Romans & histoires Books About Possession

Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.

Avery realized that these people could live peacefully together when there were no benefits to be had. She came across an online novel by chance and browsed through it a few times. She wasn't too interested in tombs being stolen. Then one day she went to the bookstore to look up information and suddenly found the online novel on the bookstore's best-seller shelf, in the most conspicuous position.

“They don’t like it when I say I’ve already been there.” “Hard to go somewhere you don’t believe in.” He mused. “True statement.” She agreed. “I pulled a few books for you. Don’t feel like you have to all of them. Or even any of them.” “I appreciate this. I’m not sure what to think about all of this.” “The woman? The feelings you have? Or the gifts she has?” Giving her a wry smile, he asked, “Do I have to pick just one?” “Absolutely not.” Ciara shuffled the books and pulled one out, handing it over. “This one is about ghosts. I also pulled a few about white covens.”

I don't know what happened but I fainted, and the darkness engulfed me. 𝙎𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 7𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩??

Dianna smiled at him despite the danger that awaits. She sat back into the soft bed and watched the man left the room. At that moment, Dianna tried to find something in the bed. She was hoping she brought something with her before she went into the car earlier. To her disappointments, she found nothing. Her purse was left at the park while her phone was in the captain’s possession. She sighed, hoping Demiel and Dianne were fine. She didn’t want to think of dying since she could still find a way to escape. And before she closed her eyes, she suddenly remembered a strange pattern of the books.

Was it talking about depressed people? Frowning, I struggled on. It listed the ‘warnings of possession.’ Insomnia. A bitter taste in the mouth. Difficulty concentrating. Bad luck. And… in those with magic, a loss of control. “Those who have found themselves attached to the wicked spirit say that they felt its dark presence in their words and actions,” I whispered as I continued to read. I thought of the feeling of sparks in my palms when I pushed Ali away. I slammed the book shut, my chest heaving as I stared at it. No.

Identity destabilization. Some accounts ended there. Others… didn’t. >>>>>>“In extreme cases, reunion precipitated catastrophic outcomes—particularly when one soul sought possession rather than partnership.” My throat went dry. Possession. I thought of the way my paintings sometimes felt like they weren’t asking permission. The way the image came first, and my consent followed. I slammed the laptop shut. The sound echoed too loudly in the room. “No,” I said firmly, standing. “Absolutely not.” I paced, barefoot against the floor, trying to shake the sensation crawling under my skin.

“You don’t get to leave, Aira. You belong to me.” The possessiveness in his tone sent a chill racing down my spine. I stumbled back, shaking my head. “I’m not yours, Alexander! You can’t treat me like I’m some object you own!” I turned on my heel, my heart pounding with a frantic rhythm. I didn’t know where I was going—I just needed to run, to escape the suffocating walls of his control. But Alexander was faster. Before I could take another step, he moved with terrifying precision, blocking my path like an unyielding force of nature. His eyes burned with an intensity that made me shudder.

I never asked him about the Underworld before and now that he was speaking about it, I was intrigued to the depths of hell, pun intended. “There are Demonic laws in Underworld. And every world running needs its rules and regulations. There are two types of possession. One with consent and one without. The ones which are possessed without consent are fatal for humans.” “Like Conjuring?” my eyes sparkled. He rolled his eyes, “Yes, something like that. But it can harm the demon too. A human body is complicated and sometimes taking over all of it can be a failure which leads to the demon losing his powers. That’s why possession with consent was created.” he said and I wished I had some popcorn w