Devil's Contract Novels & Stories

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?’

“Marriage isn’t a business deal.” Lucas’s mouth curved not a smile, but something colder. More dangerous. “In my world,” he said, “everything is a business deal.” _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Deal with the Devil The contract sat between them, thin sheets of paper that weighed more than a tombstone. Natasha’s heart pounded so violently she thought Lucas might hear it. She forced her eyes down to the first page, where her name, Natasha Marie Raymond was printed in bold black letters. The terms were simple:

How exactly is it that someone so beautiful could be so evil and cruel at the same time. How could he just sit there so casually, threatening lives without a flinch? I guess they do call him the devil for a reason. And there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. I know what he was trying to do. To humiliate me, to prove that he could be able to get me after what happened in the club the other night. Fine! If that is how he wants to play it. So the devil loves playing games? I'll give him one. “Fine,” I answered and lifted my chin stubbornly, “I will need the money sent immediately. Yes, i fucking be your pet.”

Try not to miss me too much before then. Arrogant bastard. But as I stepped into the elevator and watched the doors c lose on Salvatore Tower, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd just made a deal with the devil himself.

A chilling laughter erupted through the darkness. "It seems you've learnt your lesson." "What do you want?" I snapped, the image of Elisa crying blood not leaving my mind. "Stop looking for that shaman." He demanded. I turned to where his voice came from, only to see a thick black fog at that spot. "And if I say no?" "I would bring your death faster than you imagine." Hearing his reply I smirked. "If there's one thing I have learnt over the years of my research, the devil can't break an already made contract."

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."

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

"C'mon now, I'm trying to level down here you are one of my finest creations and you've been collecting the most number of souls in the past centuries. Don't tell me you're losing your touch?" "They don't call me the all-mighty Supreme Being Contractor for nothing," I self-proclaimed. Well, maybe I made up some of those words so I would look cooler than I already am, and additional self-praise is not such a bad thing. I force myself with a fake smile and hand him over the contract. "You know how this works, signed here and we've got ourselves a deal." I took out my dagger to make a small cut on his index finger, so he could sign the contract using his blood, but he is the Devil so he uses hi

“I said I wanted to break you. This is part of it.” His hand splayed over my stomach, heavy and claiming. “For the next five years,” he said quietly, “your body is mine. Your time is mine. Your safety is mine. That’s what you signed. That’s the contract.” My throat closed. “And Julian?” The air went arctic. His hand tightened until I gasped. “If my men find him tonight, he’s dead,” Dante said. No emotion. Just fact. “If he shows up again, I’ll put a bullet in him while you watch. Do you understand?”