A Deal With The Devil Novels & Stories

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.

Sierra liked that deal and planted a kiss on his lips. “You’ve got yourself a deal, Dr. Leek.”

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.”

No greeting, just straight to business. I didn't reply to him, knowing he was having fun. He soon sent another message. The Devil: I am glad you made the right choice. I look forward to this collaboration. The terms and agreement are still the same. All you need to do is take your time to read through it. The deal was done. I felt like I sold my soul to the devil to gain wealth, or did the devil always have it in his hands?

And I stood there— phone still pressed to my ear— knowing with absolute certainty— that I'd just made a deal with the devil. Or something worse