I Sold My Soul To The Devil Novels & Stories

I didn’t know if saying yes would save me or destroy me completely. But as Evelyn held me, I realized I was running out of choices. And the devil was waiting.

Tamlin had played dirty. She would play dirtier. If she was going to be sold, she would make sure Vernon paid more than just ten million. She would seduce the devil himself. She would make him obsess over her. "Good girl," Vernon murmured, taking the signed contract. Then, he stepped closer. His intention was clear. Tessa's hand shot up, pressing against his chest. "I'm not ready yet." Vernon arched a brow. "Do I look like I fucking care?"

He turned his head looking at me before speaking again. "You aren't the one who kissed the devil little one, I am the one who kissed the devil. I am the one who sold his soul to the devil." He said in a tired voice. "Were you in much pain?" I asked, not taking my eyes off him even though tears kept running down my face. "I don't feel pain anymore. I've become numb." He stared at the ceiling again. I stood on my elbow so I could be the one he watched instead of the ceiling.

"Not much, but the stories Abel tells me. I'll be honest, Irena. I'm genuinely concerned about you." Keeping quiet , I gush down the wine. Easing the anxiety coursing through my veins. Then the questions start consuming my head. What have my uncles gotten me into? Did they really sell me off to the devil himself?

I had sold my soul to the devil and now I was living in my own hell. "Just fucking kill me and get this over with. You have taken everything away from me, are you satisfied now!" I leaned my head on the glass and cried. How did he even know that Ashley helped me? That damn Alessandro sold me to the Devil! I looked over and the man that was named Dan looked at me one last time and walked out the opposite end of the room. The glass partition moved letting me in the room. I ran over to Ashley and held her in my arms. I cried and rocked her in my arms.

I Made A Deal with the Devil . Chapter 46: real life angle . Dawn was almost coming; the night had been long and full of pain. Akio lies in his bed and lets the world move around him whilst he stays cold and frozen. He didn't know how to fix himself, not this time, not when he was this afraid. His world had been crushed in a single night, nightmares had become real, reality had become lost, and villains had gained faces – and those faces were sharp and tanned, golden and harsh, black eyes and black hair – black heart.

Ryan stammered in disbelief. "Yes. Sell your soul to the devil son.i can control over your life and not only your life, Sarah must also sell her soul to me, otherwise, you will never see Sarah again, I will return her body and her soul will be lost forever and you will die in the woods, your carcass will be eaten by wild beasts. Trust me, you don't want that to happen to you and that is if I will let you leave here alive in one piece. No one sees the devil and walk away without paying a dear price." Lucifer said with a wicked grin while messing with Ryan's senses. Ryan thought for a long time. He was so helpless now, hw was in the middle of the devil and the red sea. He was in a situation wh

His eyes were dark and completely without expression. "My name is Alaric Virelli," he said, as though he expected that to mean something to me, as though his name was supposed to settle everything. "I don't care who you are," I said. "I am not going anywhere with you." Dorian grabbed my arm again and this time he yanked me toward him so hard that I stumbled. He got his face close to mine and his eyes were ugly with something I recognized after a moment as desperation. Not anger. Desperation. He needed this. Whatever this was, he needed it badly enough to drag me out of the house in the rain and hand me over to strangers.

I stood alone under the streetlight, the takeout box now cold and useless in my hand. My knees shook, my stomach churned. I had just sold my soul to the devil.

But if this gave us even the slimmest chance at survival, then it was worth it. As long as we lived. I made up my mind. I slowly looked up into the eyes of my predator, and in that moment, I finally understood what it felt like to sell your soul to the devil. “I’ll do it,”