The Demon's Bargain Mga Nobela at Kwento

He pauses, his trained eyes observing me carefully. "Would you still want him back?" He added. Even with everything he had said, I was willing to do it all if it means I get my mate back. Demon or not, he is still going to be my Dimitri deep down. I take bold steps towards him. "Do it." I tell him looking the devil in the eye. "Alright! A bargain with the devil always comes at a great price." He stated with a smile, I felt a chill run down my spine. Was I going to be able to pay the price?

“About time you asked. And yes, I can. But it’ll cost you.” Anger flared hot in my chest. “You were playing me, weren’t you?” “Of course I was,” he said, utterly unbothered. “What makes you think a demon of my caliber can’t stroll out of hell whenever I please? You’re adorable, really.” “You think I can’t end this? I’ll find a way to send you back,” I snapped. He smirked. “You can’t. The deal’s already begun. Whether you like it or not, you woke me. That means payment is due. So relax, human you might as well make it worth your while.”

But it was also offering her a lifeline, however dangerous. She placed her hand in his, ignoring the electric jolt that shot up her arm at the contact. "Deal." Later, as she signed the contract, Maya couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just made a deal with the devil himself. A devastatingly handsome devil with an Italian accent and eyes that seemed to see right through her carefully constructed defenses. What she didn't notice was the way Luca watched her sign, a flicker of something beyond professional interest crossing his face—something that made Sophia raise an eyebrow in silent warning.

my dad bellowed. I kept walking, reaching out to grab Olivia’s hand. I intended to pull her into the bathroom with me, to lock the world out. But the next words he spoke turned my blood into ice. “They aren't demanding money from us, Liam,” my dad said, his voice dropped to a terrifyingly calm level. “They are demanding a trade. They want us to hand over Olivia. If we don't deliver her to the coordinates by midnight, Evelyn’s corpse will be returned in a goddamn body bag.”

Alaric exclaimed and took out a few blank papers. "What are these?" She asked when she noticed the blank pages. "Agreement…" he looked into her eyes and Adrianna almost screamed when she saw his eyes all black. Alaric covered her mouth and held her hands tightly, "if you scream, i will kill you… just shut up…" Adrianna cried and nodded her head in agreement. She cried silently as the man in front of her grew his fangs so sharp which cut her wrist and using that blood, he signed the blank papers.

The demon scoffed. "Your soul is cursed, witch. I have no use for it." "But you want something else." Demons were always wanting. Sin was usually about wanting or not wanting and these matters were the very essence of these deals. The demon she summoned was a minor demon and didn’t have enough power to terrify her. She could kill him if he tried anything. "I want information," he replied. "And what would you like?" "Money, IDs, everything to help me with a new start here."

“You know there are demons over ten thousand years old, right? They like to keep to themselves and are rarely seen, but they exist. Compared to them, I’m nothing. In the demon realm, you’re still considered a youngling.” “Regardless, you’re still old.” His lips twitched up in a smile. “You do realize that my demon had already begun growing even before I was born, right?” “Either way, you’re still old.” “Yet you’re the one who still wants to fuck me.” “Maybe I like ‘em older.” “It’s a possibility,” he agreed. “So, don’t go feeling too special.” “No one could ever accuse me of that.” “Hey, wanna head home?” “What’s in it for me?”

What did he want this time? He glared at her for a minute, his mind working overtime. “I want a contract marriage with you, Brynne. Not a soul would know about it. To the world, we would be a normal, happily married couple. The day I achieve my objective, we’ll get divorced. I shall clear your debts and free you. Oh, and you won’t have any rights in my assets. We’ll do a pre-nuptial agreement. Do you agree with this deal?” He waited impatiently for her to agree. It was too lucrative for her to decline. She would get more than she ever dreamed of.

“You understand perfectly. You’re simply hoping I’ll say it first.” My heart slammed painfully against my ribs. Because he was right again. Some part of me already understood exactly where this night was heading, and that terrified me almost as much as the fact that I had not walked out yet. Adem lifted one hand slowly. I went completely still when his fingers brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. Such a small touch. Barely anything. Yet my entire body reacted. His eyes darkened slightly at whatever he saw on my face. Then, very quietly, he asked: “If I pay every debt tied to your name… what exactly are you willing to give me in return?”

Ruben questioned, turning to look at Kat with a curious look. “No…” Boglan continued to talk. “…he agreed the contract, adding his conditions, only after he had first spoken to me, but that deal was done through a Deal Demon, a soul hunter that was ordered by Lord Basille to find adequate evil tainted souls for his domain. All requests go through me.” Boglan followed Ruben’s glance and when Ruben looked back he saw the demon’s eyes flash with delighted surprise as he licked his lips with a long blue tongue, his eyes settling on Kat. “Bastetia…what are you doing here?” Boglan looked at Ruben with renewed interest. “Why do you have the Overlords favourite pet with you, she is supposed to be in