Selling Your Soul Contract Novels & Stories

" I'm still yet to wrap my finger around that fact that her name and a little mention of her actually stirs you up but I'm going to get to that about another time. so I'm presenting to you the DIVINER contract and I know that this is something you have pursued literally almost all your life, but you have been finding it so hard to get because the organizers make things hard for you. What if I tell you that I can give this to you right now instantly within the blink of an eye and you need not to worry about anything?" I frown at his words as I scrutinize him deeply thinking if he must be playing tricks with me. I scoff and shake my head before turning my head to look elsewhere. "Do you really

The merchant, confused but intrigued by the unfolding situation, inquired, "What are you suggesting?" Seraphina, ever the diplomat, stepped forward, "We'd like to propose a deal. In exchange for the medicine, young Altair here can work for you, and repay the debt." The merchant, considering the offer, looked the young lad up and down. "Alright, but he better not cause any trouble." Young Altair, gratitude evident in his eyes, nodded vigorously. "Thank you. I promise you won't regret this." As the agreement solidified, the marketplace began to dissolve, fading like mist in the morning sun. The sounds of bartering and chatter gave way to a haunting silence, leaving us in a void of darkness.

I raised my hand to hit him slightly but noticed the diamond ring on my finger, I brought it down and stared at it confused. “When...” “I have my ways and besides, who engages someone with a ring?” I have no words; it was beautiful and made me feel like a real bride but that all shattered when I saw the contract that I actually requested reminding that this was a just pretend stunt until he finally gets off his father clutches. “Go through it and see if there’s any problem,” he said calmly going back to his seat. I scanned through the contract and noticed something insane, “what do you mean this is indefinite?”

“A favor. That 's it. I don’t have anything in mind, yet. But when I do, I’ll call for you, you’ll answer me. No matter what. Otherwise, the deal is broken and you’ll get back to this shithole.” Mia breathed heavily. A favor? Get out of there? “Are you the Devil?” she asked. She still remembered some of the things her mother had told her. Mia shook her head, avoiding thinking too deeply about her mother. “Who cares? Does it matter?” “It does! I don’t want no deal with the Devil!” “You’re too picky, for someone who is about to become a worker in a brothel. Not only you, but your little doll of a sister.”

She didn't have to pretend to be my wife or to love me then what was she hurting for? "This is our chance, Crystal. The media is distracted by Alan's scandals so we can end our contract under their nose. We both can finally part our ways." I was trying to sound desperate for the divorce so she wouldn't feel guilty. "It's for the best." I looked back at her. Her eyes were now empty, reading the papers. Taking a deep breath, I said. "I've already signed them. When you do, give them to Martin. We'll talk about the rest after I talk to my lawyer."

Contract Description: The devil’s work. Or more specifically, Lucifer’s design. The contract is a power that binds two individuals by marking their souls with a very intricate ability. A contract must be agreed upon by two individuals which they cannot fight against as the soul inflicts an equitable amount of psionic energy to each other. What would seal a normal human would not seal Lucifer thus the contract seals them in a way that both of them need to follow it. If a human would feel a slight shock every time he doesn’t follow the terms of the contract, Lucifer might feel like he is getting struck by a meteor.

My body and my mind at that moment went completely numb, making my once shaking legs and hands stop, as I felt my will to live leave me, making me wish that my life would have been just taken like the rest of my family’s had that day. Their souls had been taken quickly, with little to no suffering, but my own soul would be suffering the slowest of deaths. Whoever buys me will take a piece of it each time I am forced to be with him, to bear his heir, and then when an heir is born, another piece of my soul will be taken, as I will not be allowed to see or care for my child, as that child will be considered his, not mine. “One million.” A low deep voice said from within the bidders in front of

“A marriage contract. Nothing personal. You’ll get what you need, and I’ll get what I want. It's a win-win” Five years. It’s been five long years since he walked away from me, from everything we stood for. Yet here I am, sitting across from Rex Patterson, the man who once owned my heart, and now owns half of my soul’s misery. My palms sweat, my heart races—this is the last place I ever wanted to be. I can’t believe I’m here. Yet, the thing about life is that it has a way of forcing you to face what you thought you’d escaped forever. “Vanya Moon.” His voice rumbles like thunder across the luxurious boardroom, and I fight the instinct to flinch. “This contract is the only way I can give you wh

"You can't possibly expect me to sign this!" "Come on," Peter said gingerly. "You signed more than this when you exchanged your soul. This is just the physical part. As above, so below. The spiritual controls the physical. We are merely acting a role that has already been acted out." Simon was convinced that the document was authentic. It was Peter's registered business contract form for his astrology company. He read number four of terms and conditions in the form. He would be agreeing to deposit a sum of one million dollars to a charity fund account.

“I’m afraid he won’t agree to that. Even if he somehow reluctantly agrees, I would still have to worry about him turning traitor, and I dare not use such a servant.” “Don’t you know that there’s such a thing called Soul Contract in this world?” Alex was taken aback. Then, a realization came to him. According to the Ultimate Book of Medicine, a Soul Contract was a contract used to restrain others. Once the person who had been restrained had the desire to kill the contract owner, the contract owner would feel it immediately, and with just a single thought, the contract owner would be able to control the life and death of the one restrained. It was very oppressive and domineering!