I Made A Deal With The Devil Mga Nobela at Kwento

And I’d crossed a line I couldn’t uncross. A deal with the devil had been made. And I could only pray it didn’t destroy me.

,she said, ignoring his previous question. Xavier frowned. Making a deal with the devil was never a good idea. The devil was cunning, abusive and had a sugar tongue. He would turn every deal he made to be in his favour and wouldn't care who got hurt in the process. Xavier knew this, yet he was curious to know what deal the devil wanted to make. "What deal?",he asked finally. Hades smile bloomed into a triumphant smirk. "How far is your progress with getting the girl you desire?",he asked casually.

If this is the only way to make Blake and his family pay for everything I’ve been through, I’ll take it with both hands. “I… I accept.” I whispered. When he turned back to me, the smile on his face wasn’t supposed to be handsome at all. But chilling as it was, it was devastatingly handsome. “Good choice, Scarlett.” “I have conditions.” I blurted before thinking. Because when making a deal with the devil, you have to be wise enough to give yourself some wiggle room, And I definitely just made a deal with the devil. His smile broadened. “Oh? Let’s hear it then.”

I belted angrily while I try my best to escape from his hold, yet he is so strong. "Mia, calm down! Well, do you remember that you signed, I signed? And, it is a deal. Moreover, I have told you that you can't win even before you made the contract. So... Well... Just accept your defeat. Why don't you want to be working for me though? I mean, I am nicer than I could ever be to you. Just you. Please? We could be a great team. Alright?" He explained and tried to calm me down with his bright smile, and I just scoffed as I really can't believe that I fucking made a deal with the devil. A deceiving evil person. But, was it my fault that I have insisted and dealt with him? I think it's not.

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.

“This is sin. This is disgrace. This is shame!” “Isaac!” my mother said softly, tears already in her eyes. “Please…” He ignored her. His eyes stayed locked on me, sharp and unforgiving. “You went out there, you got corrupted. This is what happens when you leave your family, your church. You let the devil in!” I stood up, trembling but defiant. “It’s not the devil, Dad! It’s me! It’s who I am!” His hand hit the table again, harder this time. “No it’s not!”

he murmured, his voice like silk over steel. "I want you to please me every night. Be my personal… companion. Be my sex doll." My breath caught. And just like that, I realized—I had made a deal with the devil.

“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.

SYDNEY Making a deal with the Devil was the only way I could describe what I was about to do. However, it didn't give the act justice because this man was worse than the Devil and deep down I knew it; everyone knew it. It was why my father was more against this idea than when I told him about creating an alliance with the hunters — which I still thought I could make possible given the time.

"I've seen the devil. And I've made a deal with him." He raises an eyebrow, his gaze assessing me with a practiced, assessing gaze. "Vasily?" I nod, the name a poison on my tongue. "We met. We talked. And we made a deal." "What kind of deal?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous whisper. "Adrian, what did you do?"