Books About Demonic Possession Novels & Stories

You can only see the demons that lurk within only after diving down, deep enough to be able to do so, and jumping head first into the unknown was a thing of caution even for a lunatic. To put it simply, Dane likely had no control over Grimes. The beta was just following orders because he wanted to not because he saw Dane as his alpha. [“Get Dawson immediately”] Dane ordered through the mindlink. He looked over his shoulder briefly before he turned his head and looked ahead again. Grimes foot halted mid-step. He neither rejected the order nor did her affirm it, but Dane didn't wait to hear it. “Beta Leonardo,” Grimes called, and Leo, who was in front of them, stopped. “You don't mind if i tak

Still the rain didn't look like stopping anytime soon so she thought she'd look around, maybe she could find a cheap copy of one of the classics she liked. Tara dropped this idea as she began to wander between the shelves, the books all seemed very odd. Those which she could read the titles of were things like 'The Occult Magick of the Amazon', 'Guide to the Dark Dimension', 'John Dee's Rituals', 'Demon Summoning' and 'Aleistar Crowley's Full Works'. Tara thought she'd heard of the last guy, some sort of mystic from before the Second World War. However the odd books didn't disturb half as much as the things which were dotted around the book shelves. All manner of weird items such as wands, a

“Well.” “We are more than bound. This is some dark shit at play. What would an innocent little witch be doing with such dark magic?” His question sent goosebumps to rise along my skin, and I shivered at the thought of being able to do something so apparently evil without meaning to. Was there anything else in my life that I had done unintentionally? Had I ever hurt anyone…killed anyone? “I could guess that much. I just allegedly summoned a spawn of Satan!” Demetri cringed at that, but I turned away and began to pace.

“If it makes you feel any better, Thorne and I don’t have parents anymore either. No demons or angels do. We’re… possessed.” “Possessed?” “Yeah.” Noah put the cap on his water and dumped it beside him, before picking himself up and going to the bookshelf again. Pulling out a different tome, he came back and sat beside her. The heat from his thigh against hers had her stomach fluttering, but she shut it down and watched as he opened the book. “The soul… no, that’s not quite the right word… uh… the essence of a demon is housed in a crystal.”

And something faintly metallic beneath it all. Blood. --- His fingers moved across worn spines until he found what he sought. Soul Vessels. Forbidden Possessions. Underworld Bindings. Kael pulled the heavy books free and placed them across a nearby table. The candles lit themselves automatically. He began reading. --- Hours passed silently. Only the sound of turning pages filled the room. Kael’s expression darkened more with every text. Some spoke of spirits entering weak bodies. Others described possession through mirrors, cursed artifacts, blood rituals.

It felt good to speak this out loud, to let the half-vague ideas form into words and get it out of her mind. Ariella hadn't exactly entertained the notion that Seneca was anything more than a grieving widowed Luna, but maybe there was something more behind her cold exterior. "It says here that demons can take on human form and even reproduce. Don't ask me how. But Francis also believed that there was some kind of ritual for turning a half-breed demon into a full demon. Sounds freaky," Gabby screwed up her face and pushed the book back to Ariella. "Sounds absolutely horrible," Luci commented from over Ariella's shoulder, and Ariella shivered in agreement.

"Have you read these books? I mean, have you read every page of each one?" "No, although I have learned quite a bit from it." The two men widen their eyes. "But what's going on anyway? Why are they reacting this way?" They both go into a deep silence, thinking about the best way to start the subject. The dark-haired demon points with his finger to the black-covered book. "That is a Grimoire of Dark Magics. You probably used some spell from here to summon me." Then he points to the other volume, the gray-covered one.

While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics this was said to be unknown. I wonder were you get that notebook.” “I really don’t know but all I know is that this notebook was with me the moment I was born.” Miss Minerva was still curious about me and asked what is the name of the book. and I told her it was “Demonic Relic” the moment I told her the name

He picked up his cup of tea which had cooled down and his attention focused entirely on the eunuch as he read out the report. “CongQi Town has been experiencing a bad season as the weather changes were often unpredictable, this has caused much of the plantation and crops to be affected which depletes the people’s food supplies. The situation has worsened when it seems that the livestock has been infected by some unknown disease which has caused many death among the animals. Requesting to the court to send help in form of food supplies as the people may not survive during the winter which is predicted to be a month’s a way. Also a rather alarming incident involving the death of several young

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.