The Demon Accords Novels & Stories

"We came as soon as we sensed the demonic manifestation." "Who are you?" Lucian demanded. "High Priestess Morgana of the Eastern Coven. And you, Lucian Drăculești, have broken the Treaty of Shadows. No demon manifestations in neutral territory. That was the agreement." "I don't answer to witches." "You do when you summon demons in our territory." Morgana raised her hands, and the other witches formed a circle around the demon. "Sisters, contain it." They began chanting in a language older than Latin. The demon shrieked and thrashed, but magical chains formed around it, pulling it down, binding it.

Dean smirked softly, amused to see the behavior of these two friends. "No life is as easy as our plan, Lord have their own plan," said Dean. "There is always plan B plan C until plan AA... like the column in excel, after Z there is AA..."' said Ariesta while shrugging. But Dean remains worried. These two friends try to play destiny. But he decided to keep his mouth shut, he was behind the scenes when they needed him, as usual. Now let them cool off their emotions. "Let's have breakfast?" invite Dean.

Infosys". The Humans have declared war on the Demons, occupying 90℅ of the world, which caused a lopsided imbalance in the power equilibrium of Betsuno Orbis Terrarum. Only, 10% of the Demon territory is left now, the Demons are also humans, indeed, but their, way of living is peculiar than humans — they need blood to survive, and darkness to grow. " The other deity, Erebus perpetuated after the Goddess of the light of the blue sky, Theia, "We want you to become the 'Demon King' and lead the demon army to capture the lost territories by any means, we are Gods, so, we can't become the 'Demon King', as a result, we chose you. If you can return the power equilibrium to normal, by 1 month of tim

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

The pain he should be feeling is overpowered by his desire for revenge, "I want my revenge, I’ll do the contract. I don't care if you take my soul." "The rules are simple," The demon started, "I will be on your side, fulfilling your wishes until you served your revenge. In exchange, I will feed on your soul, until nothing is left." Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything."

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

It didn't take long, a green colored demon arrived, who was one of the representatives of the demonic council. - So what would you like from me? – Hikaru questioned him. - Some time ago, I made a deal with a future president. - The price? – Hikaru questioned. - The misfortune and population of your country. - The demon said. – Your end. - He said. - I covered the souls of the entire population. - The demon said. - I have your presence for what exactly? – Hikaru questioned. - You would be representative, mediator and the contact between the demons so that we could auction the souls in an auction between the negotiations for the division. - He said.

He played with his chin, his eyes fixated on Akkar. Akkar didn't have any children, but he needed to strike this pact with the demon. "I'm afraid if you can't let me have her…this deal never happened" Cody had raised himself from his throne seat but was stopped by Akkar's voice. "She is still little," Akkar said to him. Only one person came to his mind, and it was Lumi, his brother's two-year-old daughter who was very dear to his heart. "My daughter is just a child, you can't have her."

The movement was so easy, so familiar, that it made my heart ache. “They crawled to one another, and swore their love would live on with their dying breaths. But they did not die that night – and they never would. “For the invaders had toyed with fate, and had cast free a demon, making a deal with it in order to secure their position on the continent. The demon was a wicked thing, shaped by evil hands into a being of curved claws and drooling fangs. And as Arcarius drew his final breath, the demon offered him a deal.

- This is not a joke, such words says the demon! - Like making a contract with a demon. – Quite calmly I answered him. And here are my terms. We both return to the city, whatever happens in the mountains. We break the connection between Korotkov and Voronov. Even if it doesn't work with the potion, then you break the damn connection, and I don't care how you do it. And get the hell out of this world. I extended my hand, lighting the Demon Deal seal symbol in my palm. “If either of us breaks the terms of the deal, he pays with his life.