Flowey Possession Sans Mga Nobela at Kwento

Aira’s POV My breathing turned ragged as I struggled to keep my body from shifting. No, I can’t transform! Then, out of nowhere, a sudden surge of energy coursed through me, as if my baby could sense my suffering. It was a strange yet comforting sensation, like my child was reaching out to me, trying to soothe me. But the relief was short-lived. My strength drained in an instant, and my legs buckled beneath me. I barely registered the coldness of the floor beneath me before my vision blurred. Am I shifting? But it didn’t feel like I was. However, my entire body felt drained. Panic surged through my veins, but before I could even process the thought, darkness slowly swallow me whole.

He looked away for a second. The seer spoke gently. “Your soul slipped out of the host. That is normal. Possession is not meant to last. The body you were meant for tugged on you. It called you back. But the path between was not easy. That is why you were unresponsive for a while.” “How long?” I asked. “A few minutes,” she said. “It felt longer to him.” Kayden let out a shaky breath. “It felt like years,” he murmured.

Lysander, my newborn who shouldn’t be able to walk or talk, takes a step toward us. “Don’t you want to play with us, Mother?” he asks in that same wrong voice. Alistair’s hand finds mine and squeezes so hard it hurts, but I barely feel it because I’m too busy watching my babies move with coordination they shouldn’t have, speak with vocabulary they haven’t learned, smile with knowledge they’re too young to possess. “Can we pull them out?” I ask Donald desperately. “The same way you’d exorcise a possession?” “I don’t know,” he admits. “This isn’t possession in the traditional sense. The Void Born isn’t controlling them from outside, it’s merged with them somehow. Trying to rip it out might kil

It was time to embrace these gifts and stand united against the impending threat. One evening, as the moon hung low in the sky, we gathered in the attic of Star's house, which had become our makeshift training ground. The air crackled with energy as we practiced our skills, pushing the boundaries of our newfound abilities. Star, in particular, had discovered a remarkable talent for manipulating fire, her flames dancing to her command with an intensity that both awed and frightened her.

" I call on the ancestors of the dark ,I bring to you 50 soulless beings . I bring to you 50 vampires who want your blessing of enhancement . make them faster, brutal ,stronger than any vampire kind in existence " fuya yelled lifting the bowl up and instantly the bowl caught fire and she smile and slowly brought down her hand .the disappeared and she smile while Maeve frown wondering what she just did ,fuya handed the bowl to the first female vampire in transition " drink and pass it round to he others " she said and the female vampire collected it she took a quick sip , the vampire sipped one after the other despite it wasn't enough to satisfy their hunger they still managed . fuya turn a

Morwenna wanted me to paint, and although she was supposed to be painting with me, she had gotten distracted by a squirrel. Pups… ‘Our pups are perfect!’ Thantos said, growling in approval. ‘Yeah.’ I agreed, glancing at Xendaya as Morgana talked to her, her scent reaching my nose as Xendaya glared at the ground. ‘I made that one.’ Thanatos said proudly. I raised an eyebrow. Was he for fucking real? ‘Carry on wishing, it was my dick that did the fucking job and you can’t even fucking be sure of that.’

Shawn waved the transparent goblet in his hand and lightly sipped the expensive red wine in it. Louis laughed and raised his cup to toast him. “Since Young Master Leen had spoken, as a brother, he could not be stingy. I won't take any money from that shipment, but I have a condition.” "What condition?" The expression in Louis's eyes deepened as he spoke word by word, "I want, Avery Foster." Shawn was startled, he obviously did not expect Louis and Blake's woman to have some sort of relationship. Although Trevor worked hard for the Andersons, Louis was not the same as him.

A fire. To be like Kali.

David arched his brow, “she has no clue who you are does she?” I shook my head, “not a fucking clue, all she knows is that I own the club and just fucked the shit out of her.” Siting his drink down David laughed, “it won’t take him long to figure out who is buying her all this shit.” Leaning back in my chair I shrugged, “I don’t really care how long it takes him cause I’m not sure if I’m going to give her back or not.” David looked up at me shaking his head, “aw shit Lucas, have you found a new pet.”

JayPark lifted my chin, his gentle voice said each word, "Why aren't you out of here yet? “I.. I am serving you alcohol, not a prostitute..” He asked me to make this body tremble, how can I use such scary eyes? there are more eyes looking at me as if they want to shoot me dead. His hand squeezed my face more and more, one hand squeezed my face painfully until my lips had to open. JayPark took a sip of wine, he brought his lips to transfer all the alcohol in his mouth into my mouth. “um…” breathless, he was stealing my first kiss “B..let me go.”