Dreaming Demon Novels & Stories

This wasn’t my first time and soon l was lost in dreams. This dream started with something like a demoness with a lady like face but she was dressed up in black only. In the dream I was in a place which l didn’t know. I was alone with this demoness. I was chained up on the wall, watching her laugh loudly. “So you now finally pregnant ha-ha-ha” “Do you think you will give birth?” “Am gonna eat that little soul just like the first ones… Ha-ha-ha”, She went on. Her words hit me, l used to have miscarriages because of her.

Ronin recognized the metaphorical significance of the dream—how the demon represented the dark aspects within each person, capable of inflicting harm upon others or even oneself if not acknowledged and controlled. The dream's horror was not limited to the physical realm; it extended to the depths of Ronin's subconscious, exposing his inner demons. This introspection revealed his own potential for malice and the potential darkness that could consume him if left unexamined. Ronin's fear amplified as he recognized the unsettling duality within himself—the capacity for both good and evil, compassion and cruelty. The dream acted as a harrowing reminder of the importance of self-awareness and the

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.

♪♪ Demons • by Imagine Dragons ✿✿✿⁠ LILAH These nightmares would never stop chasing after me. They're too vicious and glutinous to leave me alone. Every night whenever I fix my eyes close, I see demons chasing after me. They'd laugh at me because I'm so pathetic and unwieldy. I scream at them again and again that I'm not but they'd keep making fun of me. Sometimes I question myself, what I did to deserve this abhorrent life. I could've lived like other kids out there. I could've gotten very loving and careful parents who would nourish and protect us. But we got monsters.

She poked my chest, hard. "Fine. I can put you in a dream state and you can meet this demon instead of giving your body to it, but just because it's a dream state, doesn't mean you can't get hurt, okay?" "You can still have your body stolen, so whatever you do, always remember it's a fucking dream and they're out to get your mind." I nodded, processing her words quickly. Dream state. Not entirely safe but manageable. Wake up. "Okay." "God! You make me worry so much, you'll give me wrinkles fast," she sighed. "What's this demon anyways? Do we know its name or powers?"

[what? "When we first entered the village, I got the stench of demons" [Demons?] "Yes, Maybe the creatures in this village were eaten by demons or some other things might've happened related to demons I don't care, but I want to know one thing. The dream of yours, are you sure the demon was looking at you?" [That's a demon in my dream?] "Red eyes, long hair, and sharp fangs. If you have observed properly, you would've observed wings too. Those features sound exactly like the Descendants of Lucifer."

He had red pupils with vertical irises like a cat’s. “What is he?” I leaned in and whispered to Xavier. He merely glanced at the boy and then looked away. “He’s a demon. I wouldn’t keep staring if I were you. He’s a dream demon. You don’t want him latching onto you. They plague humans in their dreams, feeding off their fears.” I looked away instantly, but I could still feel those red eyes on me. “Everyone in here is supernatural?”

It seems we were in our apartment, surrounded by chanting demons, Stefan was kissing Lilith, and I was thrusting into her from behind, Was this Lilith's fantasy? To have my brother and I make love to her. No, wait... Why would she fantasized about demons if she doesn't know they exist or? Did I just tap into Lilith's memories? But it still doesn't make sense, unless... she raided our dreams, but why didn't I remember? Why am I being shown this now? “Damon?” I heard a distant calling. “Damon?” Realizing I was back to reality, I quickly let go of her arm,

I crawled in, took off my shoes, put them next to me, lay down on the cold ground, pulled myself into a ball, and cried my eyes out. In my dream, I opened my eyes to red eyes glowing at me in an eerie, creepy way, and I screamed at the top of my lungs when I recognized what it was. A male demon! I shrieked in fear as the demon mocked me with his eyes. It came closer to me, and I froze. "You're in my territory," he spat. "You asked for trouble, and now, I'll use you for lunch." Little demons, probably the children of the demon, surrounded the cave and fixed their red eyes on me. Fresh terror reared up within me.

Lucifron runs his fingers over Gary's face, letting the sparks spread, and looking him in the eyes, says: - I love you. The phoenix stretches her wings, stretching and opening her beak. She had lain down next to Gary and fallen asleep. Now that she woke up, she saw that inside the room, looking at Gary, was a horrible figure. The figure looked around suspiciously, as if he knew someone else was there. Then he looks at Gary. - What do you dream of with an empty mind? I can't see it. I hope you dream of me fucking you – the demon says, laughing.