Sleep Paralysis Demon Name Novels & Stories

During the late 1600, Saerah Dumire was a witch caught during the Salem witch trial and was accused of practicing dark witchcraft. The towns people burnt her, along with her entire coven to death, but the humans should have known better that something as meager as death wouldn't keep her away forever. Saerah made a deal with the devil to be reawakened as an immortal demon of sleeps and nightmares, giving her the power to make ones dream their own personal nightmare. In return she promised to drag souls that she captured to hell. The devil himself gave her a new name, naming her after himself. Saetani.

I tried to lighten my mood with a joke. “Yeah, something like that.” Hana chuckled. “So Isak is an angel, and Harris and some of the guys at DKE are nephilim. Aidan is a demon, an incubus demon, to be exact. There are three kinds of demons...” Hana started to explain. “Wait. Incubus? Like the masculine succubus? McFingers is a sex demon?” I asked.

The man explained. “Which one?” asked PJ. “What?” the man asked, not that he did not hear the question just that he was afraid of saying his name. “What is the name of the demon your people released from the underworld?” the man swallowed hard. “Asmodeus…” before he could finish JP finished for him. “The demon of lust.” Zande threw his hands in the air.

Someone told her, it was a familiar face, but it took her a moment to put a name to that face. It was her Master, Brenna Calix. Sleeping for how long?! Lena closed her eyes and tried to remember… What was she doing before this long dream? “I had to run from that demon… it was too strong to defeat, terrifyingly so.” Could just one demon’s attack make her sleep for so long? Lena couldn’t remember it in detail, but that monster wasn’t like anything she’d ever seen before. “Do you remember anything else. Was it only one?” “Yes, it was only one.”

That made it a lot harder for me to spill out what I intended. "Yes, Langsuir is a demon responsible for infant mortality and also a shapeshifter and also steals fish from fishermen. Sometimes I wonder what they looked like that I started having cramps steeping inside water." "And that is truly creepy as a child." "Yes, I could remember having a seizure in my sleep because of it." "Could she be creepier than the centaur?" I inquired, could she have been standing here all this me and her knowing that I already know about her and the Abyss?

He lowered his hand and had my eyes follow his hand before I was left staring at his purple eyes before he approached me and I got defensive. “Who are you and how do you know that name?” I asked as the stranger paused. The scent emitting from his body was not human and the energy that surrounded were thicker and stronger than even warlocks but it was more controlled. “I go by many names that are not in English but I you can call me Azreal. I am one of the demons who was born the day Eve took a bite from the apple.” He said as I folded my arms. “How do I know you are telling the truth?” I asked as he stretched his hand.

Clara's sleep paralysis demon makes her drink pee at night. Enjoy.. ***** >>> PLEASANT NIGHTMARES <<< - "Hello, Clara." spoke the horned, shadowy figure. The sleep paralysis demon was back again, and Clara felt the heaviness in her body and the panic in her mind as it moved closer to her. Each time this happened, she could not bring herself to wake up. Each time it happened, the demon would do something horrible to her. With her. Something frightening and incredibly perverted, but something Clara had grown to find some twisted kind of pleasure in.

the mysterious being said to me in a forbidding whisper-like voice. “Wh-who are you,” I asked with fear lacing my words. The mysterious being slowly turned towards me and with a sarcastic smirk he replied, "I am a shell of the God I once was, my dear Gia. I have had many names, Hel, La Muerte, Shinigami, Psychopomp, and Thanatos. Many in North America know me as the Grim Reaper or just plain Death for short. In this moment, and under this demon’s rule, I am Thanatos.

“My mother once talked about a demon that lived in the shadowed lands. A demon that would one day raise the darkness. She said he was called Tenebris.” I shiver runs down my spine as he spoke. The name alone was enough to plunge shards of ice to my heart. “Do you think it is connected?” Lifting a hand to his face and using my thump to smooth out the worry lines across his brow. “I do not know, but I intend to find out.” He lifts himself from the bed, settling a lingering kiss to my brow. “Sleep now, you need to rest. I will come and find you if I find more.”

"Help me!" Raglan paid her no mind as he got to the demon and touched its shoulder. The sleep paralysis demon disappeared just as it had appeared. It was then Hazel realized that Raglan had come to save her. "Thank you!" Hazel said. It was as if when the sleep paralysis demon left, it took along with it, the fear in which he had inflicted on Hazel because she stopped feeling it. She now finally metamorphosed into a regular sleep that did not require one to fight for life.