Demonic Vision นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"A little, I don't want to push you, but I haven't seen you have a good vision yet. So I guess I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop." "I have had promising visions. I just don't have a physical response to them the way the warning ones do." "So it was a warning vision?" "It was just fire and darkness. I don't know what it means." "Hm," was all he said. "Do you want me to show you one of the good visions I have had?" He blinked but nodded, almost unsure of what I was saying. I placed my hand on his face and kissed him very gently. DAMON

I would fit right there with these guys. “That was just a memory vision; it couldn’t have been the dream realm. I have no power over those. There are demons who have the power to affect dreams like I can, but I don’t know of any which could affect your visions. I think it was just a dream and you got affected because it was too intense. Still, be careful while you meditate again. I would protect you in the dream realm though,” he said. “I would wear a charm to protect myself from psychic attacks,” I replied.

Demons- I thought- of lust, of desire. Now, don't roll your eyes. Desire demons take far too many forms to just say mine was a succubus thing- I didn't summon them just to get my rocks off. Lust demons are the deal makers, the insidious, the Djinn. They meet us humans at crossroads, grant us wishes, fulfil our dreams. They are exactly what you want them to be. Be careful what you wish for.

"It's more than just a nightmare. It's a vision. A terrifying one. I… I think it’s a warning from the Goddess, or perhaps from Mother’s power." I recounted the vision to him, forcing myself to relive the freezing smoke, the howling despair, the beast, and the ultimate horror of being inverted and drained on the altar. I described the feeling of my Holy Power being siphoned away and, finally, the chillingly beautiful face of the woman I had never seen before, who stood to gain it all. When I finished, the silence in the study was heavy and profound. Davon’s scent, usually a calming mix of pine and rain, was now laced with a sharp, metallic anxiety.

Everyone felt a feeling of asphyxiation. Among the Demon Kings of the court of Deity Phoenix, Spirit Eyes Demon King was ranked third. His power was above the One Legged Ox Demon King. He was mysterious, and no one knew his true body. This time, he exploded in the demonic aura and the pressure that he gave people was more horrendous than that of the One Legged Ox Demon King. This was especially so because his eyes glimmered with a silver fire that seemed as though it could be put out in a whiff of wind. It seemed weak and gave people the feeling of chills all over their bodies.

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

My nose was bleeding. “it wasn’t just a dream,” I whispered hoarsely, dread creeping into my bones. Images slammed into my mind without warning. Emmalaine kneeling before a dark altar, her head bowed as shadows wrapped around her like living things. The Alpha’s crest burning, melting into flesh. Children screaming. Death. So much death. I clutched my head, rocking slightly as the visions faded, leaving me trembling and hollow. “Goddess,” I breathed, my voice barely sound. “What have you done to me?”

It showed them visions. In one, they saw themselves as kings of this world—ruling with the hybrid child as their heir, an empire of pleasure and power. In another, they saw Damian fully submitting, collared permanently, broken beautifully under Alex’s command. In a third, Alex was the eternal vessel—belly always full, used by the realm itself for endless breeding. Each vision tempted. Each tried to force a role. But they fought back. Even as they fucked again—Damian bending Alex over a glowing crystal outcrop, pounding him from behind while vines held his wrists—they whispered to each other.

They were just blurry shadows in his peripheral vision. Jimmy wasn’t sure if the other men could see the Anunnaki, but they certainly made their presence felt. Every sick and sadistic act those men had ever watched or gotten off on, was now visited on their own bodies. Whatever demons they were trying to exorcise in dim, furtive rooms like this one, were now coming back to claim them with a vengeance.

Lord of demons Deadly pale white skin with white hair and reddish black eyes. Erasmus has the power to influence anyone with the using he seven deadly sins; Pride Lust Greed Wrath Gluttony Sloth Envy He also have dominant power over the lycan demons. Incubus Female demons with red skin and pitch black eyes, their horns are shorter and curved and they eliminate a lot of sexual phernisphere. Bersekers /demons Warrior demons that fights in war. Black skin with soulless eyes.