My Inner Demons Ava Novels & Stories

Bella asked when Tony brought her phone near them and played a video. "What the fuck?" Bethany and Danny were both stunned. All over the wall, there was a one-sentence was written, "I see the devil." Also, it was written with blood, and without any doubt, it was her blood. "Why did she do that?" Bella whispered, turning her face away from the video because she didn't have the strength to see this. "If you ask me, then I'd say she couldn't accept not having a tongue. Also, I think she was mentally broken," Noah said, looking at Bella.

Then Ava occupied the chair by the desk, her almond shaped green eyes studied me with quiet intensity. I took a deep breath. My fingers twisted in my lap. "I need to tell y'all something." My voice came out barely above a whisper. "Something I have been hiding for a long time.” “And what's that Emma?” Ava asked me gently. “I… I have these fantasies. Submissive ones, though. You know, like where I'm the one submitting. I dream about giving up any form of control I have over myself. About being told what to do. About being used… shared even. It makes me feel alive in ways I cannot explain. I know it sounds strange but it’s true."

He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being. I doubted it at first, but now I can see that it’s really working. Back in time, whenever I walk in the city, the people in the streets will run away with such horrifying expressions. Of course, I was known as the Demoness who only do evil things to others, it was normal for them to be scared. And I love that. I love when people tremble in fear when they see me. Because if I am that terrifying for them, they will not have guts to take what’s mine. They will not have a chance to betray me… to hurt me. It’s such a shame that no one recognizes me now.

No doubt she believes what others do, that an Angel-blood is not capable of loving a Demon. Even though my mother isn't an Angel-blood, she reveres them like many others in this Territory. “And I’m happy," I say carefully. I don't want her to risk ruining my fragile happiness right now... “But for how long? How long until he realises he cannot be with a Demon?" She asks lightly, her smile taunting me, trying to rise a reaction out of me, to dig into an insecurity she knows I'm experiencing. “He doesn’t hold those ridiculous beliefs." I won't let her win.

Writer's POV Give It All To Me by Mavado ft Nicki Minaj blared from the speakers, as she made her way into the crowded frat house. There were numerous people inside the house, as she had expected. The smell of sweat, body odour and both cheap and expensive perfumes, radiated in the atmosphere. Making vomit climbed up to her throat. People where dancing and grinding on each other, few girls pressed to the walls with boys sucking their faces. While someone were getting their busts fondled at some corner. Just as she had expected.

[Madison] A few minutes later, Moran pulled into a mostly empty parking lot. He turned off the car, unbuckled, and turned in his seat. I unbuckled and leaned forward. “What’s your demon name?” I asked. “Dearil. What about you?” Moran replied. I could taste the nervous energy coming off of Serena. I knew it’d always worried her that someone might find out I was a Vasilia. Keeping the secret wasn’t going to help us as much as finding allies.

An' slipped into coma, is the day ZouMi's, heart was chained within iron bars made by her brain and never let it mislead her path of revenge. She just aims to revenge her father, the person which she loves, respect, adores, her mentor, mostly a music to her restless soul and totally forgot about the incident with her, and her revenge towards those bas*ards. Not eventually, forgot, she just kept it at the back of her head, because she knows they've nowhere to go or hide from her. Even if they hide in hell, she would find them and do what will make her happy or more like satisfying the demon within her.

Adoneram PoV ~~~" You're a demon! A demon in the body of a mortal!"~~~ Someone was talking inside my mind. I flinched as I rolled in my bed when the voice keeps getting louder trying to dug within my thoughts. I'm awake but I felt like I'm stuck in my bad dream. ~~~" you have to accept it. Demon!!! Demon!!!"~~~ It's a voice keeps whispering inside my head. I couldn't named who's voice was it because it's like a pirated DVd player, a little hoarse and chappy. I'm struggling in my sleep because I felt like my whole turned numb.

My skin is glowing with an amazing holy glow , a angelic aura is given off my me – I watch and feel it fill up the room ,making the dark room cozy. When I started having this dream a while back , I remember how I used to cower and shrink myself. I recall the way I would bow my head , showing my submissive side to the demons of my soul and mind. As time went by though , I found out that they did not carry mercy with them ; the demons within my mind did not have a heart to show mercy on me. They just let me suffer , while they mocked me.

My inner demon is the sadistic one. He's a part of me now so in order to fulfil his needs, I need to do these things for him. If I don't, he will actually burn the entire city to the ground and feed on every single dead person in sight until he's well fed. Trust me, it's that bad. I heard the sound of a door slamming open in the living room and I took that as my sign to leave. Closing my eyes, it took me a few seconds to teleport back to my house before