Novel & Cerita Selling Soul Contract

He snatched it from me and then looked at the contract before he snapped his finger and the contract glowed. "Well, if that's your problem with it, then how about this: 'Upon any breaking of the contract or refusal to comply with the contract, your soul will immediately be sentenced to the most torturous parts of hell for twenty years and then will be devoured except in the cases of rape by another person or another demon attempting to steal your soul.'" He looked at me and held the contract in his hands. I thought it over and nodded.

"Then you come respectfully. Or you don't come at all." He nodded frantically, scrambling onto his knees. Good. Cathan advanced, placing a neatly printed contract on the bar. "The conditions are simple," he remarked, his voice unruffled. "You only sell to us. No secondhand deals and no fucking leaks. You default, and you disappear. Poof. Understood?" “Yes, I do.” The man swiped blood from his mouth, quivering as his hand trembled. Quickly, he signed off the document. As he scratched out his name, I backed away, getting a glance at a waiter with blond hair walking by.

“The cooperation between parties A and B are based on trust. Suppose the Zea family performs any illegal acts that damage your own credit and reputation. In that case, our Golden Peony Bank can also terminate the contract and make a mandatory purchase of that land in South Hill Plains with the price of twenty million as per this contract!” For the next three minutes, Ford continued to point out a bunch of terms in the contract, and all these conditions were related to purchasing the Zea family’s land in South Hill Plains. The overall conclusion was that, even if the Zea family could raise a fund of twenty million within two days, they would still lose that land. Each of these terms was a tra

“This only confirms that my bet is correct. I won’t change it. Shall we sign a soul contract?” Perthacus stood up with his heart pounding. “Are you sure?” James did not waste words. With a single wave of his hand, a soul contract forged with Zen floated in the air. It emitted a purple-golden light and displayed their bet and conditions. It was infused into James’ Zen. A soul contract was the highest form of trust between cultivators. Once it took effect, any violation would be punished by a mysterious force sealing the soul. It was a price beyond what living beings could endure.

The salesperson replied, "Our manager just sold this house a moment ago, and at double the price." Sophia's anger flared up instantly. “When was it sold? Why did you recommend it to me if it's already sold?” The salesperson hurriedly explained, “No, it was sold in the afternoon.” Sophia became even more furious. “In the afternoon? I paid the deposit at noon and told you to hold this house for me. I was planning to come in the evening to make the payment. You sold the house after I made the deposit? This is a breach of contract.”

There was more to him than ice and steel. * * * SOFIE James grabbed his phone and dialed. “Stephen, revise the contract to two years instead of three, and remove the third clause. Inform Judge Maddox we’re ready. You and Mrs. Williams will serve as witnesses. Bring the contract for signing now.” The words slammed into me like a freight train. I shot to my feet, heart hammering, my pulse a frantic drumbeat in my ears. James stood too, mirroring my movement. My fingers curled into tight fists as my gaze darted up, searching his face.

He asked dropping the paper on the bed. Alexa took it with confusion written on her face. She gulped at the words written on it. "A deal of sale?" She asked looking at him. Mr. Hodge nodded. "Yep. You're gonna sign that contract, and sell me all your shares in that company." Alexa shook her head in disagreement. "That's impossible." "What made it not possible? The contract is right in front of you. All you need to do is grab a pen, and sign on it. It's so easy."

Saul cleaned his hands with the napkin and asked, squaring her in the eye. “Your contract says I can't have a boyfriend and I can't date. But it doesn't prohibit me from talking to a male. Your statement sounds like you're abandoning me from this society like I am an alien who has no right to live here.” Sophia lifted up her hands in the air going hyper. “Stop talking about the fucking contract every time you get an opportunity.” He pulled out one of the drawers from his working desk, showed her a document and tore it to bits. “Happy? Now you and I are not in a contract wedding. You are mine forever and you don't have to pay me anything for your company. I don't make deals with my family.” H

I argued, my heart already pounding against my rib cage as panic kicked in. “It's not about what you believe in. That's the reality, so you have to come to terms with it. I'm here to pass the news to you and also adhere to what was stated on the contract. The agreement amount of money that was stated on the contract which is over millions and the company he left in your name. The company is part of his parting gift, and he said you can sell and do whatever pleases you with it. It's yours after you sign this contract,” he said, each word causing a wave of shock through my body.

“I just need some extra income—just a little to stay afloat—and I’ll pay you back, I swear.” “I’ll do it—on the condition that you sign a contract stating that you will never again own a company in your name, you will never be a CEO, and you will never work in the industry again.” I opened a drawer in my desk and handed him some papers I had already prepared. “I should inform you that if you break this contract, everything you have will become mine. You will be left with absolutely nothing.”