Body Possession Novels & Stories

“Uh, I just assumed you did. He’s a wealthy and powerful man in show business.” “Hey, I don’t give a shit about his wealth and power. I only care about you, okay? I used to think being associated with him would be good for you and that getting signed into his company would be your best shot at reaching your goals, but after knowing what kind of scumbag he is—offering help and a contract in exchange for your body and sex? It changed my mind. I now think being associated with him is not good for you, and I still don’t like giving your body to him. What if you are not the only one he’s given that kind of offer to? What if there are many of you? That would be dangerous! He would be prone to sexu

"I live in your house; I don't know if that counts. Besides, how can that hurt you? I'm a free girl." "In that you are mine alone! From this moment on, I forbid you to be seen with this man or anyone else. Do you understand?" he asked in a domineering tone, and she opened her eyes wide in the face of this attack of possessiveness. To have been not to possess. You can have what you don't want. Possession is having and enjoying what you have. José Saramago.

Mine! I stared at him confused, I saw the guy with him stare in shock at him and was looking at me weirdly. "You meant what you just said?" I heard the guy ask him again. "Excuse me, but I don't understand you, I am not a possession so you can't own me, man, please I am sorry for not watching my steps," I said moving away from him. Who the heck? Just see someone for the first time and just feel like owning the person.

One stride… Nothing. I don't fall, just stop. Mid-step. Mid-breath. Someone hit pause on me and forgot to press play again. My limbs don't respond. My muscles don't fire, I'm upright and aware and pinned. A pressure on the soul, if that's a thing people still have around here. Worse than a choke hold, more of a polite embrace, forcing the panic from my bones. And, because I'm me, I take it. "What the fuck?" I whisper, my voice barely more than air.

David arched his brow, “she has no clue who you are does she?” I shook my head, “not a fucking clue, all she knows is that I own the club and just fucked the shit out of her.” Siting his drink down David laughed, “it won’t take him long to figure out who is buying her all this shit.” Leaning back in my chair I shrugged, “I don’t really care how long it takes him cause I’m not sure if I’m going to give her back or not.” David looked up at me shaking his head, “aw shit Lucas, have you found a new pet.”

She knew it was against his will and he knew it was dangerous, so why did he in the end? Since a month ago, she had seen her unconscious cousin like this. Just like this. He had signs of life -- breathing and a pulse -- but was left in a vegetative state: closed eyes, paralyzed limbs, and same old lying position. He had been like this since the conjurer summoned the demon since it took over André’s body. Demon possessions are supposed to be destructive and wild in nature, but this one was a rare sight. It was as if it was just waiting for a prime opportunity for something to happen.

Giselle firmly said that makes Xander suddenly nervous. He is now in a crisis because the woman who will be the mother of his child doesn't want to tied herself while having s*x together. Xander is still not healed from his trauma. He is still not allowed to touch women any longer. All his strength was save when he put his d*ck inside this woman hole. And after he had intercourse his allergy and panic attack and trauma came all at once. He didn't hold Giselle from that thought. But when he held or touched Giselle while having an intercourse. He knows that it will be the end of his life. Even right now his body is all covered up. He even wears gloves just to not have physical contact with Gis

“I can see in your soul. A girl who was never loved by friends. A mate who has constantly given her reasons to leave. A mother who outshines her in every way. What do you really have to offer anyone?” A pain shot through my heart as she truly captured my inner demons. “I guess we aren’t that much different. They pushed aside you for a sister. You are mateless and have no friends.” “True, but I have a power that outranks you.” Her eyes squinted. “What power would that be?” “Did you know with possession comes a certain ability for mind-control?” I did not like where this was going. “That is literally the definition.” “Not wrong, but with weak-minded people, it is easy to bounce between them. M

“I have noticed there is a weak point in anti-teleportation defense by the windows and I theorize it is possible to teleport outside if you stand on a certain square and touch the glass and imagine yourself outside.” He closed the journal with a snap. He was willing to risk it. He would do anything to get Leo’s soul back.

"Let's talk upstairs!" Bernard returned to the living room wearing a sour expression. Once Chad and Hogan came up, he said, "Maverick may have been possessed!" Hogan said, "Possessed? How is that possible?" Chad might be surprised, but he said calmly, "Who possessed him?" Bernard glanced at Yael's corpse and said, "Him!" Chad was surprised, but it was still within his range of expectations. Possession was not uncommon anyway. It mostly affected patients who had had organ transplants.