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The Dark Pact

"Why are you late?" He questions, sounding exactly as I remember "You know, traffic." I apologize, making a turn to trudge to him majestically. "If you say so," he nods, the night preventing my view of his face "Thank you, Azazel," I mutter, my tone neither high nor low. "Why did you want to see me?" He polls, his voice resounding through the dark abandoned warehouse. "Yes Azazel," I smirk and try to hide the slight fear of reject nagging at the back of my head. "What is it about?" He implores his arm going to rub his prominent chin as he fixes a stare at me. "I want my soul back," I inform, matching his gaze with mine. "How do you plan on getting it back?" He quizzes, stepping a few inches my way into the light. "With a deal Azazel, or more specifically, a pact," I tell using all my energy to stop my feet from moving backward. "That is very difficult Xander, you sealed your vow with a drop of blood," he argues, the moonlight falling more on his face as he tilts his head upwards. "And I'm here to make and seal another," I converse awaiting a reply. "No, you got what you wanted, to be rich, famous, and loved, what else do you desire?" He asks, his supernatural blue eyes having a scary glint to them. "My soul," I repeat. "Plus I know you love making deals Azazel, no matter how you try to hide it, I see the excitement and mischief you try to conceal." "Same way I see the little fear of rejection bubbling within you, I detect it in your eyes, I hear it in your heartbeat, and the blood pumping through your veins," he sneers in response, squaring his wide shoulders to come off as intimidating. "Hence we understand each other well, we know you've got more to win than lose, and I've got more to lose than win," I confess. "You are right," he lets out in a husky tone, his red lips curving into a hint of a smile. "So what do you say demon, you in?" I invite, my eyebrow raised "I am," he gleams. "What's this pact about?"

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Intro

Inspired by

Benjackson Troy: 'Darkside'

Playlist:

Faded by Benjackson Troy

Wonder by Benjackson Troy

Darkside by Benjackson Troy

Darkside Remix by Benjackson Troy ft Trisha Gomez

Bridgertn by Ayra Starr

Mitra by Benjackson Troy

Fuckboy Anthems by Benjackson Troy

Summertime by Benjackson Troy

Fallen Outa Love by Benjackson Troy

Snitch by Ayra Starr ft Foushee

Brownskin Girl by Beyonce ft Wizkid

Perfect by Ed Sheeran

Ghetto Love Birds by Young Bleu

Early Momo by Vector & Goodgirl LA

10,000 Hours by Justin Bieber

In my bed by Rotimi ft Wale

Away by Ayra Starr

Holy by Justin Bieber & Chance The Rapper

Oh Jesus by Mercy Chinwo

Searching by 2Baba ft Bongos Ikwue

Tasted Of Your Power by Mercy Chinwo

Amen by Timi Dakolo

Fill the room by Maverick City Music

Don't mind me by Rotimi

Amin by Ayra Starr

Without You by Cenklaus ft Benjackson Troy

Love by Jhene Aiko

End Of Time by Benjackson Troy

I'll Find You by Lecrae

Lied To Me by Trisha Gomez ft Benjackson Troy

Midnight Rain by Taylor Swift

Me And Love Don't Get Along by Tatiana Manaois

Ella by Benjackson Troy

All The Time by Tatiana Manaois

Be Somebody by Elijah Woods

Red by Taylor Swift

Hard To Find by Chike ft Flavour

Lover Girl by Tatiana Manois

In My Bed by Rotimi

In a dark creepy abandoned warehouse, a few feet below the earth, in the heart of the woods. A man makes a deal with a demon for fame and wealth in exchange for his soul. In return for the riches and fame, the man trades his soul, hence making a 'Dark pact'

The demon "Azazel", keeps his end of the bargain and therefore awaits the day when 'Azrael' the angel of death would visit the young man and bring him to the afterlife.

Things go as planned and the man wakes up the next day, He tries to sing and he sounds like an Angel. He is amazed by what he hears, his voice is like that of a siren in the myths he read.

He visits a small bar in New York City, gets a gig, and sings. The crowd is marveled by his voice and his ability to play the piano, like a legendary musical genius.

He is offered a record deal that evening by a record label CEO who was quite impressed by his breathtaking performance. A month goes by, as he makes awesome songs and they all go platinum. He collaborates with all the top artists and of course, every song he released becomes a massive hit.

Record labels now seek him, endorsement deals from the high and mighty consecutively keep coming and his net worth multiplies beyond his expectation. He is loved by all and becomes a very popular and successful musician.

Years pass, and he basks in luxury and all the best one could possess in life until that one fateful day when the fear and curiosity of his inevitable fate in the afterlife, grips him.

Driving home in his Buggati, He stumbled upon a male preacher on the sidewalk, several steps away from his mansion.

The preacher vividly described hell and its tortures and agonies. The words of the preacher dawned on him as they filled his heart with so much fear and guilt plus of course...regrets.

He gets home and a guard opens his side door and takes his bag. He trudges into the vast building where he tries to forget the words of the preacher that seemed to echo inside his head.

Night falls and he tries to stay calm but his heart keeps racing, he rolls over and turns, nightmares of hell haunt him and he becomes scared.

Days go by and time flies as it seems everywhere someone is always talking about hell. Fear clouds his mind and then, an idea pops into his head. At that moment, he decides to go back to the demon in a bid to make another deal.

When the hour arrives, he says a silent prayer to God whom he failed to maintain a conversation with for ages. He walks back to his vehicle as the clock strikes '11 pm'

*******

Xander Miles: Tall, dark hair, black iris, strong jaw, a pointed nose, and pink lips that match his spotless light skin.

Sharp angles define him, from his broad shoulders to his carved chest and a tight eight pack.

A couple of piercings and bicep tattoo that seems to add more to his charms, makes all the females drool over him whenever he shows up.

His voice is angelic and never to be matched in beauty. Due to this, he is loved by all, old and young alike but what no one knows is, he bought all this off his soul, a trade that haunts him. It is as they say, "Even stars need darkness in order to shine."

Helena Chiaka: 5'5 in height, brown hair, brown orbs, a simple nose, and light brown lips which design her chocolate skin. She is endowed with curves in the right places, a nice body, long legs, a slim waist, and a killer figure.

A cross-designed bracelet tattoo rests on her right wrist with a nose piercing that may come off to some 'as a slutty vibe' but is not relevant thus her soul is as enchanting as her beauty.

She's the complete definition of perfect and the life of the party as she works in a club. She's a simple girl with morals and values, the perfect goody two shoes, or perhaps, a rebel who loves and honors God.

What happens when these two bump into each other?

When a good aura meets a dark aura? Would it be engulfed by the dark or would it shine through the darkness and illuminate it?

Hello Readers, we meet again

I hope you like the intro and it pushes you to read more.

This is going to be the first Dark/Romance story I've ever written.

Like I had said earlier this book was inspired by

Benjackson Troy's 'Darkside'

The first time I listened to it made me think of a dark story due to its beautiful lyrics.

It's available for download on any music site or platform for both Android and Apple users.

So, now that's settled let's proceed in this journey.

Freshy❤

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