Devil's Contract Novels & Stories

It was a big price to pay but it was worth it to have Willow in my arms. "Yes. I will do as you ask." Valcon's eyes grew big with excitement. He clapped his hands together. "Excellent. Return to room and wait for us to send for you again. We will make all the arrangements." He turned back to the others. "Brothers we must prepare for war. We will finally have what we have always wanted." Dante walked forward and lead me and Jonas out of the room. We made our way back to the room in silence once more. I knew that I had just made a deal with the devil, well with five devils but Willow would soon be mine forever.

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…

Are they some kind of a big ass organization, where bastards like Cole gather? When I turned to look at the devil, my confusion grew. He was just staring at the in front silently, like he was afraid he’d lost his sight out of him. I wanted to ask him questions, but he looks like he’s going to implode at one touch. He’s standing completely still, while his eyes are fixed on the old man with an intensity I’ve never seen before. The casual, smirking Cole I know is gone. He’s looking deadly. The politician—or whatever he is—wraps up his speech with a practiced smile. “Please, enjoy the rest of the evening.” He stepped down, and the room erupted into polite applause.

saying he cheered himself While others gave confused smile, but next instant they were surprised and shock listening to him Sinha and play Piano 'Baby I wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel Ever since a child he grew up listening to love Heard the stories of Devil's how they were smitten Heard the stories of Angel's how they fallen on earth Never once he believed that Angel's are real and Devil's get's it one He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Dev

My eyes caught the bold letters on the front — Marriage Contract. My chest tightened. “What is this?” I asked, my voice shaky. Luca leaned back in his chair. “This is how we make things official, Sofia. You’re going to marry me.” For a moment, I thought I heard wrong. I blinked, trying to process his words. “You’re joking… right?” “I never joke,” he said flatly. “You sign this contract, and your father stays alive.” My throat went dry. “What do you mean stays alive?”

Carlos's POV I watched her hand tremble as she slid the signed contract across the ebony table. The ink of her initials E.B. still glistened, and the sight of it sent a dark thrill straight through my veins. She was mine. One hundred million dollars' worth of fire and fear and reluctant beauty, now bound to me in black and white. The deal was done. She completely belonged to the Devil now.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

"Don't look at me like that. At least you get to see your sister." "Stefan—" I began to rise, but he stopped me. He sat up, took off his T-shirt, and began to wipe me clean. He didn't speak as he did, and once he was finished, he pulled the dress down to cover me. "The change, Veronica," he said. "It's not the date. It's something else." I sat up, the look in his eyes a warning. "It's an amendment to the contract." "What amendment?" I asked, knowing what he'd tell me, what he'd agreed to, it would be a betrayal of me.

But it was also offering her a lifeline, however dangerous. She placed her hand in his, ignoring the electric jolt that shot up her arm at the contact. "Deal." Later, as she signed the contract, Maya couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just made a deal with the devil himself. A devastatingly handsome devil with an Italian accent and eyes that seemed to see right through her carefully constructed defenses. What she didn't notice was the way Luca watched her sign, a flicker of something beyond professional interest crossing his face—something that made Sophia raise an eyebrow in silent warning.

ROSE Rum quickly searched the second scroll he’d picked up earlier while he explained, ‘I remember reading it. The dark whims must’ve struck a deal with my uncle.’ A deal? I arrived beside him, watching his finger scroll across the page. ‘Like a contract?’ ‘Yes!’ Rum unrolled some more and scanned the paragraphs. ‘I remember reading it… it must be here somewhere….’ ‘Kinda like the Ghostrider.’ I still feel surreal about the idea. ‘Or Doctor what’s his name, who made a pact with the devil and sold their souls for something—that kind of deal?’