Demonic Contracts Novels & Stories

Damien clicked his tongue as he prepares something on his laptop. “Here. Click on enter the moment I leave the car. After that, wait for me to enter the place and then count for 60 seconds then follow me. That's a very simple instruction, you should understand.” Chris rolled his eyes at the sarcasm added at the end. “What? I’m telling you, there’s no turning back at this point. You’re with me so we won't fail but you cannot stop once we're through this. So if you're having cold feet then let's stop this instant." Chris bit his lower lip, he can't turn back anymore. The moment he made a contract with the demon, he already knew that there's no turning back.

Daemon frowned. “I mean no disrespect, but is there a reason why I can’t?” I asked, dropping the pen. If there was something shady in play, I’d like to know about it before signing anything. I didn’t want to rope myself into something I wasn’t going to be able to come out unscathed from. Daemon handed me a contract stating that he owned me and that he had the right to do whatever he pleased with my body. It was a modern-day slave contract and he wanted me to sign it without any objections.

This is really starting to get on my nerves. “You were bitten twice by that demon so that has impeded your normal recovery. Those demons are much different than your standard demon. Contracted demons are only Advanced Mages who pushed too far but because of their power levels, they ‘live’ on under contract. They retain a fraction of their magic and use it to take vengeance on living Mages because they are jealous that they lost control and lost everything.” Eldon explained to us. Lovely. I hope that never happens to me. I lay there trying to remember what the demon had said to me, but my memory was hazy, and I was exhausted. “Do we know how close that demon got to camp?” I asked the group qu

2 billion, and he just signed it over to her, apologizing for hurting her. She cried as she told us that she loved him, and that she didn’t know if she could live with herself after what she’d done to him. She’d messed up by falling for the guy, and hard at that, but that she had to complete the contract because his ex-wife’s mental health was really bad, and she was afraid she might hurt herself if she didn’t. She’d given half the money to his ex-wife, so she could never go back to him, and far as she figured, he would hate her for taking all of his money. She said she wanted to die, that she didn’t deserve to live, not after all the terrible things she’d done. That was when I had to step i

Everyone has an evil side, is even born with it, and so they are not innocent. It takes a lot to make a demon's contract really tough and to keep the loopholes as small as possible. Especially since Armageddon kills people and not Louis. ”In the course of time Amon was at least able to get an idea of the way the demons thought, even if he did not understand everything. "But ... still!" Objected Godric. He couldn't believe it was that simple. But unfortunately Amon also took away his last hope of at least being able to stop Louis through the contract. “Lucifer signed the first contract with me. Since this contract was still running and he had concluded the contract with me, the abbot, all fu

When the two palms met, the two streams of blood from the wound instantly merged together. Then, the aura in Samuel's body entered the soul of the demonic dragon, and the black energy in the soul of the demonic dragon also entered the body of Samuel. After a while, their bodies returned to normal. "The soul contract has been completed. Remember, from now on, you have me, and I have you. If either side's soul dies, the other side will also die. You don't have to think about breaking the contract, because except for the two of us, there is no way to break it on one side in the world," the demonic dragon explained softly. There was no previous superiority in its tone, but more helplessness and

“When I was 14, 4 men signed a contract. A pedophile who specializes in unraveling spells and demonic magic, a man old enough to be my grandfather who can dig around in your head and latch on to your chi to compel you, one old enough to be my father who tastes lies and can lock your mind up and make your body a puppet and a dying father who wanted this horror for his son’s legacy, they had more gifts then they liked to reveal but those are the main ones. That contract designed by my father’s wife 4 years after his death stated that willing or not they would bed and bleed me to drink of my life's blood, a sacrifice to the darkness. They cut my palm and used my blood to force my hand to sign m

He immediately clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. "I will accept your offer. Make me your disciple. I will do what you said. I will kill people... so give me the power that people cannot do... angels... and even Lord Rasmus. I have nowhere else to go... I have no one to cling to. You are the only one who comes to me so take my soul!" Linus's shrieking cry made the demon's laughter grow louder. "I see... a demon contract...." the demon said and a cloud of thick smoke that mixed red and black enveloped the surroundings.

Clutching the document, I left the study and headed to the conference room where the Lycanthrope Council was already seated, waiting for me. As I entered the room, their curious gazes turned to me. "Why did you call this meeting, Damien?" one of the council members asked, his tone demanding an explanation. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. Belinda walked into the room, her presence immediately calming my racing heart. I felt a flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, she would understand and support my decision. Clearing my throat, I began the meeting. "I have something important to share with all of you," I said, my voice steady. "I have willed my entire property into Zeta's