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he said. "Could you make him leave the human's body after questioning him? And make sure he is alright?" I asked anxiously. "I could threaten him until he leaves the body. I can't banish him though. Even if he leaves a body, he could go inside another human's body any time. But since there were no demons capable of possessing humans present here until recently, the possession must be fairly new. That means the human would just forget a couple of days of his life and go back to his clueless existence. So, you don't have to worry about him," Adrian said.

This possessiveness came with the territory, and there was no way to be indifferent, lest one didn’t care for their mate – which was unlikely unless they rejected one another. “I think we are out of options, Xander,” she said after a moment. “All I could find was the potion I told you about before. After all, since it’s neither a spell nor a curse, even if we were to find the witch working behind the scenes, not even killing them would work.” “I see,” I told her gravely, my eyes narrowing into slits. “Then, I guess we troubled you for nothing.” “No, don’t worry,” she shook her head negatively at once. “It was an absolute pleasure to be around your pack.”

Third Person POV Adonis lay tied on the bed. His eyes weren't revealing any other thing other than want. Want for pleasure and torture. He has started craving for abuse and can't wait to have it hard and intense. His body was already sweaty and his lips were agape. He was still basking on his release whilst trying to calm down.

Pierce, please find me! Fury boils in his eyes as he stomps on my leg repeatedly as I'm trying to leave. "Do you think you can escape, huh? You've been possessed by the devil, I'm going to free you from this curse!" A blinding burst of pain exploded in my head, and I realised that my father had just hit me with something. My body falls to the floor limply. My blurry gaze sees the piece of bloodied wood in his hand. "One day, you'll see everything. I'm doing this for your own good; I'm saving you from hell."

She chuckled between a hiccup "Flawa I'm hic- Panalapeee" She Chuckled even more "Are you a wolf too?" She asked,her voice turning into a low whisper like she was sharing a secret "Are you??" "No, I'm a plant" "Oh," she squinted her eyes "Are there,two of you?" "No" "Then wa do I si two of youuu" She asked squinting her eyes even further "That's cause you're drunk" A loud gasp from Penelope who now looked as shocked as ever was followed after his reply

Suddenly, Aria looked up at the bas-reliefs. Some sources did mention that The Serpent's Succession ritual required a specific manifestation. Many thought soul transfer was easy, but that was not true. The human body had three internal flames; as long as these burned, spirits would find it nearly impossible to possess someone. Random possession wasn't possible unless there was a blood connection or, in Philip's rare case, an unusually receptive negative constitution suited for arcane practice. Based on the person's methods from the manifestation, they definitely found a compatible body and used The Serpent's Succession ritual to transfer themselves. This blood was the key.

Addison’s head whips around the room trying to find her. “What’s happening?” “She’s gone.” Addison admits. “What do you mean she’s gone. We’re kinda in the middle of something here.” But even as I say it, I know it to be true. The room temperature is back to normal, my shiver quickly diminishes. “I don’t know, maybe she’s weak from the possession.” “Usually they get stronger with possession.” I snap back. “Oh shut up. I caught one word before she vanished. Vessel, which only makes this conversation even more disturbing.”

"He is possessed and far too gone." "Do something then," said Naomi. "You're the one with the fucking powers here." "I'm freaking trying my best," I grunted out. "Use the possession spell on him," Flora whimpered. "At this junction, he'll kill you and the pups." "What spell?" I wondered. "You once learned it," said Flora. I could barely remember anything. My mind was blank, and it seemed as though there was a special force trying to block out whatever knowledge I had.

CHAPTER 36: POSSESSION IN THE DARK SELENE'S POV “Listen, Selene.” Lisa’s voice breaks through the haze, sharp and desperate inside my head. “Please, you have to fight this. This is not right. He is possessing you.” Her words are there—clear, insistent—but they register only as faint, muffled mumbles, like echoes slipping into a void. I know I can hear her, but my brain refuses to interpret. It’s as if the signal is blocked, distorted. I’m a puppet now, strings pulled tight by something far stronger than me, every thought twisted, every sense overwhelmed.

Floria continued her incantation. “DAMN YOU. I WON'T LET IT GO!!” WHOOSHH Santana threw his scythe at Flo, but unfortunately he missed even though it almost hit the magical girl's left cheek. "I, Floria Fresilca, release you..." Flo finished her chant with a closing incantation. “Nalastormu!!” WHOOSH WHOOSH Flo swung her hand towards Santana. The water bubbles magically spun around and then transformed into sharp needles and shot quickly towards the man.