My Inner Demons Characters Novels & Stories

"A turned one is half demon. Demons are loyal to only one line of people, the Elders. For turned ones, they don't have to be loyal, not until they are compelled. I control you now, Riley, and there is not a single thing you can do about it." I hated him. I hated Nick so much at this moment, but even more, I hated myself for being such a fool. "I am not a murderer; please just... let me be." That's what it had come to; I had to beg for the very same freedom I once took for granted. "It is in your nature; demons are bringers of death, and you are part demon, so you will always be a murderer. You can't resist what you are." "Why Bailey?, why? I helped you; you would have died in the woods, but

“If only it were that easy.” It was a sad thing to live with and it was also terrifying. They both had inner demons. Demons that threatened to break them apart and take over their lives. It was a battle they could not predict who would win. “You told me that your dark self, wanted me dead,” Steve said. “Well, my Berserker does not think well of you either.” “I guess the evil versions of ourselves really hate each other,” Emma replied. “And the sane part, the real us love each other,” Steve said.

Standing tall and stiff as though trying to shield his real emotion about this topic. “I can control my inner demon now …I couldn’t as a child…. My impulses, my lust for taking…. the desire to crawl inside someone's mind and twist it until they spiral into madness … that can’t be undone!….. I’ve hurt a lot of the Dii pack, and they can’t forgive that.” He makes a soft, almost snort noise that sounds like regret. “I’m where I belong. In that forest.” His confession silences me as I think back on the shaman's teachings and Leyanne's grimoires. That the Demonics' greatest gift or maybe favorite hobby, was to turn people insane.

DAMIEL I am not a fan of weddings but here I am, getting fitted for mine. A marriage for my stability and to save a life. I am capable of saving Charlie without having to marry him but something in me screams for him to be owned by me. I am fire. Even hell itself. My inner demon only speaks when there is blood. For only blood intrigues me. Just when I met Charlie, that demon spoke about him and I cannot wait to own him. Hide him and devour him.

Chapter 27: Talk She wore her troubled past like scars- she had been through battle. And though no one could see her demons they could see the face that conquered them. *************** My head throbbed painfully and I found it difficult to open my eyes. I could hear voices arguing. "Why should I even trust you? You're probably a psychopath who resembles her deceased brother because of some weird coincidence!" "For the last time, I am her brother!" "You're an ever bigger asshole if that's true! How could you abandon her like that? You coward! Do you even realize what you put her through? She almost got killed because for you!"

"Why is he calling you?" "I-I- Drama club thing?" He nodded not at all convince because I was the worse liar on the planet. "Right". He smiled. "It's okay, Ibims, we all have our secrets in Ogan". "We all do". We walked down the hallway in silent till we got to Maths class, the entire classroom was up in chaos, everyone was talking in groups. I tried to think of what Malik and Mina would look like, I gave their voices a face but when Tochi pointed them later on for me, they were totally different than I had imagined. Mina was short, round, plump, she had a pretty face even if there were dark circles around her eyes and her nose was swollen from crying a lot and Malik was dimpled, dark skinne

Anastasia P. O. V. The blood of my father splattered on my wings as I felt our lives is going to end... My family was in the middle of the ground fighting with demons for my newborn sister Rachel... She was a half-angel and half-human creature, who is, unfortunately, the lifeblood of the next demon king... “Lucifer Black ” My heart ached for the worst scenario for my family... And I was not being able to go and help them... I wanted to help them, but I can't.

A cheeky sigh escaped from Amanda's sharp mouth. "Bastard man, can you make me moaning more than this? I even want to throwing myself as soon as possible, I'm already weak!" Amanda's demon side whispered. "Shit! Hurry and push his body away from you. You're not a bitch, stupid Amanda Altakendra!" the angel Amanda whispered. Amanda got the extremely headache. There is an inner war at this time from herself. She doesn't know which side to follow. The devil or her angel?

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

When she had greeted him this morning, he had simply replied her quickly and walked away making her heart sink to the deepest pit of her stomach. Damien would steal glances at Kira and the moment he noticed that she was about to look his way, he'd looked away not wanting to be caught. He was battling with what he felt and refused to believe he did all of that in his own accord. He desperately wanted to believe Damon did all of that and not him. "Are you ready to speak now?" Draco asked and after finally giving up on being resistant, the creature nodded his head weakly. "Good. Now, let's begin with your name and what you bastards are really called. I'm curious buddy, what exactly are you peop