My Inner Demons Characters Novels & Stories

《They’ve been droning on about dirt for an hour. Him. Again. I pressed my lips together. “What are you?” I whispered under my breath, low enough no one could catch it. “Hallucination? Psychic trauma? Or did I finally faint and hit my head one too many times?” A chuckle slithered through my mind. 《Cute. But no. I’m a demon, little wolf. All powerful. Ancient before your kind ever learned to crawl.》 My chest tightened. “Wonderful. A squatters’ rights demon. Living rent-free in my head.”

I felt like a prisoner in my mind, trapped in a never-ending cycle of self-doubt and despair. “You think you are royalty? Tch.” the demons mocked. M- My name is Astraea. I am the daughter-i am the daug-ugh! I sobbed holding my hand to my mouth. "You're useless," they hissed, their laughter ringing in my ears. "You can't even say who you are." The tears flowed freely now, my sobs echoing off the walls of my chamber as I struggled to silence the demons that tormented me. I felt like a prisoner in my own mind, trapped in a never-ending nightmare from which there was no escape.

I lightly knock on the door, opening it as I enter. "Romeo.. It's good to see you," he said with a smile. I nodded my head at his greeting, making my way in front of his table where he was sitting. Dr. Lorenzo is my psychologist, but he was also a family member. He is my father’s best friend. My father would be the same age if he was alive. When my past affected me in a worse way, it invoked a demon inside of me who came to the forefront just to shield this body so no one could harm it. Yes, that’s how I address that personality: a demon.

" When he said these words, Bowen Pullman seemed to have thought of something terrible. His whole body trembled and his facial features became distorted. "How could this be?" Flame Gordon stopped breathing and felt a chill on his back. "What, what's going on..." Charlotte Sky's voice trembled a little. Looking at their suspicious eyes, Caspian closed his eyes and thought for a while. Then he said, "Inner demon. Inner demon can see through people's hearts. Not only can it invade the Divine Sense, but it can also transform into everyone you see in your daily life and make you fall for it. "Bowen Pullman, where is your Spirit Severing Road trial test?"

It wailed and disappeared in a cloud of smoky poison. Jason grabbed Maddie's arm and ran towards Ayesha, whose demon had also disappeared. Her clothes were peppered with holes where the demon's poison has splashed on her as she struggled to stand up. Ethan also finished off his own demon with a last flick of the sword and ran towards them. The other Tracker demons had entered the diner and were running towards them. Holding hands with the others, Maddie caught a last glimpse of the ruined diner and the demons slashing at them with their tentacles before she was drawn like a fish on a line into a well of darkness.

In fact, the reason Demetra came to the rooftop at night was because he was struggling with inner demons tormenting him, making it impossible for him to sleep. At that moment, the voice of the inner demon echoed in Demetra's mind. If it were not for Wilbur, Demetra and Miyah would not have been separated. Wilbur caused him and Miyah to lose contact. He deserved to die. Facing the inner demons, Demetra resolved himself to endure it. In the end, he managed to overcome them, and after returning to normal, he left the rooftop and returned to his room. The next morning, Tina brought breakfast over. As they ate together, Tina asked, "Wilbur, do you feel like Demetra's acting strange lately?"

“Good. Let’s get you back to bed then. And some water. You’ll need your rest for the battle to come, mate, but I’ll be here with you through it.” I thought it was an odd way to phrase it, at first, but my mate meant more than just a physical sense of what my body was fighting against. He was also talking about battling whatever demons, in his eyes had led to me drugging myself to help keep them at bay. But there was one demon I would never slay, because it lived inside me and took over once a month. I would never truly find peace with a beast within me.

The only thing was that Jasmine blonde hair and her unusual silver orbs made her striking to look at, while for Aliyah, her dark blue orbs and black curly hair made looking at her calm one's nerves except she opened her mouth to speak. "You! You're still a puppet I see! There is no empire, no title, no palace and you're still serving and working under the shadows of this psych?! Really!" Aliyah spat bitterly but this only made Jasmine's eyes softened more. Everyone one could see a raging Aliyah but Jasmine was seeing a mentally traumatized person in front of her trying to make herself feel better by picking up on unnecessary topics. " Is anyone alive? Jasmine asked, reaching her healthy han

“What? No, you didn’t. If anyone fucked up, it’s me this morning.” He shook his head and placed his hands on either side of her. “Sweetheart, I have my demons.” She nodded; eyes wide. “I guess we all do.” “Yes, but not all of us let those demons dictate their every fucking action.” She sucked in a breath at his savage-sounding words. Then she straightened her shoulders. “We’re all nuts here, remember?” She threw his words back at him. “Some of us more than others.” “Well, I hear my dead nan’s voice in my head, berating me constantly. So I guess you’re right, some more than others.”

Her wolf struggles, her teeth elongate, glinting dangerously, while her claws extend, ready to fight. I come out of her nightmare and stumble towards the small, dimly lit bathroom tucked away in the corner of her room. With a violent heave, bile rises from the depths of my churning stomach, escaping my lips in a convulsive expulsion. The vivid, haunting images from her dream relentlessly replay in my mind, their grotesque details etched into the deepest recesses of my consciousness. I don’t consider myself a good person. I’m part demon after all, but even I am shocked by unimaginable depths of evil that now haunt me.