Fighting Demons In Dreams Novels & Stories

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

It was nothing but my demons fighting for dominance over me and today; I claimed victory over them. I put that demon inside of me to sleep. He was here since I was born and today, he finally rests in peace. The blood flowing in my veins is not ordinary but there is one thing left to know. Who am I exactly? I gasped loudly while taking as much breath as I could. I thought I would die from suffocation. My mind isn’t working normally and I Can’t think straight. That horrifying dream has disturbed me to the core. I calm down my nerves and look around to the morning golden glory peeking into the woods, while colliding through the gigantic trees. A sense of security flushed in me and I exhaled in

“That’s not just a scouting party.” “No,” I agreed. “That’s the first wave.” Distorted bodies slammed against the boundary as one, making the ground underneath our feet tremble from the force of it. The Phoenix fire didn’t just hold. It reacted to their darkness, feeding on it. And just like that, the battle began. ***** OCTAVIA. My breath caught in my throat. Demons. These were legitimate demons. Imagine Nightmare Land where all the crazy ass shit that your mind could conjure came to life. Quick flashes of memories, Storm’s memories to be precise, flooded through me. Many different encounters over the years were seen. Some more terrifying than the last.

However, as soon as my eyes closed, my dreams were invaded by a haunting nightmare. In my dream, I found myself running through a dark forest, the trees towering above me like menacing giants. The sound of my own heartbeat echoed in my ears as I desperately tried to escape. But no matter how fast I ran, Demetrius was right behind me, his malicious laughter piercing through the still night air. I stumbled over roots and branches, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Fear consumed me as I felt his presence closing in, his footsteps growing louder and more relentless. I knew that if he caught me, there would be no escape from his clutches.

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

I closed my eyes, trying to push the memory away, trying to find some peace after the most terrifying day of my life. The demons came immediately. They materialized out of the darkness behind my eyelids, shapes that shifted and writhed like living shadows. Their eyes glowed with hellish light, and their voices whispered promises of power and revenge. But now I knew what they were – not hallucinations brought on by stress, but real creatures drawn to me for reasons I was only beginning to understand. I tried to open my eyes, to escape back to the safety of my bedroom, but something held me in that nightmare space between sleeping and waking.

When it comes to food it's the dessert part so sweet and flavorful. I shook my head trying to erase all the dirty thoughts on my head. " What is wrong with me", I asked myself. I wanted to wake up from these dreams of mine if I was only dreaming but it's the reality. I didn't know anymore what is real and what is a dream. My life wasn't normal anymore. I'm always having bad dreams about demons and I'm always having a wet dream. Sometimes I felt exhausted and weak. And this moment my teacher wanted to have sex with me. I'm Diana Scott and they all leeching on me like a parasite.

No one, including her, could have imagined that she would ever thank a demon for it. It was impossible for her to sleep from the moment the rumours about traces of demons spread. She longed for power, power strong enough to fend off the demons. All she could think about, all she could dream of, was that. Then she asked, for what else is she fighting demons? The answer she received wasn't to protect her life, but to save those around her. For her, it was a wake-up call. "Oh my god..when will they arrive? I have been waiting for so long! I can't even remember their faces! What a disgrace, Ladia, you were so blinded by pride that you didn't even look at their faces properly! Hah!"

Like another of my dream but I fear it isn't. "That's what you get when you mess wrongly with demons, Especially The Little Demons!" And I watch the both of them soon disappear. It obviously looks like this is the end of it all but I won't believe this is it. Those little demons are going to pay... They're going to and I won't be nice at all if I lose my baby. They're going to pay. But what do they mean by mess wrongly with demons? Now, that's a question I'm unable to find an answer for.

Damien told me once how to enter someone’s dreams, it was the day that I was pestering him with questions after he proved he was a demon by entering my own dreams and showing what he had done to Bradley and his friends. He said to focus on the person whose dreams you’re trying to enter and imagine that you were in their head.