A Deal With The Devil Novels & Stories

The Devil Negotiates. Sienna’s POV The world around me felt suffocating that it felt like it was going to explode. I have been given a deal that seems harmless. A deal that felt like I was benefiting from. But of course, the devil doesn’t give you a cake without asking for your heart later. I did a deep dive on the man that presented me with an ultimatum.

“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!”

“How do you know about the deal?” I could tell that question had been at the tip of his tongue all this while. “I read your lips,’’ I confessed. “Hmm–’’ he sniffed again and I shivered. “You want me to turn down five hundred million dollars for a flimsy hope of you making more? I don’t think so.” “No, I want to make a deal with the devil.” He smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. “A deal over a deal? Since you’re so confident, here’s my deal. Make me six billion in six months? That's the only way I won't sell you off.”

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. I'm officially Dealing with Trouble.

"You'll never know what it's like to be at the point of contentment, enjoying those who are helpless under my control." "You're a devil," said the man with the light brown beard with a laugh. "It's good that Hillarious is under my leadership, not its original owner, who always got his hands dirty with some pretty vile things." "Are you looking for a dishonorable dismissal, Victor?" Damian asked in a cold tone. Victor laughed again. "If I wasn't here, I'm sure you'd have a lot of run-ins with the law. There aren't any major players in the underworld focusing on education and the future of children in NorthDerm."

The way he told me not to move on—but looked like he was praying I wouldn't give up. I turned to the table by my right and picked up a pen. “Why do I feel like I’m making a deal with the devil?” I murmured, signing the paper. I felt him smile as he said, “Maybe you are.”

After all, he was someone who would work very hard to achieve his own dreams. However, he didn't know that he would have his dreams dashed after tomorrow. The next day, I was happily playing by the beach. When I got back to the shore, I realized that Aaron had called me at least a hundred times. Since he'd signed the divorce papers without giving me any trouble yesterday, I decided to play nice and return his calls. "Katrina Sanders, you evil witch! Didn't you say that we should end on a good note? Why did you have to go and play that video of Rachel and me just as we were about to get listed? The whole world has seen it! The company failed to get listed!"

Conrad said with a small pleasing smile appearing on his face, "I was worried that woman took away my brother's ruthlessness, but I guess she will be the one to bring out the devil in you," "I don't want him dead; you can send some men to torture him, but you must ensure he doesn't know who is doing this to him, like a subtle warning so he knows better to stay away from my wife. I have any problems on my mind for me to think about a man trying to take Lindsay away from me," I turned on the swivel chair to look out the window. "I suspect that my intuition about Lindsay cheating on me might be true."

“But you’ll find, Miss Hart, that my world doesn’t operate on simple rules. Be prepared for complications.” “I can handle it,” Ava said, though she wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince him or herself. Damien stood, extending his hand. “Then we have a deal.” Ava hesitated before shaking his hand, her stomach churning. As his fingers closed around hers, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had just made a deal with the devil.

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?