The Deal Novels & Stories

Perhaps within the darkness, there was a loophole, a weakness they could exploit. The figure laughed, a sound that echoed through the chamber. "A brave choice," it rasped. "But remember, once you make a deal with darkness, the price is never truly paid in full." The figure extended a skeletal hand, its long, black fingers twitching in anticipation. Evie and Liam stood frozen, the weight of the decision pressing down on them. The fate of Aethel hung in the balance, and with a single touch, they would either seal its doom or bind themselves to an unknown darkness.

''So, do we have a deal? My gaze shifted from his lips to his eyes and back again. Licking my own lips, I pressed my forehead against his, giving him a peck on the lips. ''Deal...'' ****The End****

“Protection. Security. A way out of financial problems, if that’s what you’re looking for.” I shook my head, my frustration bubbling to the surface. “You’re asking me to change my entire life, to tie myself to you, and you’re making it sound like some kind of business deal.” “That’s exactly what it is, isn't it?” He raised his brow, his voice cold. “Don’t mistake this for something it’s not, Sophia. This isn’t about love or romance. It’s about survival.” The words stung, even though I hadn’t expected anything different. Still, the sheer finality of them left an ache in my chest I couldn’t explain.

Swinging my hand, I dealt him another punch in the same spot as the first one. When he spoke again, his voice came out rough and broken. “I don't…know what you're talking about,” he said, coughing in between. “I swear it.” I let go of him, giving him a chance to speak. Groaning loudly, he sat back into his chair and threw his head backwards. His hands were clutching his stomach, and his breaths came out heavy. Finally able to speak, he said, “A man in a suit offered me a lot of money to sell my phone to him.”

He snapped. “I’ve done my end of the bargain and that's marrying the senator's daughter and I expect you to play your part !” Stefan added. Silence… “Cut the crap man, you and I know I don't love her. The wedding arrangement was obviously for the public’s eye,” Stefan said. I felt a pang hit my chest, as I backed away for a bit at his harsh choice of words. And all I could recall was that I was hurt and my head throbbed like someone had shoved a jackhammer in there.

Deal" as if on the back of his coffin. “On a single condition,’ you will complete the job, but if Tristan refuses you and instead chooses to die. She maintained her smile. "I'll do what needs to be done.". The task was accomplished by Chloe. Wyvern's eyes gleamed. "Very well. Unless you betray me... I firmly denied, "No way. We've made a deal.". "Deal," he said with an open hand. And I hit it, sealed our deal." I couldn't help but smile as we departed. It was likely that I would return to Tristan soon.

If he showed up in smoke and bullets, he didn’t come empty. “What the hell do you want?” I asked flatly. He leaned in, eyes gleaming, and said the one thing I didn’t expect: “A deal.” That word made me freeze. A deal. In the mafia, a deal ain’t just words. A deal is blood, power, legacy...it’s what makes kings or buried families. You don’t laugh at deals. You don’t joke with them. You live by them or you die by them. I lowered my gun, slow, cautious. “What kind of deal?”

Grimm asked her. That shit was something he wasn’t expecting and he has never had anybody make a deal with him ever. However, Mila was different. She wanted to live so badly and she was willing to make a deal with him just for her to live. He continued to stare at Mila, wondering what she had to offer. “If you make a deal with him, we can’t help you anymore.” Gabriel told her. “You will no longer have our protection.” “You guys didn’t help me when this situation happened.” Mila told him, coughing once more.

I wondered what happened now for him to delay the deal this much… Just then, the phone in my office started ringing, and I picked it up. “Alpha Kayla!” I said in greeting. “Hello Alpha. This is Alpha Devin.” “I was waiting for your response. Shall we seal the deal then?” “Well, about that…” he said hesitantly. Hearing his tone, I knew that I was not going to like what he had to say. “What?” “We wouldn’t be doing that deal, Alpha.” “What? Why?!”

He heard me, judging by the smile he tried to hide as he closed the door. Once he settled behind the wheel, I expected him to start driving toward campus housing. Instead, he adjusted his seat belt and glanced at me. “We should celebrate.” I blinked. “Celebrate what?” “Our respective victories. Your first proper brand deal and my confirmation with Nike.” He started the engine. “I know a place.” “Jace, you don’t have to do that. We can just get something to eat near campus.” “I’m aware.” “Then why don’t we?”