The Demonic Contract Novels & Stories

“Because I don’t want a contract wife, I want a real wife. I want to marry you again. Not for business, not for revenge, not for power. But for love. Because you’re the only thing I’m sure of in this entire world.” Her lips parted in shock. I stood and walked over to the antique dresser near the far wall. I unlocked the drawer at the bottom and pulled out a black envelope. Inside was the original contract—signed, sealed, and dated. I brought it over to the nightstand, opened the drawer, pulled out a silver lighter, and lit the edge of the paper. The flames caught fast. I held it over a ceramic bowl on the nightstand, watching it burn. “This is the end of our contract,” I said quietly. “And t

She observed his numb figure intently, becoming completely frozen as she detected the footsteps drawing nearer in her direction. Gradually, she averted her glossy eyes upwards and was witness to the hollow, vacant stare fixed upon her. There was no trace of remorse in his eyes, even after he had just taken the life of another human being with his own bare hands. Her gaze bore into his, fueled by anger, pain, and above all, a pressing question regarding why he had chosen to kill him when he had promised to end her life instead. Eventually, she felt him draw closer to her, as he leaned his head towards her face. His dark, demonic eyes pierced her gaze, and she could feel his warm breath brushi

I was determined no matter what, and looking at him up close, I could see a playful smirk on his lips. I had to do this for my father, “It's just a year,” I told myself internally; repeatedly. He sure is the devil and what was I now? His pet. Lol, how ridiculous. Because of my 'no choice' predicament, I couldn't go back to Madam Douglas’ coffee shop so I decided to call her and tell her I would be going on an urgent trip which she wasn't happy about but didn't disagree with in any way. A contract was brought in by one of the devil’s boys as I called them and in the contract, it was boldly stated that I would be his pet for a year; Why does he have to remind me with this so bold statement, ag

“The entire demonic clan backs him up. They are dangerous and they don't play by our rules. You know about the contract your father made years ago. It is a blood promise. If Desmond comes to claim what he thinks is his—” “I know what the contract says,” I cut him off sharply. I did not want to hear about it. “I was only a child when that deal was made. I did not agree to anything. My father had no right to give my life away to the demonic clan. If Desmond tries to force me to follow that old paper, he will regret ever leaving his home.” There was another long pause. “And what about Noah?” Ren asked very carefully. He knew Noah was my weakness. “If Desmond sees him as a threat to the contract

“Or is it the alcohol? Stronger than it used to be, huh?” I just stared at him, rigid, trembling, brain short-circuiting. He sighed again and grabbed a handful of his dreadlocks with his free hand. “You’re stiff as a noble at his own beheading. Relax. I’m not here to hurt you. Promise.” When I felt his grip loosen, I smacked his hand away and stumbled back. “What the fuck are you?” He raised a brow. “A demon, of course. You summoned me, remember?” My jaw dropped. “You’ve got to be kidding me. A demon? What kind of sick joke is this? Demons don’t exist.”

I pulled out the phone, chest tightening when I saw an unfamiliar number on the screen. "Hello?" I said. "It's D5." The familiar voice of my private informant said. "I have something for you." Hope took flight in my chest. "What?" "There's a party, and some big players are going to be there." "Where?" I asked immediately. "Send me the coordinates." "There are no coordinates." D7 sighed. My eyebrows pulled down. "I don't understand." "The party is happening on a moving cruise ship. So get ready for a little swim agent." And with that, the line went dead, leaving me with my mouth gaping open.

Eyes that belonged to a man who was used to control. “You’ve already opened it,” he said, eyes briefly dropping to the envelope in her hands. His voice was calm, deliberate, measured—the kind that commanded attention effortlessly. Yesha blinked. She hadn’t realized she had torn it open. Inside was a single sheet of paper. Thick, formal, important. A contract. Her hands shook as she unfolded it, scanning the words through rain-blurred vision. You offer yourself. Fully. Completely. Without exception. “No…” she whispered, stepping back. “This… this isn’t real.”

Elias could only moan and cling to the demon’s horns, lost in endless pleasure as another orgasm tore through him. By the time Vesper finally pulled out, Elias was a wrecked, cum filled mess. His belly slightly swollen with demonic seed, hole gaping and leaking, body covered in bite marks and bruises. Vesper licked a stripe up Elias’s neck with satisfaction. “The contract is sealed, little summoner. You now belong to me… body and soul.” Elias could barely move, but a delirious, addicted smile tugged at his lips as the incubus pulled him into strong arms.

I didn't believe him. "I want to see my phone!" I snapped. He walked towards me and I held out my hand. But instead of handing me my phone, one of his hands moved to the back of my neck. "What are you doing?" "I'm sorry." He whispered. "Wha-" I didn't get to complete my sentence because I felt his fingers press over my jugular. Black dots danced before my eyes. I stumbled and Nate's arm held me up. Blackness consumed me. **************** |Nate|

he whispers in my ear, sending shivers up my spine. I can't help but slump my shoulders as I feel his breath on my neck. "You made your bed, sweetheart. Now lay in it. Or more like... We'll lay on it." he says, gripping my waist and pulling me flush against him, planting a kiss on my lips. "No. No deal, Daniel. A contract? Really? I am not an investment. This marriage is over, Daniel." A loud knock is heard on our door, and Nico quickly opens the door, frantically coming in. "Guys, you gotta see this, quick!" he says, leaving the room, leaving us dumbfounded.