A Deal With The Devil の小説・ストーリー

One had to go head-on-head with him and hope not to get your neck broken. "Like you said Sofia, I'll make a deal with the devil and come back" He responded almost with no change in his expression but I found myself smiling foolishly like a stupid girl. It was heartwarming to hear him repeat my words. "So you do love my joke?" I drew closer to him with a smirk at the corner of my lips and instead of responding to my question, he said the unexpected. "You want a deal? I'll give you one" My eyes popped. He was agreeing to the deal? Of course, he's the unpredictable Dev-- handsome devil.

Jonathan's pictures flashes before her eyes, she is beginning to see the devil himself. Emery pulled out her suit and handed it over to Camila, “I hope this helps,” she sighed. “About the prenuptial contract, I didn't —” Camila didn't want to hear any word of it, she raised her hands interrupting Emery's sentence, “It's all over, I won't marry Darren.” Her heart wrenching smile made Emery sad. “He never loved me, I had grown with this impression that he loves me, it seems he had been manipulating me from the very beginning.”

GINA "WHAT THE FUCK!" "You're yelling, sweetheart," he said calmly as he leaned back on his seat and grinned sinisterly. "Don't call me that!" "Does that mean we don't have a deal?" he asked. "You brought negotiation to me and I've just told you my terms. You only have to do as I say and you get what you want. You could also refuse and go home empty-handed and dejected. It's your choice." "Anything but that, please," I said, feeling defeated. "I don't want to be anyone's slave."

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

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.

Even if it meant playing dirty, even if it meant betraying everything I once swore to protect, I shouldn't miss it for anything. After a long silence, I nodded, “I’m in.” That instant, she turned to face me as her smile widened, “Excellent,” she purred. As the words left her mouth, a chill crawled down my spine because I had just made a deal with the devil. And I didn’t know if I would come out alive on the other side.

And I’d crossed a line I couldn’t uncross. A deal with the devil had been made. And I could only pray it didn’t destroy me.

“You lied to bury me.” Amaiya hissed, “You abandoned me.” “I was taken,” he said simply. “And you made a bargain with the devil to hide it.” Rowan. The name hung between them like smoke. Amaiya backed away, her eyes glinting with fear or madness. “He’ll kill you all for this.” I stepped forward, fire burning faint blue across my skin. “No, Amaiya. This time, he’ll watch you burn.” Amaiya screamed, trying to summon power, but nothing came. The bond she’d used was gone with Rowan’s shadow.

he says quietly. His voice isn’t angry. It’s final. “You’ve crossed a line,” he continues, leaning in just enough that I have to tilt my chin up to meet his gaze. “You didn’t just choose war. You didn’t just choose me.” His eyes lock onto mine, unblinking. “You made a deal with the devil.” The words should scare me. They don’t. I smile. Slow. Deliberate. Honest. “Good,” I say softly. “I’ve never trusted angels.”

***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.