Dreams Of Being Possessed Novels & Stories

“It’s okay. It’s okay, honey. I’m sorry I was just having a nightmare.” “You and me both. Do you want to talk about it?” Jessie pulled back a little. “You weren’t the only one with weird dreams. I think someone forced me into the Dream Realm.” “What do you mean, forced? By whom? Do you know?” Alrick couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Could his nightmare be the same? Someone forced him to view that. Why? When did it happen? Where would it happen?

''Well, because of your nightmare actually'' My eyes widen "what! but how-'' ''I could tell, you made it obvious last night'' he grinds ''and I saw you and that horrible image of your mum'' I start to panic ''Is-is it real?'' ''it's okay, everything's fine, you're just being drawn by demons'' ''Demons?'' I asked confused ''Well yeah, you don't think you possessing so much power means you're demon-free right? do you? you're like the main target, now that you're exposing your powers they'll come your way, to have you as their possession, to turn you to the dark side" ''Da-dark side?, what do you mean, demons?, shit you're scaring me'' I can literally hear my heart beating

Afraid of myself. "Don't search for me, don't ask anymore questions, because if you do i will know, and it would be the last time you get to see daylight". Just before the camera went off, i noticed my eyes....her eyes change color from the blue green ones they were to a deep shade of red. And then, just then i realized this whole thing was very real. It wasn't PTSD of any kind no, i was possessed. Possessed by a demon that feeds on female gentiles. Females that i clearly murdered with my own hands. Possessed by the mother of hell.

It’s taxing, always having to be on guard. The worst part is the dreams. Even if I don’t want to, I still dream of her. The erotic nature of the dreams has be believing more than ever that she is a succubus or temptress from hell. She can’t get me when I’m awake, so she tries to taunt me in my sleep, tempting me to come find her. I haven’t yet. I don’t plan on coming to find her either. No matter how bewitching the dreams are.

he said and I felt my heart leave my chest and hang in my throat. ' what a slave?' I asked myself silently with a heavy heart. "Why ? Why are you doing this to me all of a sudden?" I couldn't help but ask, I don't really think I have done anything wrong by telling him about my dreams. " I'm doing this because you are not different from the demonic spirit that possessed you. You're worse than the demonic spirit itself" he said, releasing his grip from my hair and I fell to the ground. I don't think I understand any of his words. How can I be worse than the demonic spirit everyone believes that possessed me. I really don't don't understand why I should be worse than the demon by telling him my

Maybe he only hadn't heard of it before because those ghostly immoral hosts had already possessed a body by then and kept the secret to themselves. Right now, in front of him, a ghost possession was slowly happening. If his guess was correct, the entity was trying to trap the girl's mind through an illusion. He had no idea what ghostly beings could do, but since they could directly touch somebody's subconscious, it should be not improbable for them to create worlds inside there and exhaust the mind and soul of the body's true owner through making them live there and experience various kinds of nightmares there. Which one had been employed by the unwanted entity?

“And I saw the possession. Not of you, but of us. Of our two souls finally recognizing each other. It was destiny. You felt it, too. Don't lie.” “I felt something,” I admit grudgingly, fighting the shiver his proximity causes. “But I felt a lot of things. Mostly confusion and a terrifying loss of control. It was intoxicating and awful. And that does not equate to packing a suitcase and moving to your fiefdom.” He leans in a little, voice low and teasing. “I love when you’re possessed by desire like that. Nothing turns me on faster.” I shove him square in the chest. “You’re an idiot.”

I didn't want her to get into trouble for being afraid for me. When I finished my entire story, James stared at me, his expression unreadable. Several minutes passed with him in silence. "Do you think I'm possessed by some evil entity?" I broke the silence. "Is that what your church teaches? That if you foresee things, you're possessed?" He countered my question. I took a deep breath. "Am I?" He huffed. "Of course not. And if I'm right, it's much worse than that." My eyes widened. What could possibly be worse than being possessed?

She's a sly fox but I'm going to get her back. She may have won this round but she should be careful, I'm gonna make her pay for this and I mean it. She chose the wrong game to play with me, it's on and she'll get tired before she even starts. Of all the things she picked to put on here, she had to go pick porn videos, freaking stupid porn videos. She's a little devil ___________________________________________ I was already fast asleep last night when she and dad came back. I was going to ask her about the flashdrive, I know it was her but I just wanted to hear her say it.

I whispered to her “are you special? How did you come into my dreams?” “I have certain abilities that are unavailable to most of the mortals – I have a gift you could say. I can travel between dreams, however I cannot be seen by mere mortals. I am what the Greeks used to call a ki̱demóna óneiro, a dream guardian. I protect dreamers from nightmares which become dangerous. That’s why I entered your dream that night.” she smiled apologetically. “The nightmares have got stronger since Morpheus was imprisoned and we guardians are becoming weaker.”