How Do You Make A Deal With The Devil Novels & Stories

As Rebecca's silhouette vanished into the shadows, the red dots on my chest flickered like a countdown to my doom. My mind raced, desperate and cornered. There was only one option left—one that could save me or damn me forever. I had to make a deal with the devil. The only question was... would the devil take it?

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

“You have my word. And my word is my bond.” He gave me a nod. “You have yourself a deal.” Little did he know that he had just made a deal with the devil. He would simply be a pawn in the game of revenge that was formulating in my mind.

The demonic cultivation that requires them to sacrifice humans, mostly children and ladies, in order for the group to prosper The most unfortunate thing about this satanic stuff is that each time a sacrifice is made, something great happens, but hilariously, if they kill their loved ones, they get ten times the prosperity. The association is evil to the point that their shrine for worship is twice as big as Gold Villa. The priestess, who is none other than Eis La. According to her, she had a dream, and in her dream, she was ordered to make a human sacrifice, and a change would come.

“You should have thought twice before trying to make a deal with the devil. Once you make a deal with the devil, there's no going back." His voice is so deep and husky. Is he referring to himself as a devil? I can't help but think that he's one. His presence alone is ready to make you tremble in fear. I still wonder where I got the courage to ask this man to be my boyfriend. I always saw him from a distance and the only day I was close to him was the day I asked him to be my boyfriend. I saw a surprised look that flickered in his eyes. I'm sure he was surprised that a girl like me wants to make a deal with him.

“Second, you won’t lie or make any deal with her. Create situations in which you could trick her.” He narrowed his eyes on her. “And you must not try to manipulate her to turn her against me. Which means we must let things follow their natural paths, according to Lily's own choices. You can answer her questions, of course, but never try to make up her mind or beg her not to accept me.” The Devil explained, and Mia thought that was good enough. “If you fail, you’ll leave us be, forever.”

The way he told me not to move on—but looked like he was praying I wouldn't give up. I turned to the table by my right and picked up a pen. “Why do I feel like I’m making a deal with the devil?” I murmured, signing the paper. I felt him smile as he said, “Maybe you are.”

But there was one thought that wouldn’t leave my head. I had made a deal with the devil. And soon, I would have to pay.

In that moment, it felt like I was staring into the eyes of the devil himself. And in the moment, I was willing to make a deal with the devil. “Fine. Make me forget."