Romans & histoires My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone Novel

"Body possession." The demon stared directly at him, a smirk stretching across his face. Vargas. Did that mean Adrian was dead? Rhychard had no clue how body possession worked. He really needed Tryna to strengthen his education. He felt a tightening of his chest. If Adrian was now Vargas, where was Renny?

“I own you now, which means I get to own your body, your heart, and even your soul.” It felt like a bucket of cold water had been thrown at me as I froze. For some reason, I couldn’t feel my own body, as if it had gone numb. My gaze was fixated on the man who claimed to possess me, and as unfortunate as it seemed, I knew he was telling me the truth. Vicenzo Romanov… owned me now.

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.

Avery realized that these people could live peacefully together when there were no benefits to be had. She came across an online novel by chance and browsed through it a few times. She wasn't too interested in tombs being stolen. Then one day she went to the bookstore to look up information and suddenly found the online novel on the bookstore's best-seller shelf, in the most conspicuous position.

Confusion clouded my mind as I attempted to grasp my surroundings, the memory of how I came to be in this mysterious place eluding him. My senses sharpened gradually, and as my consciousness fully returned, I became acutely aware of subtle changes in his body. I could sense this new kind of power coursing through my veins, my muscles were rippling with an unfamiliar strength. My nails elongated into sharp claws, and a newfound agility surged through my limbs. I was afraid something unholy had taken over me and now I was possessed, maybe it was that vampire who must have bitten me and now I was turning into one of them.

Chapter 3: The Alpha's Possession** --- Damon's dark eyes fell on her, and he could feel her trembling beneath his gaze. His eyes never left her until she exited the courtyard. Damon’s smirk was replaced with a grim expression as he turned to his right-hand man, Alfred. "Take her body to my pets in the dungeon," Damon ordered, and Alfred quickly obliged. Alfred, who had served the Alpha as his Beta and right-hand man, wasted no time passing the instructions to the guards. Something told him his Alpha was in a bad mood, and irritating him further was not the wisest choice—unless he had plans of ending up six feet under.

Can’t think straight without flashes of his voice in my ear. And the worst part? My fingers don’t help. I’ve tried. Over and over. I’ve rubbed my clit raw, shoved my own fingers inside me, even tried fucking myself with anything I could grab— But nothing. Nothing works like him. Nothing fills me like that thick cock. Nothing hits that deep, brutal place that makes me sob and scream and melt the way he does. I’m ruined. For good. Because Zeden didn’t just fuck me. He possessed me. It’s like there’s a new me now.

And that's where the plan began to crack. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It wasn't supposed to be... this. This devouring. This fusion that makes the windows tremble. This discovery that beneath her skin, there is not only a body to be taken, but an abyss to explore. An abyss that, strangely, reflects my own. I am becoming possessive.

“Are you trying to convince me, you aren’t Mathis?” “I’m not.” He said flatly. His voice breathy and hollow. “In a weak moment, I invited in a monster. And he’s walked in my skin ever since.” “In your skin?” “My body...” He said slowly. “You’re saying Mathis is the thing possessing that body up there?” “My body.” He nodded. As if he thinks I’m stupid. “If he’s possessing your body, how are you here?” “Because of you.” I gave him an impatient glare. Lowering my head in warning.

My chest tightened, heart thundering as I reached the door and wrenched it open. She stood there, wide-eyed, her breath uneven. And before I could say a word, she launched herself into me, arms wrapping tight around my middle. I froze for a heartbeat, stunned, then instinct took over. My arms came around her, firm, protective, pulling her closer. Her scent filled me, soft yet urgent, and something deep inside me twisted. When she finally pulled back, her eyes glistened, her voice frantic. “You have to help me. Someone is possessing my body.”