Asmodian's Contract Novels & Stories

The client hadn’t shown up yet. “I want to buy this place, so I’m meeting with the owner to see if she would consider selling to me.” “She?” Now I was curious to see who the owner was. We waited for quite a while until a sweet server came over and brought us a bottle of wine on the house. “Mr. Moore, I’m sorry, but she won’t be joining you this evening. She sends her regards.” Dominic nodded sullenly, and I noticed him grinding his teeth together. I placed a hand on his sleeve and raised an eyebrow at him.

I said. The garden went so still that I could hear the water strike the fountain stones behind her. Daciana looked from me to Conri, then back to the contract that made both men’s offers feel suddenly dangerous. Conri’s jaw tightened, but he did not speak, and I respected him more for that than I wanted to admit. “The contract says if I failed to bind you willingly, Adolphus would awaken Ashina to finish what Sassaba began,” I continued. Daciana’s face changed slowly, and the horror there made the mate bond twist with pain beneath my ribs.

"Then thank me later." He held out one of his hands. "Sure, as long as you promise me something in return." I shuddered. He wanted a contract. That was not a good idea. Everyone knew that contracts with Asmodeus could not be broken - because besides the prince of lust, he was also the lord of all contracts. The retainer of the threads and the heir to the funeral memories. In the end, there was a reason Asmodeus was so powerful.

Her face steeled into an emotionless polite mask and she tilted her head up to him with a weak smile just as his princess daughter should. Arsen cleared his throat, handed Damien a pen with the contract. While Damien was mechanically signing whatever Arsen had put in front of him, Ada was doing the same following the Beta’s lead. Both of them were thankful for Arsen’s business mindset and taking the lead. Andre had moved to a window and was standing with relaxed poise in every part of his body. As soon as the paperwork was finished, Arsen stood up and informed the room that he would email copies of the contract and put in motion everything necessary.

“Don’t be naive, Harvey! “I didn’t want to fight you before because I was trying to conserve energy! I didn’t want anyone to take advantage of me! “Do you really think you can go against me if we go all out? “You want to cripple me?! “If you know what’s good for yourself, then hand the beads over already! “I’ll allow you people to leave if you do! “But if not, then not just you… “Everyone present here will suffer because of you!” Amos finally revealed his true colors when he looked wretched and crazed. Harvey heaved a sigh. “I would’ve treated you differently if you admitted your loss… “We already signed a contract. “And yet you’re here playing small tricks with me? Are you stupid or somethi

I said, my voice rising in disbelief. Andreas smirked, a cold edge to his smile. "I’m not asking you. I’m informing you. And I’m going to give you the contract I signed with Ashton so you can read through it and find the part where it details the consequences for breaking the contract which Ashton did when she made you pretend to be her." I was about to protest further, but Andreas’s expression left no room for argument. I turned on my heel and left the room, slamming the door behind me in frustration. My heart pounded as I hurried to Ashton’s room, my mind racing with anxiety.

Lucian stared at the picture he had taken while she slept the day she walked into his room drunk, and a smile crossed his face, “She’s different. She’s not just any woman. Not that you’d understand.” Asher pressed his lips into a thin line as he held onto his thoughts. “I brought you the contract, You can read through it and let me know if you need me to change or add anything,” Lucian said as they sat on the couch which was on the balcony. Asher, Lucian’s right-hand man, walked over and gave him the contract which was inside a brown envelope, and he passed it to Amara. “I can take a look and sign it when I’m home.” Amara responded, but Lucian shook his head as he stood and leaned closer his

Both took a shower, with the man washing her, he was half an hour later, with his best suit, leaving the door, where they both turned around. - Take me to your boss, I want to negotiate with him. - The man said, handing the zombie in his hands. Both with a smile on their faces, they achieved their intention. As they saw it, Horus Delphos, beside his retinue of lawyers, sat around a table, while contracts were spread there. - Are you prepared for a deal and a contract? – Amasteus questioned there, around him, a table where there are several demons wearing suits, so that they didn't need to convince him of anything else.

Mosi borrowed the money and signed the contract himself, and judging by his appearance at the time, it did not look like he was in any danger. This contract should be officially protected by the Central Sacred Continent. “There is no problem with the contract and the video. It is only natural to pay back the debt, so you should pay back the money! Otherwise, you can only mortgage the tavern to Black Water. After all, the owner of this tavern is Mosi Allen. He borrowed the money and signed the contract himself, so he has to be responsible for his actions,” said the law enforcer. “Thank you, my Lord, for being just and strict!” The leader of Black Water said happily.

I question, “And if it doesn’t work?” She laughs, “I guarantee it will, Cassian. And if it doesn’t, then you don’t owe me anything. Okay?” I nod my head, “Okay.” She turns her head to look at me. Her eyes blazing red and she smiles as she brings out a contract and says, “Sign on the line, Cassian, and you’ve got a deal.” A small part of me knows that I shouldn’t go through with this… but I ignore it as I pick up the pen and sign my name: Cassian Stark.