Aphmau My Inner Demons Novels & Stories

Amara’s POV My inner darkness refused to go to sleep. I felt like I was suffocating on shadows with every breath. I watched the wind go through the trees while I sat near the window. I could feel the dark magic pulsing beneath my flesh, even though my hands were motionless. It desired freedom. It desired victory. I pressed my forehead against the chilly glass and said to myself, "Leave me alone." It didn't listen, though. Rather, I heard a voice in my head.

But now my menace is threatening to spill out in all its death-bringing darkness, chaos and wickedness. And you know what, this time round I will just bow to my demon and release him to devour whoever the motherfucker who dared to touch me is. I am just tired of taming who I am. Anyway, who’s else audacious enough to touch me apart from that obtuse floozy Noosha or one of her stupid brown-nosed stooges? There is no damage in crushing and wiping the floor with any of them.

Each passing second felt like an eternity, the world around me fading into darkness as my consciousness teetered on the precipice of oblivion. In that moment, a surge of defiance coursed through me, empowering me to fight against the encroaching darkness. With every ounce of strength I could muster, I clawed at Zarion’s hand, desperately trying to loosen his grip. To create a sliver of space through which I could draw breath. “S-Stop… this… Zarion…. Don’t listen to your inner demons.” Zarion is still growling, so I shrieked louder. “Stop it! You can do it!”

"I will let you in on a little secret. Actually, I'm going to tell you a story. You know, my first girlfriend? I loved her, so much. But, she hurt me. So I killed her, and then I made her disappear. My second girlfriend, I loved her to, so much. But, she also hurt me. So, I killed her too. Then third girlfriend, and my fourth. I killed all of them, because they hurt me. And, they made be very angry. Amara? My new girlfriend? She's making me angry, so I will kill her as well. But, not yet. It's too soon. She made me angry today, and I have to let my anger out. Because if I don't? Something very bad will happen." "What? The rumors are true?" "Oh, they are not just true. It's worst that you tho

"Wait a minute, what was that, that transpired a few days ago before my son rushed in with the news of grandmother's death. Why was I quiet and could not move with the way he was touching me so intimately? How come I feel I don't have the control over the doors I shot so many years ago in my heart again? Amaira begins to think. The most shocking part was what her inner wolf said to her during those moments. It was actually part of why she became paralyzed and could not move away or hit him while he kissed me. "He is your mate, can't you see it? The better you stop being too stubborn and accept him." Her inner wolf said. She was still in this thought when Damien walked up to her. "My darling,

She began to sing and tune out the world around her “They say, "Don't let them in…Close your eyes and clear your thoughts again".….But when I'm all alone…They show up on their own…’Cause inner demons fight their battles with fire…Inner demons don't play the rules…They say, "Just push them down just fight them harder….Why would give up on it so soon?”…So angels, angels please just keep on fighting….Angels don't give up on me today….Cause the demons the they are there….They just keep biting….Cause inner demons just won't go away….So angels, please, hear my prayer….Life is pain, life's not fair….So angels, please, please stay here….Take the pain, take the fear….They say, "It won't be hard”…But

The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the sound of his ragged breaths. In that moment of clarity, Damon realized the truth he had long been denying: he was not in control. Despite his wealth and power, he was powerless against the demons that lurked within him. His Borderline Personality Disorder, a constant shadow in his life, had reared its ugly head once again, leaving devastation in its wake.

I’ll die if I stay here, but if I return, it’s to something worse than the oblivion death brings. I sit on the bed and stare at nothing as several thoughts run free in mind. One in particular pushes me to my browser. It is Mauro’s words that keep resounding in my head like an alarm. “C'è un demonio dentro di te.” It takes countless tries to get the words right for the translation, but when I do, my breath catches. “There’s a demon in you.”

"No. Never mind. I don't know why I asked that." She truthfully didn't want to know. A demon? Shit had gotten real pretty quickly. Here, she had been scared of being seen as a monster. Meanwhile, she was a whole-ass demon. "I understand that you don't want to confront that reality—" "Thanks, so can you leave—" "But a dark cloud is spreading over Ohalo and you're the only one who can save the town." Kali burst out laughing. "Sorry for butting in but, that sounds like a movie ad."

Panic rose within me, and the feeling of helplessness engulfed me. I had given up trying to summon my wolf, but I couldn't give up on Ivory and Razor. I didn't know what came over me, but I found myself wishing for the very darkness that had engulfed me in my dreams, the one that had tormented me for years, urging me to scream into the waking world. The darkness that I believed had somehow corrupted my soul. I reached for it, and I felt it slithering into my skin. Caressing my flesh and becoming one with my body.