The Demonic Contract Novels & Stories

They shifted colors as I watched, from deep crimson to molten gold to pure black. “You’re real,” I breathed. “Very observant.” He stepped out of the circle as if it wasn’t there, moving with predatory grace. “I am Oberin. And you, little artist, have invoked a contract with a high-ranking lust demon. Do you have any idea what that means?” I scrambled backward, suddenly aware of how stupid this had been. “I—the book said—”

“When I was 14, 4 men signed a contract. A pedophile who specializes in unraveling spells and demonic magic, a man old enough to be my grandfather who can dig around in your head and latch on to your chi to compel you, one old enough to be my father who tastes lies and can lock your mind up and make your body a puppet and a dying father who wanted this horror for his son’s legacy, they had more gifts then they liked to reveal but those are the main ones. That contract designed by my father’s wife 4 years after his death stated that willing or not they would bed and bleed me to drink of my life's blood, a sacrifice to the darkness. They cut my palm and used my blood to force my hand to sign m

He immediately clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. "I will accept your offer. Make me your disciple. I will do what you said. I will kill people... so give me the power that people cannot do... angels... and even Lord Rasmus. I have nowhere else to go... I have no one to cling to. You are the only one who comes to me so take my soul!" Linus's shrieking cry made the demon's laughter grow louder. "I see... a demon contract...." the demon said and a cloud of thick smoke that mixed red and black enveloped the surroundings.

The longer his silence was, the painful it felt for her anxiousness. He lunged his body forward then and a sudden erupting laughter filled the room, enough to widen Rose’s eyes as she didn’t expect him to go ballistic all of a sudden. “Sure sure. You will make me disappear! AHAHHAHAHAHA do you really think it’s that easy? Do you think I will trust you simply because of this dumb words you threw at me? Hardly! I know how difficult it is for a human to form contract with demon, woman. Unlike you I come directly from Hell. Should I tell you how many people had died in the hands of those demons who offer them a fake “contract”? Should I also illustrate you how most of the people who formed the c

Contract Description: The devil’s work. Or more specifically, Lucifer’s design. The contract is a power that binds two individuals by marking their souls with a very intricate ability. A contract must be agreed upon by two individuals which they cannot fight against as the soul inflicts an equitable amount of psionic energy to each other. What would seal a normal human would not seal Lucifer thus the contract seals them in a way that both of them need to follow it. If a human would feel a slight shock every time he doesn’t follow the terms of the contract, Lucifer might feel like he is getting struck by a meteor.

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”

Damien clicked his tongue as he prepares something on his laptop. “Here. Click on enter the moment I leave the car. After that, wait for me to enter the place and then count for 60 seconds then follow me. That's a very simple instruction, you should understand.” Chris rolled his eyes at the sarcasm added at the end. “What? I’m telling you, there’s no turning back at this point. You’re with me so we won't fail but you cannot stop once we're through this. So if you're having cold feet then let's stop this instant." Chris bit his lower lip, he can't turn back anymore. The moment he made a contract with the demon, he already knew that there's no turning back.

Chapter 6:The baby contract BELLA’s POV My heart sank as I recognized the contract in his hands. “You were actually serious about this thing?” “Do I look like The Joker?” He asked back.”This is called The Baby Contract.Read through and sign in the appropriate places. You can read right?” I sat down uncomfortably on the couch, my skimpy rumpled nightgown clinging to me. He looked at me like he could see my panties. Wait could he? I quickly clamped my legs together and placed a pillow over my thick thighs he had been seeing for free.

- 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.

He screamed saying he deserves it but he’s going to get us back for taking it “too far” I mentioned this before right? He’s a jokeman. I grab the girls clothes and hand it to her and drag her out of the house, although I did such a big girl, brave act. It’s all crumbling down, the man named Axel is scaring me now, he’s throwing things in his house thrashing them around, screaming he’s going to find us and lock us up… I don’t want to go jail but I know this isn’t enough evidence to show we were here.