Bible Verses About Demonic Possession Novels & Stories

At the sight of Gina the priest took his cross hanging on a necklace around his neck and held it in front of her praying in Latin. ‘'I don’t know what is happening to me,’' Gina cried, feeling the need to also kill the priest, wanting to smell and taste his blood. “My child, you must be possessed,” the priest said, shaking. “I think, I think I killed everyone,” Gina said, pointing backward. “No, my child, n-no, it must be the demon. We have to tie you up, so you don’t kill anyone else,” the priest said, keeping his distance. Gina puttee her hand in front of her, showing that she wanted the priest to tie her up, “Please help me.”

“Do you know how many souls, how much strength that has gifted me? You must know I can control the hearts and minds of your every enforcer—” The former priest kicks his way free of the weakened, necrotic grip of the demon’s current host. The second that strangle hold stops cutting off his breath, the Latin verse starts rolling from his lips. “Omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Lustra! Lus—”

I didn’t even know which one terrified me more. My baby kicked hard against my ribs. I pressed my hand over the spot, whispering gently, “I know, I know. I’m sorry. Mommy’s just a little… shaken.” A little broken, too. I hadn’t come this far to be found now. Not when I’d clawed my way out of hell with bloodied fingers Not when I’d finally started breathing again even if every breath still felt heavy. I stayed in the bookstore for another hour, pretending to read. My eyes barely moved across the page. My mind kept replaying Delilah’s face, trying to remember if I saw her pick up a phone, if she followed me, if someone else might already be looking.

Inside, she moved toward the window, but the bishop reached out to stop her, commanding: "Leave her! We have a much greater task ahead of us. Demons are gathered in this fragile body." Returning to Amal's rigid form, the bishop called to her, his voice filled with faith: "Amal... do you hear me? In the name of Christ, release her! Evil spirits, fire, and destruction await you. Leave her ears and her body. Get away from her now!" We bowed down to her base, and we turned to her head, and the whisper of an era of anxiety and resolve:

The possession was trying to jump to him. Dominic collapsed to his knees, the phoenix ash burning through him like wildfire. But we didn't let go. We couldn't. "Darius!" I called out through the bond. "Darius, can you hear me?" Nothing. Just pain and darkness and the demon's mocking laughter. "Fight!" Damon roared. "Damn it, Darius, fight!" Still nothing. The poison was too strong. The possession is too deep. He was slipping away, and I could feel it happening through the primary bond. Feel him giving up. No. No, I wouldn't accept that.

Shaking her head in a frantic motion, Emmeline fought the intoxicating pull of his proximity. This man was temptation incarnate. He was a walker of iniquity sent to drag her down into a den of ruin. She squeezed her eyes shut and desperately summoned the ultimate shield of her faith to combat the heat pooling in her belly. "Greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world. First John chapter four, verse four." She gasped the scripture in a breathless rush, clinging to the verse as a frantic reminder that the holy spirit within her was supposed to conquer the sinful flesh of the world. Yet her body continued its rank betrayal.

“The power of demons and demon worshippers. The reign of those who bow before their ancient enemies. You are trash, worse than trash. “And it will take you a long time to repent of those words and offer your prayers of mercy to the One who will soon consume your soul. And believe me. Your prayers will not be answered. "You didn't even dare say that when I grabbed you by the head and threw your filthy corpse into the abyss."

A demonic leer appeared on his face as his sinister gaze peered at her possession. "Cara Mia….." he breathed out her name.

"Sister… help me…" Allowing sobs to overtake her once more, Amelia threw herself into Sister Rosario’s arms. Too shocked to move, the woman just remained in place silently. “Sister Rosario, please help me, I-I think that a demon may be…” Amelia cried as fresh tears poured from her eyes. “A DEMON IS TRYING TO POSSESS ME! Please help me...please...help….” As she spoke, dizziness began to overtake Amelia, stopping any and all pleads that she may have said. Looking up at Sister Rosario, wide eyed Amelia realized that something was very wrong with her.

The voice made me remember a verse our pastor used as a sermon in the bible the last time I attended the evening bible study that always takes place every Tuesday. I can recall the verse very well that says, "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Take therefore the whole armour of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand, therefore, with your loins girt with truth and your breastplate of righteousness on. And with the preparation of the gospel of peace on your feet;