The Devil's Bargain Book Novels & Stories

Try not to miss me too much before then. Arrogant bastard. But as I stepped into the elevator and watched the doors c lose on Salvatore Tower, I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd just made a deal with the devil himself.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

The heavy glass paperweight it had been under crashed to the floor. “Bought?” he sneered, eyes gleaming with dark fury. “I designed that auction. I set the entire game in motion. They were merely the stagehands.” His voice dropped, lethal and cold. “They don’t get to dictate terms to me.” The image of Arabella flashed in his mind. The memory made his blood boil. “They sold her to me, but make no mistake, Alex,” Lucas muttered, his tone a venomous promise, “they were just a pass-through. A transaction. The moment I signed, she ceased to be part of their business.”

Her cut and bruised hand tightened on the pen again and ploughed into the paper Dearest mortal you have become blind…blind to the fight that is constant around us, that creeps in the night while you sleep, that watches your every move…just so that when you trip and fall…your soul is on the line…easy for the taking. Don’t fall for his tricks… he fights over your soul dear human that Devil seeks to lure people away from God, his doing a mighty fine job. And you’re letting it happen. Have you ever wondered how some mere humans are so poor and unheard of, then extremely rich in a matter of seconds? This person has obviously offered his or her soul in exchange for diabolical favours. Of cours

"Why do you think I would be convinced? The moment your parents made a bargain, it had become sacred. I mean, it's basically a deal with the devil and you know there's nothing good that comes out if you bargain with the devil." "Please," she said and dropped to her knees. She never imagined this could happen to her. She never even thought it could be possible. Gods, the devil, the underworld, a slave to the devil--all of it felt surreal. And if she was still dreaming, she wants to wake up.

The devils guffawed loudly and Riven had to tighten his fist to prevent his beast from lashing out. The devils clearly wanted him to make a wrong move, and he would not give them that satisfaction. "What do you want Hades?",he repeated in the same cold deadly voice. The smile was erased from the devil's face when he saw that Riven wasn't falling for his trick. All trace of humour disappeared from his face. "Fine",he said. "I want to make a bargain with you" The hint of a smirk lifted Riven's lips. He knew it was a bargain even before Hades mentioned it. The devil was so predictable.

“After this, you are mine, Sweet little thing. You’ll not be able to run or escape me. Because no matter where you run to, even though I have to turn this world upside down, I will find you and bring you right back to my side because you are bound to me.” I laughed. “Trying to scare me?” He looked almost human to me at that moment. He was trying to save me from himself? I took the pen from him and signed a contract with the Devil. Grinning, I fired his words right back at him. “Sounds like foreplay,” It was surprisingly a sunny day when I later said yes to marrying Damon in sickness and in lies. He said yes too and for a moment I wondered how fitting it was that I wore the black dress. Perha

he said, though his conviction was less than impressive. Adom brow rose. "You don't think so?" "No." "They will never trade me, they will never". The Devil watched Win for a beat before shrugging. "I'll make you a deal, Win." "What kind of deal?" The young man asked suspiciously Adom mentally went over the exact phrasing of the deal before speaking. "I am going to go to devil and I'm going to hand over this document—peace for fifty years—in exchange for you. If they say no, I'll let you go but he they take my offer then sorry Win I will never you see them, or I will never let them see you. It doesn't matter how much they beg."

As soon as they touched, there was a little electric spark between them but it was so little that neither of them felt it, “Please, take a seat.” . . . “So, this is how my Father intends to go about breaking the chain?” the Devil said, watching from Hell. “I can make sure it doesn’t happen, Father. Just say the word and I’ll kill the human so she doesn’t affect our plans.” Zarif said hatefully. “As much as I would like that, God and I agreed not to sabotage each other’s attempts. If any of us do, then the other can call off the bet. We need a new plan…and fast.” The Devil said.

THE DEVIL : “If you will let me see Oliver before our wedding only then I will do as you like." She offered me a deal, she isn't the first person who offered me a deal. I had been offered kind of deal when I go to take souls of the people and my answer was always decided and firm, "NO"