Selling Soul Contract Novels & Stories

I am also looking to merge the advertising company with the publishing company once it is off the ground. The owners of the company didn’t receive us with smiles on their faces which was understandable. No one enjoys parting with something they built from the scratch, but they have got no option. The company is in huge debt and they risk being foreclosed if they don’t sell quick, and I am their saviour. “The price you are asking is really low,” one of the owners tried to complain, an unhappy look on his face. “At least take it up by 10%,” he tried to lobby.

I stood up and took a steps to leave already but I froze when I heard what he have said. “Be my girlfriend and I’ll pay you.” I held my bag tightly without looking back at him. “I’m going to pay you half million if you’re going to sign this contract.” I looked back at him and turn my eyes at the papers on the table. Half million? I forced myself to smile, “Thanks for the offer, but no.” After I said that, I walked straight to go out of the coffee shop. It’s a big money, I know he can pay me with a half million because he’s earning already by doing a concert and gigs, plus the fact that they have a business.

"I can't—there's nothing, there's nothing to give you, I don't know who they are, I swear on my life—" "You already sold your life once." I let go of his ruined hand and picked up the pliers from the table, turning them once in the light so he could get a good, long look. "Let's see what else you've got to trade." He thrashed against the restraints, sobbing, begging in fragments that didn't form full sentences anymore, and I was reaching for his other hand when the door opened. One of my men stepped halfway in, out of breath. "Sir. Ethan just called. He's got something, a lead, from a club house downtown. Says it's solid and you need to see it now."

he said to her, and the atmosphere immediately turned awkward as Celine didn't know how to reply. Christopher cleared his throat before telling her to sit down. "So, you accepted my offer?" he asked her slowly, as he didn't want to scare her before they even started. "What are you offering?" She decided to play oblivious until she knew if she could really do it. She needed a place to stay, but she was not going to sell herself. "I need a wife but just for a while. It will be just for show, and we will have a contract." "This contract... Do I get a say in it?" She asked

It has been on my mind to collect the house and sell it for a while now, but the contract said I have to live in it for three months before selling it. I agree to live in it for three months under the pretense of being married to Mr Gary. “I’ll leave you now” he said to me. “Oh wait, please come check out the house with me,” I pleaded with him. He agreed to come along. We got there and the house was better than I imagined, it screamed luxury and I wondered how much it’ll cost. I sat on a cushion bouncing to see how soft it was. Mr. Gary looked at me with amusement and smiled with his eyes.

he flips to a different page, "has offered to be a 'wife' for the period of one year with all the customary wifely responsibilities, including housekeeping and suchlike, as well as.... other duties. We have had a few similar contracts in the past. They can be a great success for both Buyer and Seller. Sometimes the girls renew the contracts or even marry their purchasers." "May I?" I flick the brochure pages until I find the right page. "And this girl? Charlotte?" The sales rep looks closely at the image "Oh yes, Sir. There's been a lot of inquiries about her. I think the strength of her appeal is obvious in the photos." "And her contract?" "In the case of Charlotte, she has agreed to anythi

"Why won't you forgive me, Jolene? I love you!" I chuckled mirthlessly. "I'm sick of loving you, though." He stared at me for a long while before slowly turning and leaving. Shortly after this incident, the realtor called and told me someone had bought the apartment without even negotiating the price. When I signed the digital contract, Shawn's name was indicated on the buyer's side. Instead of looking for more information, I signed the contract and waited for the money to arrive. Time flew, and life went on. It was simple but happy.

"It’s art." Zeke turned around, his gaze piercing. "I have an offer for you." Xielle had to tilt her head back just to meet his eyes; she barely reached his chin, making her feel small yet strangely protected by his shadow. "I want you to terminate your contract with Beauty Glam," he said, his voice dropping an octave as he looked down at her. "I’ll double the offer. Be my local endorser for Z Luxury." Xielle’s eyes widened. "Are you crazy?"

"You just have to stick to the mission. You are in the perfect position to get those files." "I don't work for you, and I won't do it!" Freya said firmly. Mr. Grant went silent for a moment. He looked at her with a chilling calmness. "I’ve tried to be nice, Freya. I’ve tried to be patient. But I think it’s time we did this the hard way." He snapped his fingers at the man holding the umbrella. "Bring me the contract." The man reached into a leather briefcase and pulled out a thick file. On the front, in bold black letters, it read: THE SEDUCTION CONTRACT.

I deserved the best. "Are you ready?" she asked. Her voice was like honey. "Once you sign and walk through that back door, there is no going back. The contract is binding." . I picked up the pen. It's just one afternoon, One afternoon for a lifetime of better views. My hand was shaking so hard I could barely hold the pen, but I pressed it to the paper anyway. I was selling my soul, or at least my dignity, but the gleam of the Titanium phone in the display case made me feel like I was doing the right thing. I deserved to be seen. After all they may never see me again.