Body Possession Novels & Stories

Why was he asking her these things, couldn’t he ask after she wasn’t so beat down? “I’m technically possessed, demons don’t just taint your mind and soul. They physically do it too, leaving their mark. Making it easier for others to get in. I get it out of mind and spirit immediately, but some like my blood or tears still are marked. It’s just how it works.” She was starting to cry a bit harder now. The bad memories trying to push up, the residue aiming at depression. “I want what is left in you.” She blinked for a second, he wanted what? There couldn’t be much there, why?

The possessiveness that had been bubbling within him reached a boiling point, and he suddenly grabbed Luna's neck, pulling her into a fierce kiss. His hands held her body tightly against his, his lips claiming hers in a possessive manner. He needed to remind both her and himself that she was his, and that no one else had the right to lay a finger on her. as he broke the kiss, Luna stared at him with wide eyes, trying to catch her breath she spoke, "What happened baby?" Arthur's eyes were still darkened, the possessive fire within him not quite extinguished yet. He looked at her, his eyes roaming over her face and body, as if making sure she was still his.

“You plan on reuniting with your Prince charming?” “At least he won't keep me locked up.” My hand slipped to the back of her neck. “Listen to me Hillary, you are mine, contract or no contract, you'll always be mine. You get that?” “I am not your possession, you can't own me and you don't own me.” “You are, I own you. Nothing can change that.” She pushed me with all her strength. “Fuck you!” I walked towards her, closing the gab between us. She placed her hand on my chest to prevent me from coming any closer.

The body she had never found was now, in reality, burned to ashes. “You shouldn’t have taken my daughter’s life.” “I had no choice. She slandered me viciously and tried to hurt my fiancée—sorry, now my wife,” Kingston added, making his final statement precise and clear. This provoked the savage side of Venessa, causing her knuckles to turn white as she clenched her fists around the iron bar. It became painfully clear just how much Venessa possessed the supernatural abilities August had described. The area around the pillar seemed to undergo a form of oxidation as the woman screamed in rage. The specially crafted prison bars instantly crumbled, her hands gripping the roughly torn-out bars.

In the end, it was similar to possessing because the flesh was completely controlled by others. The Mystic Maiden said, "Heaven and earth have rules, the sacred has order. Possessing is a very low-end operation because it is simple and crude. There are great disadvantages too. The more godly the character, the less likely possession will happen. This is because god has an order, and possessing will incur backlash. The loss is not worth the gain. Even if one is successful, there is nothing to glorify. But, to plant a soul was to completely and utterly turn someone else into yourself. Taking someone's body and soul means taking away their destiny and Heavenly Path of God, which is equivalent t

“I own you now, which means I get to own your body, your heart, and even your soul.” It felt like a bucket of cold water had been thrown at me as I froze. For some reason, I couldn’t feel my own body, as if it had gone numb. My gaze was fixated on the man who claimed to possess me, and as unfortunate as it seemed, I knew he was telling me the truth. Vicenzo Romanov… owned me now.

“Then tell me what it is you are trying to figure out and I will help you with it and based on the fact that you are my mate, I would always take you seriously.” “Okay.” I said as I tried to sit up and he allowed me. “I have been feeling a presence in me, like an additional voice has been throwing suggestions at me, I feel the presence sometimes and it keeps giving me creeps. I have even started to think that I might be possessed?”

"Why don't you just stay out of my business? Do I have to listen to you too? What are you now? My father?" No, if I left her there, some other guy might come up to her and do something bad. She was completely drunk and already swaying. She was about to walk away again when I took her hand once more. This time, i didn't hold her tightly... just enough so she could still pull away if she really wanted to.