Aphmau My Inner Demons Novels & Stories

What if he had done something to her while being clouded by his inner demons? Lana had entered the basement, what greeted her was the sight of splattered blood but what made her shout was something she didn't think she would see "Derekkkkkkkkkkkkkkk..................

I even hurt myself by smashing the door with my bare hands. I even broke the mirror and tear my skin. My life is a mess and it’s hard to take revenge with my demon. I better die. I grab on a broken part of the mirror and place it under my chin leaning it closer to my neck. Before I could do anything else to myself, I noticed that I have a different reflection on the broken mirror. It’s Shaira with a demonic smile on her face. All of a sudden, I can no longer control my hand. It’s frozen and I can no longer move them.

" Life seems problematical Because we make it so We're all listening to someone else Without listening to ourselves We cover our lifes with insignificant things that do not matter I want to be what I want to be with no shame and hastI've cared about what people think of me for too long Do I believe in trust?I'm human My life feels in between this days and it limits me I can say I am where you call rock bottom But still feel higher How did I get myself into this mess I question Looks like my demons are awaken Now I'm drowning It's like I'm falling into a pit of endless darkness I'm tired Broken inside for something I don't know But it's messing with my mind, fucks with my guards I keep t

INNER DEMONS: It's like a shadow in an eternal night It does not let you free it does not let you live in the light It takes you deeper into an endless tunnel It ensnares you with chains It pumps it's venom into your vains The darkness does not let it's prey go easily It does not let you out It leave you in a corner to doubt and pout So I fall Collapsing in a dirty corner the world has ever seen In tears I wrap my arms around my knees And gently rock my broken heart to sleep I start to cry for what I have lost I mourn for the hope that it will dim I pray for the forgiveness of my past, my sin. but, they will stay with me. My inner demons won't leave So all I can do is grieve

My skin is glowing with an amazing holy glow , a angelic aura is given off my me – I watch and feel it fill up the room ,making the dark room cozy. When I started having this dream a while back , I remember how I used to cower and shrink myself. I recall the way I would bow my head , showing my submissive side to the demons of my soul and mind. As time went by though , I found out that they did not carry mercy with them ; the demons within my mind did not have a heart to show mercy on me. They just let me suffer , while they mocked me.

Kevin asked, raising his eyebrows. She just heard the whispers, getting louder... "It's the disgrace." "A reborn of abominations..." "Queen of cowards." "Mated to the greatest abomination of them all!" The voices kept whispering like they were piercing through her skull and Ruby found herself letting out an ear-splitting scream, incapable of taking it anymore. Her blood was boiling for real. She felt like she was going to die if she didn't get the hell out of that house. "Please. Stop!" She begged, tears were rolling down her face with her hands holding her head, hoping it would stop the voices.

"I know, sweetheart. I know what's happening to you." "Do you?" she asked desperately. "Because I feel like I'm going crazy. There's this voice in my head, telling me to hurt people. To control them. To make them all bow down to me." "That's The Mother," I explained gently. "She's part of you, but she's not all of you." "Part of me?" Amara's voice broke. "You mean I really am a monster?" "No, baby. You're not a monster. You're just... complex."

My fiancée and my best friend were the top partners at a multi-million-dollar law firm, while I was just the guy handling the administrative work. In the courtroom, they were in perfect sync, trading fierce legal arguments and sharing an effortless dynamic. In their personal lives, they casually flirted through law jokes that only the two of them understood. I could never get a word in, edge-wise. Every time they laughed, I offered a painfully awkward smile. Even at my mother's funeral, nothing changed. They chatted merrily in front of her coffin, eventually breaking into audible laughter. “Clara, can you greet the guests?” I called out to her. I was the only child in the family, and a

ANONYMOUS POV I woke up with a pounding headache. Voices kept drifting in and out as I stumbled into consciousness. I had heard the voices even after I stopped seeing things. Yes, there are times when I could stop seeing things. I am a monster. this is why I am born like this. I opened my eyes. I am still here. was I thinking that miraculously I will be outside If I wake up? No, this time I will not listen to my brain. I refuse to get into trouble because of it. I will prove to the doctors who take care of me that I am a good boy. I will obey them. They are doing all this for my benefit.

"Haven't you noticed that information and history about the Dark Inner Demon has been appearing bit by bit in your mind? You didn't actually understand it this well before. For example, this incantation you just mentioned and your knowledge of the inner demon illusion..." Chase paused, then continued, "If you had known before, with your conscience, you would have joined forces with Wren long ago to completely eliminate these so-called Dark Inner Demon seeds. But you didn't. Do you know why?" "Why?" Helena felt somewhat desperate at this moment. "Because the Dark Inner Demon has been in your heart all along, blocking your memories and perceptions. For instance, you're actually a very upright