Asmodian's Contract Novels & Stories

I look toward the upper level, staring at the closed door where Banks is, my chest pounding heavily with dread. "You look good" Ecclesiastes compliments, his eyes scanning my outfit. "I can't say the same for you," I tease back. His smile widens, taking another step closer to me. Then, he abruptly stops. His eyes drop directly to my neck, and his entire expression shifts from warmth to stark gravity. "I didn't know you were contracted.” "Contracted?" "If I'm not too forward, when will the contract end?" I am officially calling this the night of ultimate confusions. My head throbs.

Mark pointed out the obvious, and Alex's eyes darted towards him. “She will have to, and that is why there will be a written contract which she will be signing so that later on in the future, I won’t have to deal with such nauseating dramas.” He rolled his eyes, and Mark carefully watched his friend, who seemed determined to do what he wanted to. He shrugged in defeat, having nothing to say anymore as it was of absolutely no use. Alex was going to have his ways and would never stop for anyone, and that is who Alexander Ian was.

Her blonde hair circles into tight ringlets that bounced around her face. “Alpha Dane.” Her shrill voice made me wince and I knew my hand had automatically tightened around Alpha Danes. “We were not expecting you yet. I believe the contract stated that you would return after thirty days.” So they had read it. “It also states that I will return within fourteen if I’m not satisfied.” Alpha dane mutters as he give my hand a little squeeze back. “You got what you want!” Luna Cassandra glares at me. “And we have not done anything wrong.”

Not even ashes. The scroll was a contract scroll and a high quality one at that. If the poles had done its work and held down whatever demon that showed up, Anderson had intended to use that scroll to forcibly enter a master-slave contract, with said demon, him being the master of course. The contract would have been a battle with his soul as his wager and the demon’s freedom and his/hers. When he won, the demon would forcibly have to reveal his true name in order to sign the contract. That was how the demon would be bound for all eternity to the holder of the contract. But now…

--- He throws himself on the leather couch on the left side of the room. "She's too normal by our standards, you'd think I was just looking for a woman who looked like Leticia."--- I sit back in my chair, opening my notebook. I put in a very important contract for the company. It has already been reviewed by my lawyers, but I like to read any contract. Many people have tried to cheat me, to make an overpriced contract that would hurt me, but it didn't happen because I always had this habit and always caught it.

My driver just started the engine. “I might reconsider approving the deal,” he called out, making me freeze. “What?” I asked, staring at him. “Now, I’ll only approve it if you’re officially engaged to me,” he declared. I felt the air leave my lungs. I had plans to announce the deal between Weber Group and Marcov tomorrow—his demand was like a bomb going off in my head. "How can you do that after we signed the contract?" I protested. "Well..." He rubbed his chin; his pause made me more annoyed. "It's not mentioned in the contract whether we will be engaged before or after the deal," he said, and I was baffled.

It dawned on him that only those already condemned to damnation could strike such deals with the dark lord. Acknowledging Ove's exceptional prowess in the realm of sin, Asmodeus resolved to take decisive action. With a sense of grim determination, he fixed his gaze upon Ove, his eyes ablaze with dark intent. Employing his formidable powers of mind control, Asmodeus delved into Ove's consciousness, compelling him to divulge the secrets that had remained shrouded in darkness.

I’m just restraining my feeling of disgust towards that demon general or else I might crush his mouth with one single blow. Glade and Deborah take turns in attacking Asmodeus. They alternately give a massive blow to their opponent with their celestial weapon. On the other hand, Asmodeus just keeps on countering their attacks with his weapon. His pet, which is a hybrid of a lion and a dragon, helped him to block Glade’s and Deborah’s attack. Then suddenly, Asmodeus spitted a crimson fire from his human head that made Deborah and Glade quickly retreat from striking him.

"How did you come to own this book? It feels like the Exorcists should have this." "They did, at one point." Asmodeus admitted. "However." He smirked at him. "No one can back down from an enticing deal." He tapped his finger against the cover before he opened it. "Do I dare ask what deal you made?" Zalakai asked him.

He nodded. “Wait a second. You could get someone else to do your bidding. Say that you promise no one will die because of our deal and your minions will also be included.” This time instead of being annoyed, Shedim was impressed. “Alright, here’s the contract.” He brought out a contract from thin air after a few black sparks and placed it on the table after whisking the plates away into oblivion. After reading each and every detail thoroughly, which mainly consisted of what they had talked about. She signed it.