/0/58505/coverbig.jpg?v=31d7a2f67407d0f2857ea78a3748ee1c)
When Lucas Blackwood's business empire faces a hostile takeover, he turns to his late father's will for a solution: marriage. According to the will's clause, Lucas must marry within a year to retain his inheritance. Emma Brooks, a talented but financially struggling artist, enters the picture. Seeing an opportunity for financial relief, she agrees to a contract marriage proposed by Lucas. However, their agreement comes with a condition: they must convincingly portray their love to the public and even to themselves. As their emotions become entangled, Lucas and Emma must navigate a web of deceit, desire, and danger. They face challenges from rival billionaires, relentless paparazzi, and hidden agendas that threaten to tear them apart. In a world where trust is scarce and love is seen as a risk, they must navigate the treacherous waters of their fabricated romance to avoid the clause becoming their downfall. In "The Marriage Clause," passion and power collide, presenting high stakes for both Lucas and Emma
Lucas Blackwood stormed into his father's study, the familiar scent of aged leather and expensive cologne filling his senses. The room, filled with memories of stern lectures and high expectations, now bore the weight of an unforeseen ultimatum.
He slammed the wall onto the desk, the parchment rattling as it hit the wood. "What is this, Harrison?" Lucas demanded, his voice edged with frustration.
Harrison, the family lawyer and long-time confidant, adjusted his glasses and met Lucas's intense gaze. "Your father's final stipulation, Lucas, It's non-negotiable."
Lucas paced the room, his mind racing. The will's clause was clear: marry within a year, or lose control of Blackwood Enterprises. The stipulation was as binding as it was unexpected.
"The board will eat me alive if they get wind of this," Lucas muttered, raking a hand through his hair. He stopped at the window, staring out at the city skyline. His empire, built on hard work and ruthless decisions, was now at risk because of a condition he had never anticipated.
Harrison's voice broke the silence. "Your father believed a stable family image was crucial for the company's legacy. He trusted you'd understand."
Lucas turned, his jaw set. "Understand? This is manipulation from beyond the grave."
Harrison remained calm. "You have options, Lucas. Find a suitable partner, meet the clause, and secure your position."
Lucas's mind whirred. Who could he possibly marry on such short notice? His past relationships were shallow, more about convenience than connection. He needed someone who understood the stakes and could play the part without complications.
He thought about the socialites he had dated and the women who had pursued him for his wealth and status. None of them were suitable. They were too ambitious and too entangled in their own lives and dramas. He needed someone different. Someone would see this as a business deal, nothing more.
Meanwhile, across town, Emma Brooks sat in a cramped studio apartment, surrounded by canvases and sketches. Her art was her passion, but it didn't pay the bills. Overdue notices and debt collectors loomed large in her mind.
She sighed, glancing at her latest piece-a vibrant, abstract painting that captured the chaos of her life. Her phone buzzed, breaking her concentration. It was her landlord reminding her of the overdue rent.
"Just a few more days," she pleaded, knowing her words held little weight. She hung up, frustration bubbling over. How was she supposed to create when financial stress consumed her?
A knock on the door startled her as she pondered her next move. She opened it to find an impeccably dressed man holding an envelope.
"Miss Brooks?" he inquired.
"Yes, that's me," Emma replied, confused.
The man handed her the envelope. "This is for you. Mr. Blackwood requests your presence."
Emma frowned, taking the envelope. "Mr. Blackwood? I don't know any."
"Lucas Blackwood," the man clarified. "He's interested in discussing a business proposition."
Emma's curiosity piqued. She tore open the envelope and read the contents, her eyes widening. A meeting with Lucas Blackwood, the billionaire? What could he possibly want with her?
Later that evening, Emma found herself in the lavish surroundings of Blackwood Enterprises. The luxury was overwhelming, a stark contrast to her modest lifestyle. She was ushered into a grand office where Lucas awaited, his presence commanding and intimidating.
"Miss Brooks," Lucas greeted her, his tone professional but cold. "Thank you for coming on such short notice."
Emma nodded, still trying to process everything. "What's this about, Mr. Blackwood?"
Lucas leaned back in his chair, studying her. "I have a proposition for you. A marriage of convenience."
Emma blinked, sure she'd misheard. "Excuse me?"
"A contract marriage," Lucas clarified, his gaze unwavering. "I need to be married within a year to secure my company. In return, you'll receive financial stability and a significant sum."
Emma's mind raced. This was insane. Yet, the offer could solve all her problems. She weighed the pros and cons, knowing the decision would change her life forever.
Lucas continued, sensing her hesitation. "You'll have your freedom and your space. It's purely a business arrangement."
Emma met his gaze, seeing the determination there. She knew this wasn't a man who would take no for an answer lightly. "And if I agree?"
Lucas smiled a hint of relief in his eyes. "Then we both get what we need."
Emma took a deep breath. "Alright, Mr. Blackwood. You have a deal."
As they shook hands, sealing their fates, both knew this was only the beginning. The marriage clause had set the stage for a year of deception, challenges, and unexpected twists. Neither could predict just how deeply their lives would intertwine or the dangers that lay ahead.
Lucas felt a strange mixture of relief and unease as he watched Emma leave. This arrangement was risky, but it was necessary. He returned to his desk, pulling out a contract he had prepared. It outlined every detail of their agreement, from the public appearances they would make to the separate bedrooms they would maintain.
He needed to ensure that their fake marriage appeared genuine to the outside world. Any hint of scandal or insincerity could topple everything he had worked for. Lucas knew the board members were vultures, waiting for any opportunity to challenge his leadership.
The following day, Emma returned to sign the contract. As she read through the document, her brow furrowed. "This is very... thorough."
Lucas nodded. "It has to be. The stakes are high, and we can't afford any mistakes."
Emma's hand trembled slightly as she signed her name. "I understand."
With the contract signed, their lives began to intertwine in ways neither had anticipated. Lucas introduced Emma to his inner circle, coaching her on how to present herself as the perfect billionaire's wife. They attended charity galas, business dinners, and social events, always maintaining the facade of a happy couple.
Emma quickly adapted to her new role, but it wasn't easy. She struggled with the constant scrutiny and the pressure to appear flawless. The media's relentless attention was overwhelming, and she often felt like an imposter in Lucas's world of wealth and power.
Despite the challenges, Lucas and Emma developed an unexpected camaraderie. They learned to rely on each other, sharing private jokes and confidences that blurred the lines of their agreement. The more time they spent together, the harder it became to remember that their marriage was just a contract.
Late one evening, as they returned from yet another exhausting social event, Lucas found Emma sitting alone in the study, staring at one of her paintings. He approached quietly, sensing her melancholy.
"What's on your mind?" he asked gently.
Emma looked up, her eyes reflecting a mixture of sadness and determination. "Sometimes I wonder if I'm losing myself in all this. The parties, the lies-it's not who I am."
Lucas sat beside her, understanding her struggle. "I know this isn't easy, Emma. But remember why we agreed to this? We both had something to gain."
Emma nodded, but her expression remained troubled. "I just hope we don't lose ourselves in the process."
Lucas reached out, placing a reassuring hand on hers. "We won't. We'll get through this together."
As they sat in silence, the weight of their agreement settled over them. The marriage clause had brought them together, but it was up to them to navigate the complexities that lay ahead.
The days turned into weeks, and their lives continued to intertwine. Emma's presence brought a warmth to Lucas's life that he hadn't expected. Her creativity and passion inspired him, and he found himself drawn to her in ways he hadn't anticipated.
For Emma, Lucas's strength and determination became a source of comfort. She admired his dedication to his company and his willingness to protect those he cared about. Their bond grew stronger, and the lines between their roles as business partners and something more began to blur.
One evening, as they prepared for yet another public appearance, Lucas's phone rang. He answered, his expression growing serious. After a brief conversation, he hung up and turned to Emma, his face tense.
"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned.
Lucas sighed. "There's been a development. Someone is trying to dig up dirt on us. If they find anything that suggests our marriage is a sham, it could ruin everything."
Emma's heart raced. "What do we do?"
Lucas's eyes hardened with resolve. "We stick to the plan. We can't let anyone see through our facade. We're in this together, Emma."
As they faced the growing challenges and threats, Lucas and Emma knew they had to rely on each other more than ever. The marriage clause had brought them together, but it was their evolving connection that would determine their future.
Logan, with his mark of fire, carries the burden of his desired legacy. Orphaned by a brutal horde's attack, "Run, Logan!" His father's desperate wheezing echoed in his memory. “They will stop at nothing to achieve their goals! He collapsed, gasping, as a warm, wet nose nudged his side. It was Anya, a young wolf from the neighboring Moonstone pack, with her sapphire eyes filled with worry. “Come with us, Logan.” She pleaded in a soft voice. “The moonstone will protect you.” Over the years, Logan grew into a beautiful, young, and handsome wolf. He trains hard to develop his fighting skills, but a shadow of his past looms over him. He said that one day he was walking along the border and met Anya. Her hair stood on end, and her eyes were filled with fear. “Garen, he's up to something. He wants to use your mark to control powers you didn't know you had." Logan's world explodes. Is the power hidden within it? Are Garon's true intentions shrouded in darkness? Betrayal and forbidden love spark a desperate fight for survival. Betrayal, prophecy, and forbidden love ignite the fight for freedom. Can Logan ignore the prophecy surrounding his fire sign, or will he become a pawn in Garon's game? Can forbidden love be transformed into a force for good, or will it lead to his destruction? Discover Logan's fate as you explore a world filled with pack politics, hidden forces, and a desperate fight for freedom.
Annabel, the last child of the St. Claires' discovers that she is the price her father paid for a favour. In a glitzy realm of relentless ambition and insatiable desires Anabell is trapped in the cold embrace of an arranged marriage but fate has a wicked sense of humour, for the billionaire tycoon she is forced to wed is Ethan Cresswell, the very man who shattered her world years ago. As their lives are entangled in a load of complex misdirection, lust, and treachery; revenge dances on a tightrope, threatening to consume them both. Each step taken to exact revenge brings them closer, whispers of an ancient curse echoing through their shared desires. Hidden agendas are unveiled and devastating secrets are exposed, the stakes skyrocket to a level unimaginable. Can love survive the wild storm of forbidden desires and shattered illusions? Or will the ruthless pursuit of revenge eliminate their chances for redemption?
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!