The Demon's Obsession Novels & Stories

Jayden was hurled across the table into stacks of boxes of books, her body hitting with a solid thud, arms flailing. The demon then turned to Tansy, moving toward her as he stretched a hand out, gripping her with his power and lifting her into the air. When he reached her, Kayla's mouth seemed to twist into a jagged set of fangs as the demon took over more and more of her body. "You are lucky we need you alive so that the others can make it through," the demon hissed, his head tilting one way and then the other. "There will be no escape. We will come through, and we will take back what is ours, ridding the world of the parasite of humans. This is our time." He cackled again, and then as if s

CAUGHT BETWEEN A DEVIL AND MY FEELINGS ISABELLA Maybe this would start the documentary of the girl who was snatched on an island while on the most disastrous summer vacation of her life. Panic was a living thing in my chest, clawing at my ribs and stealing my breath. The darkness was thick and suffocating. I couldn't see anything, I ouldn't even move. The hand over my mouth was warm, rough, pressing hard enough to keep me silent but not hard enough to hurt.

Demons corrupt humans by tapping into their minds, finding their deepest desires and translate it into sinful acts. Tears continued to flow on the human’s face. Damien grinned, Chris’ miserable state proves him how worth his five years of wait. Chris watched how the demon’s appearance changed before his eyes. The black fog that always surrounds the demon is as if being absorbed back to its body. Chris is too pre-occupied to be even amazed but he must admit to himself that he is curious with what is happening. It continued until the black fog finally reveals a man with strong features. Chris first noticed the demon’s eyes which are very dark, much like the fog that previously surrounds him.

“That’s funny, coming from you, Esteban.” He looked at me and sighed. Something flickered in his eyes. I couldn’t grasp what it was. Fuck, here i was acting like i was any better myself. At least he had a good reason. He was scared of being a burden to the woman he loved. What was my reason? “Why?” The quiet question snapped me out of my thoughts. “Mmm?” I didn't know the reason for the question. My mind was scattered about. “Why punish yourself and the woman— Caitlin. Your obsession is making you turn her into someone else.”

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

And making her feel ashamed and worthless seemed to be exactly what the demon desired most. - "I'm going to pee in your little mouth, Clara.." the demon whispered in a hissing tone - and it made her mouth water again, though Clara fought desperately not to show it - not to give herself away. Some part of her still tried to resist, even though she knew that the demon could sense her true dark desires. "It will flow like a warm stream down your throat. Open wide.."

But seven days of humiliation and confusion had worn her patience thin. "What do you want from me, Dante?" she finally asked, her voice breaking. "You buy me like property, you take me to your bed, then discard me. You ignore me for days, then summon me here. What game are you playing?" For a moment, genuine emotion broke through his carefully controlled façade, anger, frustration, and something deeper, more painful. But it was gone in an instant, replaced by cold indifference. "No game. Your presence here serves a purpose, nothing more."

"Asshole." I dropped on the couch, head falling back and breath heavy. It seems sex is off the table. ************** "Dude, you look like sleep gave up on you," Storm said, eyeing the bottles of alcohol littered on the floor. Alcohol also didn't help. I was lying on the sofa in my office, staring at the ceiling, with an arm over my head. I hadn't slept in days. Every time I tried, the demons came stronger than last time. Not that they left me when i was awake, but staying awake made it all feel less real.

He was so mad that his inner demon was almost ready to possess him. “I was and will be the God of death in everyone's eyes.” ★★★

It was completely dark inside. Just when I kept my foot inside, I was grabbed quickly and pushed against the door. I felt a weight on top of my body. A hand clicked the knob beside me to lock it from inside. The intoxicating fragrance of lotus flower and heavy breaths were falling all over me. My wolf was almost losing its mind. I was still pressed against the door. I could feel Zen struggling with his wolf to keep it in his control. Suddenly he asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think you're doing?"