes to you MR Singhania, and never, means never ever try to boss me around or the consequences will not be good, And remember YOU ARE SPEAKING WITH MAYA SURYAVANSHI!", arrghh the attitude of this girl, it's adding fuel to my anger "Never, means never Raise your voice on me, is that clear?" "I WILL, I WILL RAISE MY VOICE AND YOU ARE NO ONE TO ORDER ME ANYTHING, REMEMBER THAT!", with that she stormed inside the washroom. _____________________________________ Next Scene: I was boxing hard remembering her words, Anger rushing through my blood! 'you are no one to me!' 'gussa insaan ko le dubtaa hai!' 'jakham woh dete hai joh aapke dil m jagah rkte hai!' 'Maya ke pass dil nhi h' 'aap meri life m koi ahemiyat nhi rkte' 'I too was forced to marry you!' 'mujhe na tumhari jarurat hai aur na hi tumhari daya ya sorry ki!' 'we will divorce after 6 months' TROPES; Cold MML X Cold MFL CEO Businessman X CEO Mafia LadyBoss He fell first Age Gap heatless MFL with Past!

Due to some consequences, Lavanya and Atharva were forced into an arranged contract marriage. But they neither loved each other, nor were comfortable with each other, yet they were tied in a forced relationship. The ones who didn't believed in love, how will they be able to bloom their relationship? Will they survive? Lavanya, having a deep past, will she be able to overcome it? Or will it again face her? Will Atharva be able to handle her? Or will he leave her at her cost? Atharva is also having a past which is not permitting him to get married, will he ever be comfortable with her? Will Lavanya understand him? To know all the answers to these questions, continue with the story below which you are searching for!!! Started on : 24th March, 2025 Ended on :