A Deal With The Devil Elizabeth O Roark Novels & Stories

I feel like I need her to understand why I did what I did. “Did you ever think he needed the money? Maybe he was poor and had a family?” “Generally, anyone who comes to me needs money. It doesn’t matter what it’s for, Katie. If you make a deal with the devil for your soul and lose, he will take it. Well, in this case, I’m the devil. They made the deal, I was just following through with the soul taking part.” Her nose tips up, and her eyes grow with a fire that makes my dick ache.

But which situation made her sign The Baby Contract too with the Devil. DAVE BLACK.

His words only made Nora run faster as she cried invisible tears. God! Why couldn’t she just stop getting herself into trouble with the devil? The end…

When my mind was finally able to process his words, my eyes went wide in realisation. Oh. My. God! Did the devil get hard under my touch? "You don't want your fiancé walking around with hard on now, do you?" He winked as I remained speechless and I think I almost had a heart attack. Did he just wink at me? What is going on with him? Is this all a part of the act as well or is this conversation between us real? Fuck, the lines were already getting blurred for me already and it was not a good sign. ——————————————————————————

And now… Richard. He had made a deal with a devil. And he wasn’t sure who was burning faster—him or the people around him.

As Rebecca's silhouette vanished into the shadows, the red dots on my chest flickered like a countdown to my doom. My mind raced, desperate and cornered. There was only one option left—one that could save me or damn me forever. I had to make a deal with the devil. The only question was... would the devil take it?

“Willing. Dressed in what I provide, I also want proof that she is who you said she is. And I’ll let you breathe.” He nodded so fast it made him dizzy. “Yes. Yes, I’ll make it happen. I swear.” "If she is who you said she is, then I'll give you fifteen million to cut off contact with her". His eyes widened with greed. I leaned down, grabbing him by the jaw. “If she cries,” I said, “I’ll send her back in a box with your name carved on the lid.” And just like that, I made a deal with the devil. But I didn’t care.

expressionless face gave away nothing. She took the paper, her eyes scanning the document. The rules remained the same, but Collins had added the promises he made yesterday. She took a deep breath, turned to Collins, and said, "I will accept." Collins' eyes widened in surprise. "Who is this lady?" he thought, impressed by her sudden change of heart. "On one condition," Isabelle continued calmly, "you will clear my name as a wanted criminal after the deal has expired." Collins smirked, nodding in approval. "You're a smart one, I'll give you that." Isabelle signed the contract, her hand shaking slightly. She remembered the tarot reader's ominous words, but pushed them aside. "It's just a year

This wasn’t over. She may have been claimed, punished, and locked in a house full of shadows, but her heart still burned with something he couldn’t strip from her. And Dante Calhoun would learn that eventually— Even the devil can bleed.