Who Did Alastor Make A Deal With Novels & Stories

How exactly is it that someone so beautiful could be so evil and cruel at the same time. How could he just sit there so casually, threatening lives without a flinch? I guess they do call him the devil for a reason. And there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. I know what he was trying to do. To humiliate me, to prove that he could be able to get me after what happened in the club the other night. Fine! If that is how he wants to play it. So the devil loves playing games? I'll give him one. “Fine,” I answered and lifted my chin stubbornly, “I will need the money sent immediately. Yes, i fucking be your pet.”

Alastair had transformed into a monster of darkness. “This is it,” Alastair sighed long with a wide smile. “I’m alive,” he said in a raspy voice. “What the fuck? You’re still alive?” asked Harlow with a furrowed brow. “I’m no Alastair,” answered the monster with a cackling laugh. Harlow was stunned before he raised a question in whispers. “You’re Lucifer?” The monster turned to me. “Come on, Alexa. We can rule this world together,” he said, reaching a hand toward me.

"You don't have my number." "What makes you think that? I have my ways, Smith." And with one last wink, I saw him take a turn and disappear from my sight. I let out a long breath, leaning on the nearby wall. Looks like I just made a deal with the Devil. --- Oh. Oh. Oh. That's one hot devil though!

The best way for Millicent Gunn to punish her officemates is to deal with a demon who just appeared in front of her. Her officemates were so cruel to her that she wanted them to die. She innocently accepted the deal in exchange for her life since she wanted to end her misery as well. But little did she know that the demon she has a contract with is a real cursed demon from above. He's Linus Castellanos, a rebel that committed a taboo sin and began to prey almost of the people he wanted to play with. He met her, they talked... and began to fall in love? How to break the deal now?

"Great. Make yourself at home." "You know what I want, Aria." He spoke in a deep voice with his smouldering gaze fixed on me that for a second I thought he meant something else. I swallowed hard and took a step back just to maintain a safe distance between us. I was hard to think when he was close to me. The Deal. He was talking about the deal. Pull yourself together! "It still doesn't make sense. Don't you have money to pay anyone or buy anyone to make it look real?"

“You know, I’m starting to miss the demon Alpha you once were. That guy? Would’ve ripped anyone to pieces who even tried to look at his paiónia.” Ronin let out a growl when he grabbed at Alastor and missed the slimy bastard by a hair. “If you’re offering, I’m happy to have pieces of you decorated all over the estate.” Alastor laughed, holding up his hands. “Easy. I come in peace. I just wanted to bring a concerning matter to your attention.”

“What do you mean? I’ve endured it before, and so has Rowan. You’ve seen many of these blizzards in the past.” “No, my friend,” Alastor retorted, keeping his eyes closed tight as he tried to focus. “I have felt this sensation only once before, you understand; it was many years ago, when Sigrid forged her Agartthian charm.” He shifted his head back toward Delmar and could see the confusion upon his face. “The one she gave to your sister.” Delmar’s pupils dilated. “You mean,” he stuttered as the words climbed from his throat, “her pendant? What does that have to do with anything?”

He said, his voice amused. "I, Alastair, Prince of the Underworld, accept your payment." He smiled as he watched me stare in disbelief, bringing the cup to his lips and drinking it. He licked his lips, his eyes never leaving mine. Dela was not only the queen of darkness. She had ties with the ruler of the underworld as well. "I enjoyed this a lot more than I thought. You are an amusing little creature. I hope to meet Rachel next time." He said before he vanished in front of me.

"Dahlia, I didn’t want it to come to this, okay? I wasn’t even going to show it to you until—" "Until what?" I cut in, my voice raised as I turned away to pace the room, the papers still clutched in my hand. "Until I accidentally signed my soul away without knowing?" "No," he snapped, then sighed. "No. I just… I didn’t…I never wanted it to feel like a transaction. But I’m the Alpha King. You have no idea how many people have tried to use me — for power, for alliances, even for access to bloodlines. I can't afford to be stupid."

She pointed to the money, "it was given in exchange for you. Who would have thought you were worth so much?" "You sold me?" My voice cracked. "For a good price.” She smiled nonchalantly. “ Now, I can settle your lousy father's debt and get myself something nice. Here,” She threw a paper at me, “ I already accepted and signed the marriage license." I snatched the paper from the floor and stared at it in shock. She wasn't lying. She had truly sold me. "Alpha Axel of the Shadow Pack?" I mumbled, reading the paper in my hand. "Didn't he die at war?" I asked, meeting her eyes.