The Devil's Bargain Book Novels & Stories

“Cashmere was positive that the twins were Sagrass’ sons, until the oracle came to her, and she was accused of working with the Devil… She ordered the original manuscript to be revealed to her. It was the one she had included in her final letter…” “The manuscript said that an ambitious next in line prince had made a pact with the Devil himself. In exchange for him becoming an Imperial Ruler, he promised to spawn the Demon King – the child of the devil that would cause the breaking of the world. He followed the Devil’s plan of sleeping with the rightful queen to produce his heir….” Caldwell started to pace around the room in exasperation. The seers at the temple, Cashmere, and Tristal – all o

She didn’t know what to do because she didn’t want to give in to extortion but also couldn’t let Lily tell George about the contract in a way that would devastate him. “We need time to think about this,” Laura said finally. “This is a huge decision, and we can’t just agree to it right now.” “You have twenty-four hours,” Lily said. “After that, I’m going to George’s hospital room and telling him everything.” “That’s not enough time,” Scott protested. “It’s plenty of time to transfer money,” Lily said coldly. “You’re a billionaire, Scott. Five hundred thousand dollars is nothing to you.” “It’s not about the money,” Scott said. “It’s about the principle, we don’t negotiate with people who threa

But still he talked about me! "Well, maybe not fondly, but I'm still curious. You seem to have caught his interest in a very peculiar way." "Probably because he thinks I'm stupid for making a deal with him." I shrugged and picked the champagne bottle. "More?" "You made a deal with the devil? I would turn back if I were you. No one, no one wins against Diavolo. Especially not an ordinary girl like you." He shook his head and held up his glass. "Well, there's about to be someone." I smiled as I poured him champagne, but my words didn't seem as sure as I wanted them to be.

“You’ll marry me, and in return, I’ll help you take everything back. Your company. Your reputation. Your life. Everything he’s taken from you.” Her breath caught in her throat. It was a deal too simple, too convenient. She couldn’t trust him. She knew that. But as she stared at the divorce papers in her hands, she also knew that her life had become a game of survival. “I won’t do it just for revenge,” she said, her voice steady, but something dark was starting to stir inside her. Adrian’s lips curled into a smile that was both cruel and enticing. “Who said anything about just revenge?”

He questioned, his voice low and mocking, like he was enjoying the moment much too much. Her thoughts searched for anything to say, but she couldn’t find the words. She didn’t know what was happening to her. Darren stepped closer, until his chest brushed against hers. His hand moved to cup her chin, tilting her face upward so she couldn’t look anywhere else but at him. “I’m not a man you can just bargain with and walk away from. When you strike a bargain with me, you’re mine. Body, mind, soul.” The air in her lungs left her in a rush, and she couldn’t recover her breath. His words wrapped around her like a vice, gripping her chest till she couldn’t move.

I just picked up random women to f*ck , not giving them a second glance afterward. No wonder the name of Dark Devil, stuck with me since my university days. Well, the Devil was definitely my cousin, Lucien Sylvester, grandson of Benson Sylvester and the owner of this cruise line. However, my cousins, Dominic and Damien, kept up the family name, too, and together we were The Heartless Devils. Of course, there were ample reasons behind the names. While Lucien and Dominic went through similar shit in life, Damien and I shared similar experiences in the matters of the heart.

He wasted no time in expressing his fury, his voice a thunderous growl. "Do any of you have any idea what you've brought upon us? Do you have any idea how much business alliances and trusted allies you al have cost me?" The room was paralyzed by his wrath, and none of us dared to meet his eyes. The tension was suffocating, and the fear that had gripped us was almost tangible. The man that stod before me looked nothing like the man I desperately used to crave. This one felt like the real devil, the same one the FBI painted a picture of to me. He didn’t even spare me a glance but i could rarely get the words out of my mouth.

I went to the room where I set up as the office and got to work, I had a contract to make and I needed to think deeply before writing anything. I spent two hours in my office making the contract that would change my life forever, I reread it over and over again and was satisfied with the outcome, I immediately emailed the contract to my lawyer to go through it and do all things necessary. I went to bed smiling because I knew the reaction I was going to get the next day concerning the contract will be funny.

"You are letting your anger blind you. You are being too sentimental to see the bigger picture." "I am not sentimental," I snapped. "Oh but you are," she soothed, her hands moving up to massage my neck. "Delayed gratification is what you need right now. You want the woman? We will eventually get the woman. We can torture her all we like later. But first, we get the pup. We get the money and power." She kissed the back of my shoulder. "We train that little boy to become a demon. And when he is ready, we use him to attack Riven. The glory and power will be all yours. The woman is just a minor detail –a collateral."

“Oh, my God.” “Now I wish he would call again to blackmail me.” Tara looked at him. “What made you say that, Val?” “So that we can negotiate and find him. Since we all agreed not to use you as bait, sister. Maybe you can use me.” “No!” we said in unison. “Wow.” He chuckled, looking at me. “You, too?”