Aphmau My Inner Demons Novels & Stories

I still can't believe that I fucking trusted her. She played me and I fell for it like a gullible idiot I was. Someone kept knocking on the door calling out my name,but I couldn't hear anything the demons inside me had taken over and they were pissed. I kept throwing things against the wall. My demons were on a rampage. The lyrics inside me kept mocking me. Hate me, hate me, still tryna replace me Chase me, chase me, tell me how you hate me Erase me, 'rase me, wish you never dated me

《They’ve been droning on about dirt for an hour. Him. Again. I pressed my lips together. “What are you?” I whispered under my breath, low enough no one could catch it. “Hallucination? Psychic trauma? Or did I finally faint and hit my head one too many times?” A chuckle slithered through my mind. 《Cute. But no. I’m a demon, little wolf. All powerful. Ancient before your kind ever learned to crawl.》 My chest tightened. “Wonderful. A squatters’ rights demon. Living rent-free in my head.”

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.

"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.”

At that moment, I remembered Mei explaining that demons hate reflections. I turned around to check if there was one present in their room and sure enough, it was right behind us. My eyes fixed themselves at the reflection in the mirror and I couldn't shake off the fear that struck me rapidly. It's red angry looking eyes staring back at me. They almost looked hollow and deep. Horns sprung out of its skull and it had hooves instead of hands or feet. It almost resembled a scary-looking goat that has been dressed for Halloween. My body felt numb and like life was draining out of me as I started getting images of my worst moments. I felt myself crashing down on the cold hard ground as my vision d