Books About Demonic Possession Novels & Stories

I took my regular route down to the archives and picked up right where I left off from the day before. From my previous search in trying to uncover all I could about ‘soul-snatchers’, I did happen to stumble upon a couple of passages that captured my attention. ‘Most dark creatures (i.e, demons, spirits, and specters) are attracted to large volumes of power and lively activity. Where they lack in soul and genuine moral decency, they seek to steal and take from others as a means to quench their undying hungers...’ “How pleasant,” I muttered to myself.

” The voice came as I closed my eyes, seeing a family with a woman I could not recognize, kids, laughing and giggling while on the other side was the pack house. “What do you wish to know?” The female voice came. ‘Everything about my life. Will I be a good alpha?” I asked, “This is you” She showed me a place where everything was burning and I was holding onto something crying. Rhia, tied in chains, could not speak as she looked up at me. “No! No!” I cried before the light went out and I fell to the ground. “What the fuck was that?” I asked them, tears streaming down my face as Ariel came closer to me.

The memories comfort and then swiftly spin around and wound me. All I can do for now, stuck in Greenway in this gilded cage, is keep out of the firing line. Back in the library amongst the records I picked up a couple of books for studying tonight in my room. They’re about demons and demonology. I’m going to work out whatever it is Roxie has awoken and find out to put the thing back in its place. The pages are dark and stained with age, the blood red leathery covers marked with hundreds of different users' hopes for answers.

I already informed my guards to be alert around her and to not let her out of their sight. Any one who fails or defiles me, would face grim consequences. They do not call me the devil for no reason. My head turned to the peaceful, sleepy Lucia, and I shook my head. How could she sleep so peacefully in this situation? One minute she was all over the place, kicking and cursing at me for taking her away from her weakling of a boyfriend, who has been cheating on her, the next she is sleeping peacefully like she has no care in the world.

The healer stiffened, then immediately gathered his things and withdrew without a word, closing the door behind him. “I heard about the attack,” Kai said, breath still uneven. Asher’s gaze stayed forward. “What did you find on what I asked you to investigate?” Kai straightened. His expression hardened. “A soul-eating demon.” Asher turned slightly. Kai continued. "It hunts those burdened with painful memories.” Asher didn’t speak, only watched him. He paused, letting the weight of it sink in. “If the demon succeeds in consuming a soul… it becomes even more powerful. Almost unstoppable.”

“It is not that I discount it, necessarily. It is that I have yet to see an example of it with my own eyes. I’ve seen horrible, awful things. I’ve seen perfectly healthy people have psychotic breaks. Completely unexplained. Could this be accounted to demonic possession? Yes. Could it be accounted to vampirism? Perhaps. In my view, it doesn’t really matter what you label it. What you have is an unexplained event that is outside the guise of normal—thus, para-normal. “Do I believe there exist in the universe dark spiritual forces that can sway a normal human life? Yes. If you would like to call that vampirism, you could. But I would view it more along the lines of possession. In other words—I

"To warn you I was coming to church next week, I'm sure. Good thing too, so you can warn Vargas. However, I'm sure your little friend already knows. When exactly did you start working with demons, anyway?" This time the older man laughed. "Demons? Please, Rhychard, don't tell me you actually believe in demons?" Rhychard smiled. "You're a preacher. Isn't it your job to believe in them?" Running his hand through his perfect hair, Adrian gave a slight shrug of his thick shoulders. "The demons of today are addictions, more or less, like alcohol, sex, or drugs. They're negative personality traits like envy and greed. Demons are allegorical, Rhychard, the stuff of fantasy writers."

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.

At least with vampires I had some movies to fall back on, but demons were a whole new ball game to me. Maybe today while we are on our picnic, I will just ask him and maybe he may tell me if I guessed it right. As I look through the books, I came to the conclusion that there wasn’t any specific books on demons and this was going to be hard to dig up information on them. Vampires, wolves, witches, and warlocks there were a ton of books at my fingertips and it made me wonder if that was because he was studying the behavior of those he hunted.

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.