Selling Your Soul Contract Novels & Stories

"If I have any needs, I'll contact you. Okay?" Iridel smiled. He beamed at Liam, which just made him angrier. "Very well." He disappeared in a puff of white smoke. Liam turned to me. "Contracts?" I sat on the chaise. "It's complicated. Apparently, when you die, someone owns your soul. You have to work for them." "And you owned someone?" I nodded. "And you sold them?" "I didn't want to. He made me do it." Liam sat heavily. "The more I get to know you, the more interesting you become."

Everyone was waiting for them to show a sliver a weakness to pounce on them like a rabid dog in order to gain control of the continent. Xasha did not want to sign a contract with anyone, and his parents didn't want him to either. They learn everything they could and pool all the resources they amassed and passed it on to their son. Therefore, he wouldn't have to sign a soul contract if he wanted to become strong. He's attending the White Lotus Mage Academy because it's the best place to get high-class knowledge and materials without signing a soul contract. A soul contract is just a contract between two people or organizations. Should one party break the terms of that contract they will not

“Don’t forget that we signed a soul contract for this. You’ll pay a heavy price if you break the agreement between us.” Lazlo sneered. In fact, he had contacted a powerful person when he made the oath. The nickname of the other party was Soul King. Everyone would tremble at the sound of that name. Nowadays, many people liked to use a soul contract to restrain the other party. Indeed, this method was very effective in restraining both parties. For this reason, a new field emerged—breaking soul contracts! This new profession gradually gained popularity, and one of the most powerful practitioners was Soul King. As long as the right price was paid, there was almost nothing he could not crack.

A small red glow appeared at the tip of his finger. "If you want to live and continue staying here, you need to sign a soul contract. Do you know what a soul contract is?" The flame serpent shook its head. Wilbur explained slowly, "When you sign a soul contract, your life and death will be under my control. Your soul can be destroyed with just a thought, erasing all traces of your existence from this world. Moreover, after signing the soul contract, I will know every thought you have if I wish to. You must be absolutely loyal to me to ensure your survival. Do you understand?"

“Trouble is, the demon she had a pact with uses the same binding mark as Rener.” “Holy crap! Did you know what she sold?” “That ain’t really my concern. I don’t care much about her.The real question is whose soul she sold,” Takumi’s tongue explored his frontal teeth. “You know Rener’s kind, they could take souls from anyone the dealer knows.” “Oh,” regrets suddenly crossed Tomoya’s face. “I think I’m screwed.” “Hmm…” Takumi scoffed. “And one more.” “There’s more?!” “Sure. Still remember Zach?”

He sat thinking of what Aaron said, he was right, his reputation would be at stake. "She would sign a contract." He stated and relaxed his back on the chair. "You'll help me with the contract." "I own a security company not a law firm." "Yeah, I know just get me a lawyer." "Where's the girl? When you find a girl that will agree to your stupid shenanigans, I'll get you a lawyer." Aaron stood up to go, he payed for the coffee and biscuits and was about to go, when he turned to look at Dario.

If she were to be asked who she knew best, it would have to be said that she knew the matters of the underworld like the back of her own hand. Thus, she was aware that threatening a judge of the underworld would not be effective unless she threw in an appropriate bait. “Do you feel my soul?” she spoke casually, aware that the judge was observing her from his position. “You ought to feel that my soul is special, right? “What if I tell you I will write a soul contract with you with my soul as a guarantee? “I will give you a priority on my soul once my life within this continent ends… “...and the condition is that before then, you will not allow this human male’s soul to enter the gates of the

On the front, in bold black letters, it read: THE SEDUCTION CONTRACT. "I’m giving you a very simple choice," Grant said, holding the papers over her head. "You choose your mother... or you choose the contract. Which is it?" "Neither," Freya replied, her heart hammering. "At least Darlington offered me a deal that wasn't just for his own personal gain. I hate to admit it, but even if Darlington is a killer—even if I hate him—he is a thousand times better than you."

“The girl who thinks like you signed the contract, showing she really didn’t believe in her soul.” “Amateur mistake.” I held my cigar with my teeth and used my hands to adjust the necklace around my wife’s neck so the clasp wouldn’t show. “The first rule in business is supply and demand. You put a price on something based on how others see it. My beliefs don’t matter. You think souls exist, so I’ll sign mine over to you for the highest price.” “What would that price be?” she asked. “Your full submission to our deal,” I said, taking the pen and paper from her hand and putting them in my pocket. “We’ll talk more about that later. Subject closed.”

Rudy anxiously said, "You just said you'd tell us everything, and now you're saying you've signed a soul contract? How could we know what kind of soul contract it is? Don't try to deter us like this!" Hansel hurriedly shook his head. "I'm not lying! I did sign a soul contract, I promise. It's the kind that ties itself to heaven and earth. If I say anything, I probably won't be able to survive for a minute before my soul explodes!" Hansel's words made it incredibly difficult for them to persist, but at the same time, Rudy and Grayson did not think Hansel was speaking the truth. They just felt like Hansel made up a random reason to shut them up because he did not want to reveal the truth. Hans