A Deal With The Devil Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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!”

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.

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?

***CHARLOTTE’S POV*** This time, my eyes turned pleading, but he only answered with a devilish smile. It was as if he was reminding me that he had already warned me—once you make a deal with the devil, there’s no going back. But I hadn’t made any deal with the devil. I had given myself to Alexander Vaughn. And right now, he was showing me there was no difference between the two. “Turn for me,” he commanded.

“It's time to switch up the vibe, Mr. Hawthorne. If you won’t come to me, I'll come to you” ****** JULIAN'S POV Killing two birds with one stone is no small feat. I smiled at the camera, my hand clutched in a firm handshake with Dr. Sanders–CEO of Satoshi Empire. The deal finally went through. My blood and sweat is finally paying off. My position has been secured as CEO, and my reputation is no longer tainted. I feel bad for using Adele as bait, but I made her happy in the end, didn't I? Now I can calm down and focus on the things that really matter.

she picked up a photograph of the arms dealer, eyes glittering with contempt “—is already drowning in debt. His empire is a house of cards. All we have to do is pull away the foundation.” She stood, walking to the board, tapping her pen against the faces of their enemies one by one. “Darius. Marek. Serrano. They’ve built their thrones on alliances. We turn those alliances into nooses. We don’t hit them in chaos—we hit them in sequence, cutting off every lifeline until they choke.” Lucian’s lips curved, slow and dangerous. Approval burned in his dark gaze. “She’s right.” Marco gave a low whistle, shaking his head with something between awe and unease. “You’ve turned her into a devil too, boss