A Deal With The Devil Novels & Stories

“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

Life Attempt The penthouse felt heavier after Valentina’s video. Elena couldn’t shake the woman’s poisoned smile or the way her words had sliced through the fragile peace they had clawed back. The real reason it ended… her father’s final deal… a child he was willing to trade. What fresh hell was Valentina preparing to unleash next?

she said, voice low and dangerous, “you can’t have it. Not yet. Since I’m still planning to kill you.” Finn’s lips curved into a wolfish grin. “Want to make a deal?” he asked, sliding his hands to her waist and pulling her close. She felt the hard bulge pressing against her belly, his intoxicating scent filling her senses, setting her heat and desire ablaze. “A deal with the devil sounds tempting if…” he paused, glancing down at his harness and back up at his eyes, “I get your life.” He tilted her chin, pulling her closer until their faces nearly touched. “You can’t kill a devil, baby girl,” he whispered, voice low, dark, teasing.

Intense blue eyes drilling into my gray ones. He whispers against my lips "And every night I want you ready for me. Because that sweet flesh between your legs is mine. And I will have you." I chocked on my breath. "Do we have a deal?" My freedom for my body? Oh well. He is my husband anyway. It would have been unavoidable. "Yes. Deal" I swallow as we shake hands. He releases me and I stand to my feet. As he walks away, I can't help but feel I just made a deal with the devil. ***

***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.

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.

"Because I'm hard for you." "This is a devil's bargain," she mutters. I lean my face down, kiss her jaw, cup one heavy breast with my free hand, weigh it like I wanted to from the first moment I saw her naked. I rub her pussy. "Are you going to come on the devil's hand, then?" I ask. She fists her hands, punches my chest. It doesn't hurt. I wonder if she meant for it to. Probably. It's quiet, the only sound that of her wet arousal.

“Stop, please! This was a mistake. I only wanted a peck on the cheek!” He stepped back a little, scoffing in disbelief. “A peck on the cheek? What? Am I a kid?” Then his eyes glowed as if challenged, and he leaned in towards me. “You should know that the devil never sleeps. You can’t get away with a sneaky peck on the cheek. So the next time, don’t play with fire if you fear getting scorched.” He walked away towards the restaurant. “I need a drink.”

“Do we have a deal?” “Ten million dollars. One million in cash. Four million to the account I will provide, and five million in bitcoin. I’ll call you when to meet, no cops, no extra heads. If I found out you’re bringing your buddies from Osmium, the deal is off. Take your lady friend with you.” “Why?” I stared at Olive, who was looking at me. “If you betray me, I’ll shoot her in the leg to slow you down.” Lynx mouthed. “Ask for proof.”