Asmodian's Contract Novels & Stories

“When I’m done using you, the game ends. The contract lasts one year— long enough for me to get my inheritance. I’ll give you a percentage as compensation. Understand, Sir?” Caleb looked horrified, but Mr. Asher lifted a hand to stop him. “Are you absolutely sure?” he asked. “Yes.” “Hm. Okay.” “S‑Sir!” Caleb protested, disbelief plain on his face. “It’s settled,” Asher said. I stood and offered my hand. “We’ll meet again in fourteen days.” “Alright, my wife.” Instead of shaking, he lifted my hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. My eyes widened. A jolt of electricity shot through me; I yanked my hand away, cheeks burning.

Contracted to the wrong Alpha Chapter 78 Lex's Pov Her scent still lingered around but I couldn't sense her around, it made Xander worry and Disturbed. I was supposed to visit Green Howling pack to settle our agreement over the death of their father and White Crisps for rejecting the proposal after our agreement, even a part of me knew that Jason was was behind it, proving sturbborn as fuck despite lacking the necessary resources to maintain the pack.

And then I told him about Damien. "I signed the contract," I said, my voice cracking. "I signed a marriage contract with Damien Black. He's going to save the company. He's going to make sure everything you built doesn't crumble. But I have to marry him. I have to live with him, for twelve months."

I suggested and even though I had no intention of ever letting her go, I knew that was the only way that I could get her to agree. But she suddenly pulled out a white paper and placed it on my desk; she pulled out a pen but pierced herself hard on her thumb and carefully waited for her blood to drip into the pen, and once it was to her satisfaction, she began to draft out the contract with her blood. “What are you doing?” My curiosity piqued as I stared at this strong woman who had been through a lot yet she seemed so determined not to give up on herself. “There is no loophole for a contract signed with blood!” She announced, and even with the darkness in her eyes, I knew that I had let her

He gently wiped his eyes as he cleared his throat. "If I don't only have chosen to find someone for the contract, I would have already freed you, but in these circumstances, you are already linked to me, the moment I let you have my blood to save you that night, is like signing the contract." My eyebrows arched as I tried to scrutinize his words. Contract what? His blood to save me? What is he talking about? "Take this as my advance apology. " He handed me a book. As I focused my eyes on it, I can't help but widened it. I snatched it from his hands then hugged it tightly.

"The Foundation's mission is to use the ACSC technology to deliver sustainable infrastructure to vulnerable nations. You have the strategic mind to manage that global rollout. Use it for good, Declan, or rot in a cell." ​After three agonizing hours of negotiation, where Declan tried to claw back minor concessions, all of which were vetoed by a unified Damian and me he signed the contract. His defeat was absolute. He walked out of the Richard Tower not as a prisoner, but as a man legally sentenced to be an unwilling instrument of ethical redemption.

“Oh, if I see it, it's Amasteus. - Asmodeus said, when approaching the palace, he was in the fortress of Darkness. – I know your game. – The demon said. - What you want? – At that time, it was Amasteus who asked. I want to play too. – Asmodeus said. - And what do you want in return? – This time was Sasha's question. - Influence and a planet. – Asmodeus said. - Let's make a contract. – Amasteus said. - Well then. – Asmodeus said. - You speak in front of everyone, you command armies, I've seen you declaring your power. - Tenebra said.

Our nonchalant glutton. I did not acknowledge them any more than looking at them and, in turn, focused my attention on Asmodeus. Despite dropping him, he seems to have no reaction and was just staring at me with his big doll blue eyes behind those pink lashes of his. I kneel before him and offer him my hand. “What do you say? Do you want to form a pact with me?” “No.” He says after a long and dramatic pause, averting his gaze as his face gradually turns a shade of red.

Idamus looked worried. “I currently have her contract holder, Scott McGowen within these walls and will be summoning her Demon Lord…I didn’t think it safe for her to be anywhere near here tonight.” “Oh, I see…that’s a shame for me…however I offer my services to you in this ritual.” Ruben drew back in surprise. “There is no need for you to do that, Idamus…your warlocks were more than enough last time.” “Never the less, I am here so you might as well use me…”