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Was he going to make a demon possess my body ? I closed my eyes. The anticipation of what being done to me made my muscles tense painfully and then, the most unexpected thing happening around me appeared like flames... My senses were scattered, but my vision was soon coated in the black when something pricked in my neck. All I saw as I fell back and darkness consumed me was the silhouette of a man fanning himself.

But now, she was going to lose him. Veronica cupped her chin between her hand, opening her mouth by force. Francesca tried to bite the demon's fingers, but paralysis had reached even her lips now. Coldness enveloped her and a heavy smell wafted in the air around them. Francesca screamed, but no sound came out. Veronica's grinning lips touched hers and she must have just imagined it, but as the demon pulled back, a white wisp of smoke was between them. Francesca's breath, her being, no, her soul, was being plucked out of her. A new wave of panic rose within her, but she was limbless and weak, and soon enough, she was gone.

Adom orders the children to go and they flee from them like scattering butterflies. "I know why you are here," the elderly looking Demon informs the younger looking one as he stands. The only way the other demon could be so elderly could be due to use of dark magic or arrogant spells gone wrong. It doesn't matter how or why the man looks the way he does. It won't stop Adom.

she bowed and left. Lucian went to bed. He suddenly remembered when he told Hazel he wanted to sleep with her in his arms every night. Today he missed her and his demon craved her. He lay down and shut his eyes but his demon refused to let him sleep. He kept imagining Hazel’s n.a.k.e.d body, her soft her, her sweet scent, the taste of her lips. Lucian ignored his bodies response to the images. He was used to this. When his demon spilled blood it always got hungry for flesh, and if it didn’t get what it wanted it, then more blood would be spilled.

“It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet. “Besides, it’s very quickly metabolized, so it’s hard to detect. If we hadn’t been using the latest equipment, we wouldn’t have been able to detect it.” I fell silent. It was a brainwashing drug. No wonder Charlie said that after the jab, that pretty lady became a sleeping beauty. No wonder Greg was so arrogant. He was holding a weapon that could control someone’s consciousness! He could run a cult! “Thank you, doctor.” I stood up and thanked the doctor sincerely.

His fingers brushed the faint mark on his left cheek. He remembered that day clearly. Her hand. The sting. The look in her eyes. And the next morning—she was gone. FLASHBACK Elira sat on the swing. Young Asher sat beside her, legs dangling. “Mother…” he whispered, voice trembling. “I feel… different. People call me a demon… am I… am I really..a demon?” She drew him close, holding him tightly. “Don’t you dare listen to them,” she said, her voice low.“You are my son, Asher. Nothing else matters.” She ran her fingers through his hair, but there was a hardness behind her touch.

Well he only does want he wants, before I could poke him or possibly punch him hard, his eyes snapped open catching hold of my hand in the air. "What are you about to do? Kill me while I was asleep?" He smirked. "Yes. But how do you know I wanted to..." I shruggle off the remaining question, it doesn't matter, I'm still mad at him. "I got three deadly creature inside me Kitten, even though I'm asleep, Dokota is on alert, if Dokota and I are asleep Don watch and if three of us are asleep Damon watch .Just so you know Demons never sleep, they're more active at night just like vampires and Wolf" He explained.

Falling into a bed hypnotized he looked at the red moon, saw his naked body soaked in blood he saw eyes, millions of red eyes watching from the window, in which he existed and had countless torn creatures hanging by his bars watching opening and entering seeing and touching his paralyzed body, but rather, his body groped by thousands of hands. It followed between them, in which the hands of his Suzaku demon Ifrithis, sucking his cock, spread like an offering to Caine, as if it were a gift, spread out on his huge bed, he looked around and saw the still-living image of his predator, in that that Suzaku demon ate him with will, sucking in and out of him like a hose, where she cornered him and h

“The way you were unconscious was also different. I could feel your soul is awake but your body had stop responding.” Belle didn’t know how he had paid so much attention to her. She looked at Nikolaj who nodded his head, “I would usually call this a sleep paralysis. It’s something a demon would do to a sleeping human but it appears whoever had done this to you, whichever demon it is, they had been so powerful that they had sent your body to sleep forcefully.” Belle felt her heart squeezed when Leon’s fingers tightened gently on her, “Do you remember who you saw there?”

Damon asked. "Yeah, almost all women are talking about the same thing," said Tyler. "There's something weird about the rumors spreading throughout the university," said Damon. "I've read something like that in the library before. They're called sexual demons or incubus and succubus for the female counterpart," said Tyler. "It's the same thing women talk about. They have sex in a dream." "So, you're saying that incubus victimized the students?" Damon asked. "Yeah, sort of," said Tyler. "Most of those who fall victim to such entities are weak in spiritual power, people who often experience sleep paralysis, feeling pleasure and sexual desire."