Novel & Cerita A Deal With The Devil Elizabeth O Roark

he said finally, his voice low, a whisper that sent shivers down her spine, “you will learn that ownership is absolute. And the sooner you accept it… the less painful it will be.” Her hands balled into fists. Anger and fear warred within her. “this place is worse than hell” she whispered, though even she could hear the uncertainty in her own voice. He stepped back, watching her, his expression unreadable, perfectly composed. “Hell?” he said softly. “that was just a reminder that you were owned by a devil, don't let me show you how I punish those who try to defy me. That is all. In time, Yesha Elaine, you will understand that obedience is safe… and that resistance is nothing but illusion.”

"Will you tell me anything about what happened?” I open my eyes and study my gradually transforming reflection. The woman emerging from Ella's careful ministrations looks remarkably similar to the one who arrived at this building earlier. She appears composed, confident, untouched. Only her eyes reveal the truth… they hold knowledge they didn't possess before and a hardness that wasn't there previously in this timeline. "I made a deal with the devil. And the devil always collects his due!" The words escape before I can reconsider them.

I pushed him to the wall across mine, I put my hand on his chest and looked at him straight to his eyes. "The devil was once an angel, so I think you were once an Angel until one day you turn into a devil." He tensed and I know that I hit the right spot. "So what do you have in mind Mr. North?" I asked to the point and he smirked. "Let's have a deal.” The moment when he said that, I know that my life after taking this deal won't be as bored as old times. I know that so well. From the start, this man is already a definition of trouble.

But it was also offering her a lifeline, however dangerous. She placed her hand in his, ignoring the electric jolt that shot up her arm at the contact. "Deal." Later, as she signed the contract, Maya couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just made a deal with the devil himself. A devastatingly handsome devil with an Italian accent and eyes that seemed to see right through her carefully constructed defenses. What she didn't notice was the way Luca watched her sign, a flicker of something beyond professional interest crossing his face—something that made Sophia raise an eyebrow in silent warning.

So smile brighter, love harder, and take chances. If I hadn't taken that chance of making a deal with the Devil, I wouldn't have found someone who would hold back my hair when I puked after drinking too much. I wouldn't have found someone to hold me close when I cried over lame drama scenes. I wouldn't have found someone to love and cherish. This Deal with the Devil is probably the best thing to happen to me. And I wouldn't change a thing. -- You did it! Yay!! AND I bow down to you for reading this book. A BIG FAT VIRTUAL HUG!

I was too engulfed that I didn't know when I reached out to touch it. I ran my hands shamelessly on him, and he caught it roughly. "Don't do that!" He said immediately, and his brows became wrinkled as his expression hardened. "The part which you thread is dangerous," he said, running his hands on my lips. "And I would like to explore it," I said immediately, holding onto his hands. I didn't know what I was doing and if this was desperation, but I wanted to be free tonight. Dora would be proud to know I bagged a man, and that I was getting over my depression phase.

“Your husband doesn’t deserve you. He doesn’t deserve your company, your legacy, or your name. He’s betrayed you, Elysia. And if you’re smart, you’ll cut him loose.” Elysia felt the anger inside her rise, a fire burning beneath the numbness she’d been carrying. She could barely look at the papers, let alone sign them. But Adrian wasn’t finished. “You sign these papers,” he said, his voice firm and steady, “and you leave him. You’ll marry me.” Elysia’s heart stopped for a second. “Marry you?” she repeated, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes,” Adrian replied, his tone unflinching. “You’ll marry me, and in return, I’ll help you take everything back. Your company. Your reputation. Your life. Every

However, Luca’s next words bring me back to the scene. “I have a deal for you..but in exchange, you’re going to be my mistress.” Those words, those exact words and that glint of hope in drunk me’s eyes. They would become the reason for my problems. “You’re lucky. A deal with the devil is what you need right now.” What? Devil?

Audrey asked, curious to know more. "The devil doesn't bargains, and as possessive and envious as he is, he wasn't willing to just walk away just because God said so" he said, "because he had most of the humans on his side 'cause they where his after all from selling their souls, he formed minions to rebel against God's orders"

“This is sin. This is disgrace. This is shame!” “Isaac!” my mother said softly, tears already in her eyes. “Please…” He ignored her. His eyes stayed locked on me, sharp and unforgiving. “You went out there, you got corrupted. This is what happens when you leave your family, your church. You let the devil in!” I stood up, trembling but defiant. “It’s not the devil, Dad! It’s me! It’s who I am!” His hand hit the table again, harder this time. “No it’s not!”