Devil's Contract Novels & Stories

I honestly cannot picture the Devil being much worse than this man that ice seen do despicable things to his wife that he claims to love and to his biological daughter, the Devil will have to bring some mean competition to beat this man. "I'll do you one, you don't mess up my deal I don't mess up your mother, do we have an agreement?" He offers like the Devil he is, he mock offers a handshake and I refuse to touch him, he insists, staring me deep in the eyes with his palm stretched out toward me, tired of the eye contact I reach out and shake the old Devil's wrinkled hand.

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

As she felt the shift of time and the start that comes with the following words. “WELL, WELL, WELL. WHO DO WE HAVE HERE?” The voice and the tone that is about to offer the most tempting contract. A devil that is an expert with straight stars and A’s to his belt. The top trickster of a devil, and somewhat the protégée of Anzu. Daniela opens her eyes and sees the little contract unfold with Kyle, no Ramiel as the devil and the lowly victim is Alliah. “Shall we begin?” “Who are you?”

He’s a Playboy escort. “I’m offering you a deal. We both help each other and deal with our problems until they’re solved. I won’t accept your money. You can keep it.” My eyes widen in disbelief. “But remember,” he proceeds. “Once you invite the devil into your home, you don't get to ask him to leave until the contract is up.” He stretches his hand forward. “Deal?”

the devil called as Natalia and I marched past the waiting line of souls. As we walked back down the steps of the spire, Natalia stayed next to my side. I slid the contract up my sleeve and commanded it to hide beneath my skin. I turned my hand to see that tattoo of a star with a circle around it. I motioned it up my arm. I was never bargaining another contract away from me again. "I can't believe you just made a deal with the devil for me." I smiled tightly. "Neither can I."

As I began to flip through the pages, I almost immediately realized that the 'deal' I'd entered into with the man was much more that I'd bargained for. I fell against the counter, my legs shaking. "Fuck you. Fuck you, asshole." I had to be hallucinating. I took several deep breaths, trying to calm my nerves. After reading voraciously for several minutes, I tossed the contract onto the table, hissing from the rage that was all encompassing. This wasn't just a deal with the devil. This was giving him my life for several months. The caveat? If I followed the contract to the letter, all my sins would be absolved.

“You look like someone who just made a deal with the devil.” I walked past her and dropped onto the couch without a word. She followed, eyebrows raised. “Spill.” I tossed the contract onto her lap. She skimmed through the pages, whistling low. “He wasn’t kidding.” “Nope.” “You actually signed a marriage contract with Andrew Walker. Girl…” She shook her head. “You’re either the smartest person alive or completely unhinged.” “Both.” She looked up, frowning. “Wait. What happened? Why do you look like someone just shot your dog?”

“I’m… trying.” He stepped closer, each movement deliberate, his presence overwhelming. “Good,” he said. “I want you to understand every word. Every line. Every consequence. There will be no surprises.” “Yes…” Her throat was tight. “But this… it’s insane. I can’t… I can’t belong to anyone like this. Not… not like this.” She was reading the contract. the rules that was in there. She couldn't accept her fate to be like this. “You can’t?” His lips curved into a faint, cruel smile. “Dream on”

“For the next four months, you belong to me. That means you do what I say.” “That’s not what the contract says,” Laura argued, though she wasn’t sure. “The contract says you agree to follow my rules, live in my house, and do what I tell you,” Scott reminded her. “I’m telling you to stop seeing Lily.” “You can’t control who I see,” Laura said, getting angry too. “Actually, I can,” Scott said. “Read the contract, Laura. You signed away your freedom for six months.”