Demon Whispers Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and inhaled a deep breath before opening it again. Sa pagmulat ko ng aking mga mata ay mukha niya ang nabungaran ko. He's looking at me directly to my eyes. That I felt him searching my soul, that he seems trying to read what's inside on my head. Dinig na dinig ko ang lakas na pagtambol ng aking dibdib dahil sa intensisad na hatid ng kanyang mga titig. Na sa lakas no'n ay pakiramdam ko ay anumang segundo ay kakapusin ako ng aking hininga dahil doon. "Baby." His deep and baritone voice engulfed my ear.

Will they continue to communicate with gazes, like back then? But Sebastian wanted to hear the voice of the angel in front of him. Again and again. He recorded scene after scene while the conversation in the orchid room earlier, that's why Sebastian was more silent. He was enjoying the strains of this woman's voice. soft and painful. And now they stare. He missed this woman very much. He also just found out the name of the woman in front of him earlier today. Ariesta Collison.. What a beautiful name. According to the user.

But the end of what was unclear. I searched the abyss and found nothing. Fear overwhelmed me; images started to appear one by one. Cleo, Prue, work, mum, and the last was Damian. Each disappeared as if they were smoke. Whisps filled the air and dissipated one at a time until there was only one left. The whisp from Damian floated across to me. It morphed into a guiding light as the ticking became faster. Something deep inside felt the pull; I needed to follow it. Step by step, one foot in front of another, I followed his light. It led me to a door in the middle of the abyss. The door stood solid in front of me as the whisp passed through it and disappeared.

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

I knew the system wouldn't give me such a thing if it didn't have any tricks in its sleeve. "All right, let's see." "Come on out!" "Arise!" "Form!" … After an hour. "Condense!" Suddenly, a word sprung into my head out of nowhere, and I murmured it unconsciously. "Demonize." A purple-black light abruptly fanned out and hovered over everything as the air behind me began to tremble like waves. A majestic entity that resembled a demon suddenly appeared behind me and drifted silently while appearing to be perched high above all living things.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

The fact is that if I will be seen by such creature my demise would be imminent. It was rather odd that En was quite in this whole endeavor. He might be trying to contact the powerful being in order to help me or he’s just busy with trying to block the maddening whispers that were trying to invade my mind. I scratched my ears as the insistent buzzing due to the miasma made my ear itchy, like listening to an ASMR but instead of sweet nothings all you could hear were maddening screams of those who were taken and there urge to join them in there maddening cacophony.

Without her realizing it, her long-buried grievances seemed to be easing away. Her eyes turned watery. The lyrics were a bunch of simple and straightforward words, yet she found herself completely absorbed in them. "Whisper of the Silence." Danise smiled. "Lovely song, isn't it?" "Whisper... of the Silence?" A glimmer appeared in her lifeless gaze. "Such a beautiful name. Is this your latest work?" "How I wish. It's Kyle." Staring into her eyes, he continued, "He composed it with hopes that it could reach the ears of somebody he misses."

Thane stood by my side, his breath hitched. "Discede ab ea, creatura noctis, filil diaboli," she repeated louder. The wind brought down some furniture this time, Thane stepped closer, his body positioning itself between me and the falling shards of glass. I suddenly felt like my breath had been zapped out of me. Just then I saw the figure—not it wasn't a figure—the demon took the shape of a black mist, a living, breathing, darkness. The room felt suddenly colder. "May the abyss absorb you," she whispered, trapping the creature in the empty vessel she brought along. "It is done."