The Demonic Contract Novels & Stories

“For the next four months, you belong to me. That means you do what I say.” “That’s not what the contract says,” Laura argued, though she wasn’t sure. “The contract says you agree to follow my rules, live in my house, and do what I tell you,” Scott reminded her. “I’m telling you to stop seeing Lily.” “You can’t control who I see,” Laura said, getting angry too. “Actually, I can,” Scott said. “Read the contract, Laura. You signed away your freedom for six months.”

Also, I sent him the email to confirm if it was not a scam. I came from the shower, and checked my phone. Raven had answered, saying the email wasn't fake. But in order to sign the contract I needed to ask Kian. Because apparently, in the contract there was a clause that I couldn't work with any company until he allowed me. It was not a big problem. Why wouldn't he let me?

A chilling laughter erupted through the darkness. "It seems you've learnt your lesson." "What do you want?" I snapped, the image of Elisa crying blood not leaving my mind. "Stop looking for that shaman." He demanded. I turned to where his voice came from, only to see a thick black fog at that spot. "And if I say no?" "I would bring your death faster than you imagine." Hearing his reply I smirked. "If there's one thing I have learnt over the years of my research, the devil can't break an already made contract."

Sol all but cackles at me while blood drips down his finger. Is demon blood toxic to witches? Fuck, I hope not. He holds the contract up and swipes his bloody thumb across the paper. It lights up in his hands, the deal being sealed as both of our blood soaks into the parchment. It poof into the air, leaving a small cloud of smoke in its wake. Sol turns back to me and smiles. "Finally."

contract. She hated humanity, as long as she only needed a week to be alone, it was enough for her to make a contract with the demons, the 72 demons of the Goetia, they are like the 72 genii of Solomon. She didn't hate humanity because they were problematic, at that time, they are weak people, they are not united, they don't understand each other, a little solitude and silence, even if only for a week, to wake up later would be good, there in that world, where she would find a world in silence, her mother leaving and not coming back for a week, when she woke up in a hospital, she didn't come back before really creating problems for the world.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

he pointed dramatically “are glowing. Tell me something good.” “We got the contract.” Daniel’s eyes widened. “No freaking way.” “We did.” “Holy shit.” Daniel clapped once, loudly. “We need champagne! We need fireworks! We need…wait, actually we need to go out. Tonight. Nothing crazy, I swear.” Logan chuckled. “We’ll see. But yeah this is big. Really big.” He could feel Daniel studying him. Not the business part of him. “And yet,” Daniel folded his arms, “you’ve still got that other look on your face.”

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."

He picked up his cup of tea which had cooled down and his attention focused entirely on the eunuch as he read out the report. “CongQi Town has been experiencing a bad season as the weather changes were often unpredictable, this has caused much of the plantation and crops to be affected which depletes the people’s food supplies. The situation has worsened when it seems that the livestock has been infected by some unknown disease which has caused many death among the animals. Requesting to the court to send help in form of food supplies as the people may not survive during the winter which is predicted to be a month’s a way. Also a rather alarming incident involving the death of several young

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”