Psychic Parasite Novels & Stories

"Using humans as parasite puppets, those who have just been initiated are called Parasite Emperors, while those who have reached the peak are known as Parasite Masters!" Harry nodded solemnly to the few individuals in the room. The few silently vanished into the night, secretly trailing behind Chad.

Good grief, as if we didn't get enough bloodsuckers living among humans, and now we had another freaky one. Psychic Vampires are sometimes referred to as 'Soul-Sucker' or "Succubus". They possess great mental abilities and even mastered the art of dark magic or the psychic phenomena. They used their supernatural abilities to draw the life force from other living beings, especially humans. These vampires seek out victims whom they could interact with in order to create strong relationships. Some might attack by force or when the victims sleep or during sex. Usually, the feeding causes the victims tired, drained out of energy and memory impaired. It could result in great mental damages as a co

I asked her and a tear came down her face. "Danger is what keeps me. The danger for Jasmine. For you all. There is a darkness that seeks Jasmine for its own, posing in the form of a mate, but it is not. It is a parasite, spawned straight from hell. Its father has been manipulating the events of her whole life to get to her. It poisoned the minds of wolves to get me out the way for its arrival, and now the parasite is here. " She says, her sad eyes boring into mine. "Where do I find this parasite, and how do I send it back to hell," I asked her.

So, Hellfire was not the cause. The second was called Shadecap. This was a type of fungus that could induce hallucinations and madness, potentially leading to self-harm or violence. Before such effects occurred, the person would display symptoms like crying or laughing uncontrollably and moving erratically. Shadecap wouldn't give someone enough strength to kill twelve people. The third was Soulgrip Threadworm. Also known as a parasitic worm, the parasite would enter the brain and allow another person to control their actions, although the controlled individual would retain memories of the event.

I heard the soft beep of the touchpad and waited for Joseph to speak, but he kept typing, so I asked, “How can you tell?” “We can see it,” said Edward through the speaking app on the other tablet. Amy breathed deep, looking for the best way to explain it to me. “If you could see the parasites, you would notice one of them seems to start like, pounding, and Price snaps and behaves like an arrogant bully. Then another parasite does it and he loses it over his meds, and so on.” “No self left,” said Ann with my phone app. Joseph was finally done typing and hit the TTS icon. “He’s been under their influence for so long, there’s nothing left of his personality. He’s but what the parasites want him

“Especially by those who do not fully understand what waits on the other side.” “And you opened one anyway.” “Yes.” Her gaze doesn’t flinch from mine. “I needed proof.” “Proof of what?” “That something ancient had attached itself to our bloodlines.” The air leaves my lungs slowly. “Attached… how?” “A parasite,” she says quietly. “A presence that can not exist without a host. One that feeds on heightened emotions, on rage, hatred and vengeance. It amplifies them. Encourages them. And in return, it grows stronger.” My stomach twists.

Paranoia. The slow decay of self. I had always sworn I would never be like them. But what if I already was? Dr. Halverson leaned forward. “You went through a traumatic event. The accident. The head injury. It makes sense that your mind is processing things in unusual ways.” His voice was calm, soothing, but my stomach churned. “Try to rest. Keep taking your medication,” he said, offering a small, practiced smile. “And if the hallucinations persist, we’ll adjust the dosage.”

It was all around them—a psychic, high-pitched scream of millions of nodes being rewritten in real-time. "The parasite isn't just in the servers, Arga," Anji breathed, feeling the collective neural pain of a thousand souls being pulled under the water at once. He could feel Sarah’s consciousness retreating, dissolving into the, grey mass of the parasite’s awakening. "It’s making its way into the physical bodies. It’s not using them to trade. It’s using them to pilot." "Then we burn it," Arga shouted over the dying howl of the tower’s climate control. "If it’s a parasite, give it a toxic environment! Drop the frequency, isolate the floor!"

I don't even need to pack underwear either for there are always new sets just waiting and ready to be worn or not, I'm mostly naked whenever I'm alone with Mario. He must have some kind of condition like an addiction to sex. Perhaps if I type in how to stop sex addiction on my web search he would get the message since he's spying on me all the time. I took my laptop and type it on the search bar. It's been a while since I giggled like this.

Xavier smirked and glared her sleeping figure with his psychotic eyes as he spoke in a spooky tone. “You gotta deal with this Psycho” His lips abruptly curved up into a creepy smile. His eyes gleamed with a menacing spark. He licked his lips and pressed them on her dried ones as he kissed her hungrily. Xavier gripped her chin and slowly parted her lips to insert his tongue. He started devouring her mouth, he couldn't get enough of her sweet taste. He played with her dried tongue while the poor girl was fast asleep oblivious to all his sinful acts. His tongue caressed the roof of her mouth. Pleasurable groans escaped his mouth as he kissed her as if his life was dependent on it. He sucked her