Demonic Contracts Novels & Stories

I frowned, “Why would any human in their right mind want to make a demon posses over them?” He smirked, “Power, immortality. You name it. And when under a contract, if the human, like me, states their terms clearly, then the demon will have to follow them. Asphalt can’t take over my body until I give him the permission to. In return, I provide him the host and the mechanism to feed. Simple.” That was…a lot. “Alright, I guess that was a lot of information for the day. How are you going to do the work in Underworld?” I asked.

"I can remove the chain later. Let me rest for an hour. And I assure you, tomorrow will be the last time you'll feel the connection with the demon they made a deal with." Damien summoned a book from the Eternal since he already had his connection back. He skimmed through the book which may answer his questions about his thoughts connected to Mara and Shane. Shane can't get his eyes off his dagger. Is forming a contract with a low ranked demon worth it? Because just like what Mara said, he's not so sure anymore if they can still save his soul. But the contract has been formed before they knew it, so he has no choice now but fill the end of his bargain.

Akuji watched me carefully, appearing surprised that I did not understand how it worked, but Demetri just turned to me to patiently explain. "It is basically an employment contract. It is similar to how when something breaks, a human doesn't just wish it fixed and then it is. They have to hire someone to fix it. When a curse is placed, a demon is contracted out to meet the terms of the curse. It appears Akuji here was assigned to your case." The way he huffed when he said her name made me happy. I no longer felt I had to worry about him lusting over the woman who sat across from us.

Doll rode the horrible howl that escaped Lexi's throat focusing on summoning a few lone tulips from a nearby, mostly destroyed rooftop garden. "But your soooooul!" Lexi whined as he started the magick required to grant Doll's request and seal the contract. "Lexi," Doll gently petted his fur and whispered. "What happens when the contract comes due? The Black Devil gets my soul. Guess what? He already has that and my heart. I tricked you to get the power I needed." "That was... you are scarier than most Demons I know. But just rest. There are quite a few toms that know what to do to help you at Jinx's. I've done as you wished, worry about you now."

I will pay her bills and endure her feisty ass while protecting her. Then in return, her body will be exclusively mine to enjoy, devour and use as I please. That's all there is to it. No more, no less. This is just another business transaction and the terms of the contract can't be breached. Luckily for me, it won't be hard sticking to the contract since my heart is the legendary stone-cold heart of Las Vegas. I steeled my face feeling relieved now that I have gotten myself together. I walked into the room and grabbed the contract, walking calmly towards her.

Sol all but cackles at me while blood drips down his finger. Is demon blood toxic to witches? Fuck, I hope not. He holds the contract up and swipes his bloody thumb across the paper. It lights up in his hands, the deal being sealed as both of our blood soaks into the parchment. It poof into the air, leaving a small cloud of smoke in its wake. Sol turns back to me and smiles. "Finally."

He was trapped in the corner now, but at least he was standing. "You see, I need you to be a good boy and cum for me. I'm under contract to suck out your soul and return to my Master. I've done this dozens of time." Lily pulled a nail file from thin air, twirling it in her hand. "However, I can't kill you until you fuck me. That's demonology 101. If I take a mortal life outside of the bounds of my contract, I end up as dust, a victim of the Divine. If you don't fuck me, I have to trap you here for roughly six years, or until the poison I hit you with wears off."

I licked my lips, “How do you all know there was a demon or devil?” He snickered sarcastically, “Initially, no one would believe that but when you live your life as a Vincenzo, you start to believe the contract is real.” He stopped, “It’s more like a curse really. Everyone calls it a curse…” “...” Soft wind blew, making my hair come to my face so I tucked them behind my ear again, “Do you know what the contract says?” He nodded, “Wealth, power, fame,” He clicked his tongue, “In exchange for tormenting misery.” He glanced at the church, “A bit of added twisted personality too.”

"Any basic explanations you can give will work." Lao wasn't aware of what Elijah was doing. He thought this was simply curiosity, and nothing more, which caused him to hesitate a bit. "Basic strength increase." Lao started. "That's if it's not fully activated. Sorry, but most hellspawn contracts are fairly similar, with the main differences usually being the cost." "What's yours cost?" Elijah asked. "If you don't mind telling me, I know it's rude to ask." "It's actually pretty funny," Lao said with a smile, surprising Elijah. "My contract makes me sterile."