Sleep Paralysis Demon Art Novels & Stories

Her last conscious thought was a silent promise to herself and to her lost loved ones: she would survive this, and she would emerge stronger than ever. As El-Kharis watched her sleep, he marveled at the sight. Despite the turmoil she must have been feeling, Esteria slept peacefully, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. It was a rare sight, one he had seldom witnessed in all his years. His mind wandered, pondering the immense strength it must take to find such tranquility amidst chaos. A sudden shift in the air caught his attention. The unmistakable presence of other demons drew near, their energy sharp and inquisitive. With a sigh, El-Kharis turned away from the sleeping princess

His eyes had turned black, a sign that his wolf was in control, and I could feel my consciousness slipping away as I gasped for air but I didn’t fight him. I couldn’t. A part of me welcomed the end. Maybe if I died, I could finally escape this nightmare. Maybe I could go to the other side and demand answers from Hannah—ask her why she was haunting me. Just when I thought I was about to pass out, he released me. I collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, landing right on top of the blood that had stained the floor. I wanted nothing more than to curl up and disappear, to wallow in the misery that was now my life but Carmine’s shadow loomed over me, and I could feel his eyes on me as I tried i

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

It’s a bright morning and Blue is on a hide out with Yushiro. She is supposed to be with Mizuko practicing but then she was called in for a very important mission in Pinress: to find out where these deformed demons came from. These shuffled beast keeps crossing their borders and they are getting harder to contain. They suspect that Yami could be experimenting and the deformed ones are being sent over to Hikari. “If only we could cross over,” Yushiro muttered.

It was deep sounded… worried. She slowly opened her eyes. She could not make out of her surroundings, but she could see a blurry figure of a man. He was towering over her. She could not move. It was as if a heavy object was sitting on her chest. Who was this man? Why was his face blurry? Why was he watching her? Thera started panicking. Was she going through this thing called ‘sleep paralysis?’ And this man over her… was he a ghoul or an ogre? Could he be the reason she’d die at seventeen?

As the tension in the room mounted, a transformation occurred before our very eyes. The demonic entity, once lurking in the shadows, began to take form. Its figure shifted, contorted, and warped, revealing an almost semi-human shape. Red eyes glowed like burning embers within the silhouette, its presence radiating a chilling sense of dread that seemed to freeze the very air. Silas's body finally succumbed to the struggle, collapsing to the floor in a heap. His unconscious form lay at the mercy of the demon's manifestation, it’s terrifying essence now tangible.

Lylah explained, now sitting on the chair next to my bed. "And, regarding your...well.. matter we want to help in getting you better. We have figured that you looked into the mirror and saw....him. With just one look at their true selves, a demon can freeze your muscles. Normally those who end up in such state they get attacked by the same demon again and again until he takes every inch of you, including your soul. In your case, he will not dare to try again as he is threatened by our presence. One of us will stay here day and night and make sure you will not get attacked again. In time your body will start improving and you will be up and running," she explained, smiling at me.

Anton said, catching up to me just as I was stepping out of the library. His voice was calm, but his words carried a weight that made me pause. “Demons can alter the dreamscape, but only if the dreamer’s emotions are potent enough to fuel the transformation. It’s all about the strength of what you feel.” I glanced at him, the faint library light casting a soft glow on his face, making him appear both curious and determined. His suggestion lingered in the air between us, heavy with meaning.

Stumbling forward to freeze. Looking at the lifeless figure on his bed. Covered in red. His voice low yet desperate “ No….this can’t be…demon girl?”

I nodded my head he said "then call by my name" I smiled and asked "why you dont want me to wake demon boss he is sleeping on cold floor what if he gets ill" he said "it's quite rare for him to sleep" I kept a strange face he said "he is not what all see he is different to be franm he is pitiful he cant feel anyone's touch, he can't sleep, he can't eat while enjoying taste, he won't see his face in mirror, he hate crowd, last but not least he can't experience feelings due to alexithymia syndrome"