Demonic Obsessions Novels & Stories

She looked at him with an eyebrow furrowed. "What do you mean?" "How do you know that your husband is kind, sweet, and amazing? Did you ever doubt him for a second?" "What do you-" "Like, you think your husband and your best friend are having a thing or something?" Daemon was trying to dig out her innermost desire. Demons have the ability to draw out the desire of humans. Much more the sinister and the darkest part of the soul of a human. But this woman is different from the others.

] Me: [? Cousin: [I researched this extensively. Demons need discipline. They're bad by nature, so you fight evil with evil. If they don't submit, you beat them until they do.] Corporal punishment, huh… Cousin: [But don't worry about traumatizing them or anything. Demons are kind of messed up; some even have kink tendencies. They like being hit. The harder you hit, the better it feels for them, the more obsessed they become with you, and the more obedient they are.]

Jesus, get it together care. I put my hand up to block my face but it’s too late; he’s staring directly at me. His brow goes sky high and he plops down in the seat she vacated as Dillon takes the one on the other side. “You keep turning up wherever I go. You stalking me?”

Her breathing started to stop. Then he released her. "You'll be confined to your room from now on," he said. "Ok" Her lips were trembling. He leaned on her neck, took a deep breath and began to take off her scent. Her scent was driving him crazy. He became intoxicated. It was the scent of his blood that was pressing his mouth. He put his hand over his mouth and barely backed away. "Go from here…Go" he roared helplessly. "I don't want to hurt you please go" He was helpless and backed away. He was restraining himself with his hands on his mouth. This desire had never been so strong before today. This girl was very special.

I hollered, stood up to approach her but she immediately moved backwards really fast, still having her face to me. I attempted to move closer but she brought her hand forward, "stop!" She yelled, panting like I was the demon of a horror movie trying to catch its prey. "Please tell me what's wrong so we can sort it out." I inquired, fully trying my best to stay calm. "Is it because of some goddamn fucking obsession that you decided to paralyse my parents by spraying that gas? Just so you could get your stupid desire." She hollered, tears rolling down her face.

You are going to me mine and I can fuck you whenever and wherever I want. Listening to that I looked up and I wasn't seeing that old Abhi there. he was behaving like a monster and I was getting afraid of him then. A shiver ran through my boss hearing to that. I never imagined he would say anything like that. '''Why??? What happened??? Why are you so shocked??? Oh come on!!! it will be a pleasure for you too.. Come on. and this cold weather demands this.. Come on. baby its our honeymoon and I am not gonna let you sleep without satisfying me tonight.''''

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma

The dark cloud that had loomed over Alex's soul grew denser, and with each passing day, the demon lurking inside him gained strength. Its malevolent presence seeped into his thoughts, tainting his actions with a sinister allure. Alex had fought against it, but now, it seemed as if the demon's grip on his very essence was tightening, suffocating him. He noticed Alex was starting to know more about things, meaning he already knew about the trick he was playing with his mind. The demon possessed him and started ordering everyone to get the sacrifice ready fast so he could come in his full self.

Their bodies intertwined in a frenzied heat, but beneath the ecstasy lay something darker; a feeling that she was nothing more than a plaything in the hands of a demonic force, every touch of Malik carrying desire and control. She knew she was sinking with him into a dark abyss, yet she clung to him even more tightly, as if yearning for a sweet, poisonous death. The scene was like a forbidden ritual—an intoxicating fusion of pleasure and sin, of morbid passion and ravenous obsession. And in both their eyes flickered that lurking evil, transforming the act into something far more than mere physical desire... into a battle between escape and surrender, between false love and the demon within.

Marcus' attention and love. From childhood to adulthood, the only person he was obsessed with was Marcus. He would never let go; even if he had to die, he wouldn't let him off easily. His obsession had turned him into a demon. "Just a little more pressure from my hand, and you'll be powerless," he said ruthlessly, wanting to break her neck so badly. Such a pretty neck, it would be a pity to break it. "You can try," she said coldly, without a hint of fear.