Spooky Island Possession Novels & Stories

The Devil found himself wanting something he couldn't simply buy. Someone.

Morgana stepped in between the two of us, pulling me back from him slightly. I was grateful. The closeness made my magic sizzle under my skin, like it wanted to come out. According to my experience, this is never a good thing. “Your sister needs our help, and Cordelia is the best to help her.” Morgana said in her usual calm and soothing tone. Cadell stepped back as well, finally breaking eye contact, and I felt myself able to breathe again. “You were saying she’s possessed.” He started with a business tone. I nodded my head, “Yes, there’s a spirit residing in her body and keeping her wolf shackled inside.” I moved closer to Sheila’s unconscious body. “The process of possession is usually a l

Someone, seeming calmer than the others, quickly responded, "That ghost seems to have possessed someone in the upper decks and is slaughtering everyone there. Whenever she sees someone, she attacks. The Grandmasters from the upper decks can only resist her but can’t eliminate her." "Possessed someone? What does the possessed person look like?" Adrian asked. "It's a girl dressed in servant clothes, around fifteen or sixteen years old," another person replied. Adrian nodded thoughtfully, knowing that the possessed person was likely Sammy. Recalling the events of last night in the upper deck hall, he felt speechless. He didn't know how Autumn had managed to deceive him in just a split second. T

I tried again, voice cracking with desperation, "Remember when you first met me? At Silver Moon? Remember how you found me as a slave? You said I was the moon in your darkness. You have to remember!" He roared.. deafening, guttural and lunged once more. I barely managed to leap aside, tumbling down to my knees in the wet grass. My arms shook, body screaming from the strain, but I refused to give up. Simone appeared beside me, breathless, her face ghost-white and streaked with sweat. “Alison,” she gasped. “I…I couldn’t find anything. No spell residue, no trace of dark magic nearby. It’s like... this possession came out of nowhere. And I couldn't find any herb capable of despelling this posses

“STOP!” “Then speak,” I ordered. Her eyes rolled back, her voice trembling violently. “I will talk. I will tell you everything.” I prepared to hear the location, but as soon as the words left her mouth, something changed. Her body began to jerk unnaturally. Her bones shifted underneath her skin. She bit into her own tongue until blood streamed down her chin. Words spilled out of her lips. Unknown. Barbaric. Inhuman. “She is being possessed,” Elder Balad murmured, slumping back away from her. “They know she is about to give them up.”

She was about to slap me again when I stopped her. “Good thing your soul finally came back. You’ve been out of it for a while, Ali. I was even whispering to you during the exam earlier, but you just kept answering straight through. Then suddenly, you’d space out again. I thought you just didn’t want to let me copy.” Veronica said it with a frown, pretending to be upset. After a few seconds, her expression turned into concern.

"I, Hadassah, will resurrect my true body and power by in return of your flesh. And it will be tomorrow." "No, no, please don't do this to me!" Celandine begged the voice, crying hard. The mysterious voice, Hadassah's soul laughed cruelly and started her possession spell. Two scary hands like roots came out from the mist and grabbed the little girl's head and continued to chant, "Cestuj mou duši do nitra této hlavy, zmocni se jí, zmocni se jí." Celandine squeezed her eyes tightly.

Although, he had never really heard of anything concerning evil spirits possessing bodies of babies and all of that, but at the same time, he could not exactly say that it wasn't a plausible story because it did make some kind of sense in a weird way. "So what you are saying right now is that Ryan is possessed by an evil spirit and the evil spirit is an evil spirit of anger and that explains why Ryan has anger issues and now, you're also telling us that the evil spirit was locked up by a witch and by other moon spirits or something like that. Is that it?" Isabel asked.

Samantha nodded as Theron left to get their food. "Tss, she's only been here for a while and already sticking close to the school's heartthrob," a girl whispered at a nearby table, loud enough for Samantha to hear. "Maybe she put a spell on Campus Prince Theron," another commented. "What a witch!" They laughed, but Samantha simply ignored them. Theron arrived with a tray full of food. "Do you think you can finish all of that?" Samantha said, surprised. "Yeah, but of course, you'll help me," Theron replied with a smile.

I realised that Yoshim was a monster and I couldn't be with him. I tried to escape and report him to the police but they rejected my case and brought me back to him. That is when my misery started. Why am I even thinking about that demon during such a happy moment? “Pull yourself together, Hillary.” I scolded myself internally. “What?” Rodrigo brought his face closer to hear me. “Nothing.” “Attention, attention.” The music stopped abruptly, and we all turned our heads to where the voice was coming from and it was Mrs Sango.