Novel & Cerita The Pact Book

“Well, I am Blake The Troublemaker and I’d like to know why you killed a vampire this morning,” the dangerous-vibe vampire smirked humorlessly as he approached the werewolf unfazed by his growls. Holy shit! Blake The Troublemaker was in town and he wasn’t just visiting. He was the one who established The Devil’s Pact, the peace treaty that ended the era of wars between species. All supernatural beings abide by its laws to keep the harmony going, and all crimes are investigated and punished.

Dax let out a low whistle. And the Alpha knelt. Link We called it the Phoenix Pact. Not just rebirth. Resurgence. It bound ten packs by oath, blood, and magic older than the moon. But as the last vow was spoken, I felt it—that tremor beneath the stone floor. A lie. One of them wasn’t true. And I’d find the traitor. Even if I had to tear this whole pact apart to do it. Lily Something was wrong.

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"But comprehend this, Deven. Once you commit to this agreement, there is no turning back. You will be connected by blood and promise, and any act of betrayal will lead to death. The weight of the agreement we were about to enter into burdened me as his words lingered heavily in the atmosphere. However, it was my sole choice in order to safeguard Amora, by keeping her away from this realm full of monsters and brutality. I couldn't allow her to be involved in it. "I comprehend," I responded, my voice remaining calm. "Let's finish this."

“Enigmas can form something similar. Not a pack, but a PACT.” Tatsuya’s brow furrowed. “A pact? What the hell is that?” “It’s like a pack, but different,” Taiga explained, pacing now with energy that hadn’t been there before. “A pact is formed when two Enigmas fuse their pheromones. It creates a strong scent, one that dominates and strengthens the pact as a whole.” He looked up at his brother, his eyes sparking with conviction.

The matter just nodded while Dimitri still looked upset. "Who's that guy anyway? He's rude-" "That's Yuki Amon, he's the Student Council President." Pim cut Dimitri's words. He looks unbothered, like he's used to this. Craig can't help but wonder. Does this always happen? "Pim, tell me the truth. Does this always happen?" Craig asked, Pim on the other hand looked away as he scratch his nape , smiling awkwardly. His blood boil as he looked at Pim's shaking knees. He's probably enduring the pain to avoid causing problem especially because his brother is around.

I grabbed my phone, stupidly, like it would have the answers. I typed it. How to bring people with higher status down. A bunch of articles came up. Blogs. Forums. Videos. I kept scrolling. Then one headline caught my eye: “Get Close, Stay Quiet, Then Strike: Taking Power Back From the Top.” I clicked. And I read. It said: Move close to them. Become what they trust. Make them feel safe around you. Then take everything they’ve got. Burn it from the inside out. An eye for an eye.

King Oliver announced. “Devil Pact?” Lily asked with a raised brow. “Yes. Now, Evander Maclay will tell you about the Devil pact,” King Oliver proclaimed. Beside King’s throne a man was standing who came forward. He was quite old with thick glasses over his eyes. “A Devil pact is an agreement between a human and a Devil in which the two have to keep with the terms. Failed to do so can result in the immediate death of the human if he/she breaks the pact and if the Devil breaks the pact then he/she will be sent to Hell and punished there,” Evander stated.

Goran admitted, sipping spiced rootwater. “That’s because last time you were holding a blade to my throat,” Maerra replied. “And you disarmed me with your knee to my stomach. We’re even,” he said, smirking. Lerder leaned in. “Shall we begin?” Aryn unfurled a scroll made of woven flame parchment, its runes flickering softly. “We are here to ratify what will become known as the Pact of Ember and Stone.” Heads bowed. Respectful. Weighty.