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In fact, David suspected the idea might have already popped into his stupid head but for clear reasons, the man seemed to be wary of the underestimation he had given his late sister. "An exorcism." David finally answered. "Not the regular kind. It's one I found in an old family book of shadows. But to perform the ritual, I need to get close. Physical contact to be precise." "And this exorcism, will it not have any negative effect on the host?" "There are minor side effects to the ritual but not one we should be worried about." Elder Quentin roamed the room combing through his streak of black and grey as he strode corner to corner trying to cook up something to save his ass. For all the position and power, the elder looked no less than a spineless coward.

"I didn't do shit to be here and I will be getting out of it, soul and all. And I will make sure some of your so-called prizes follow." He cringed. Feeling as though he was playing a part in The Exorcist. He'd never believed in all those things that went bump in the night. The cold beings that twisted beneath their feet and those the Sunday preacher intoned about. They were like fairy tales. There to spook children and adults into decent behaviour but really turned them against the grain. "Who the heck are you?" He mumbled, pushing the door open with his shoulder and heading directly to the bookcase. "If I can work that out then I will have a major advantage."

"Thus, cursed dragon, and you, diabolical legions, we adjure you by the living God, by the true God, by the holy God, by the God who so loved the world that He gave up His only Son, that every soul believing in Him might not perish but have life everlasting; stop deceiving human creatures and pouring out to them the poison of eternal damnation; stop harming the Church and hindering her liberty! Begone, Satan, inventor and master of all deceit, enemy of man's salvation!" He slammed the bible shut and held it above his head. "AAAAAMMMMEEEEENNNN!" Xavier was thrown back, consumed in a twisting maw of flames, howling in agony. Thane could no longer see him, but in seconds, the flames disappeared, and a charred body fell to the ground, unmoving. The young exorcist fell to his knees, gasping for air from the monumental effort he had put in. He had come close to passing out at the end, but it did not matter. He had defeated the Antichrist. He stood up, relieved that the battle was over. The school was finally safe. It was time to spread the news.

“I’m sorry for the troubles.” And that’s it on Confessions of an Exorcist. I guess the only plus side to all of these shitty happenings is that I will not be ordained. I will take that as a win. Who knew seven year olds could pack a mean punch? Goodbye everyone. Stay Divine. Author’s Note: Finally wrote my first exorcism, what do you think? This chapter is the longest I have written but I hope to write longer chapters in the future, possibly ten thousand words *wink*

The old stone rectory basement had been converted into a makeshift exorcism chamber. Heavy crosses hung on the walls, candles burned in a protective circle around the large wooden table, and thick iron chains dangled from the ceiling. Father Elias stood at the head of the table in his black cassock, eyes glowing with that familiar demonic hunger.

Some titles seemed interesting to him, like ‘How to kill and skin a sand wurm by JJ Rulus’ or ‘The spirit realm unmasked by Sir Tapnes’ and some made him shiver at the thought of their contents, such as ‘A look inside of fae anatomy by Priest Daphne’ and ‘Histories of demonic possession that nearly ended existence by Krun. He had already finished two rows and had started on the third when a slight whispering in his ear broke his concentration, “You must kill.” “What the..?” Rex said out aloud, looking left and right, searching for the person who had made the sound, not being able to see anyone, he followed where he thought the whispering from coming from, rounding the end of the large bookshelf, he came face to face with Buckins, who quickly startled by Rex’s sudden appearance, dropped the four books he was carrying.

All I knew was that if it had anything to do with that demon on the computer then this might be worse than I thought. “Okay,” she said in between her sobs, she continued in telling me about her dream, not leaving out a single detail. She told me about gashes that had appeared, how she had mumbled some sort of chant under her breath and how the demon had appeared. Abby cuddled in my arms and explained how it had disappeared after the symbol had been revealed. Even now she had thought that she had woken up and had seen it in the mirror and woke up in a start. “Then, I came straight down here, those eyes burning in my mind, to research everything on the computer. I found out that the beast is a demon, rumored to be the strongest and most deadly demon in existence named Balthazar. He only attacks when he is summoned by a spell from the Black Book of Lucifer. Which was the book on the desk; it's a book of pure, black, evil magic spells, written by Lucifer himself. It's bound in burnt human flesh, from over a hundred different victims and sewn together to lock in the sinful darkness.” She gazed down at her hand , “Now, as to why it burned my hand. I haven't figured that part out yet.”

The first word I let out from my mouth while scrolling down on my laptop. " We need to talk Alexis! It's about Adoneram " after that I heard a sound coming from my door. Someone is coming. I strolled my feet on my main door and when I opened it, black shadows entered inside me and I felt a strange force hovering over me. I screamed when I started to see green and black veins crawling through my body. My arms and legs felt numb and I couldn't even hear the sounds of my voice anymore.

Mother Grace held an awareness of Gabriel's tendencies, recognizing his manipulative traits reminiscent of his father's. Amelia had been on the verge of dispelling uncertainties, preparing to unravel the sequence of events that had transpired, when the abrupt pounding of the chamber's door disrupted the atmosphere. Her gaze darted towards the entrance, revealing none other than Gabriel himself. His eyes glowed crimson with fury. Mother Grace, too, followed Amelia's line of sight, her anger camouflaged behind a veneer of neutrality. Gabriel held the power to terminate her employment – a knowledge that tethered her response.

All emerging from the power of the words Marcus was reading from the book he brought out. "What's happening, why am heading out?" She asked nervously as she turned and observed the sunlight. "I invited you in, he's uninviting you out. They're old magic words used by exorcists. He's rendering the house inhospitable to the dead, to you. Father, the sun, stop!" He cried out shaking the shackles. "Jeremy, help me," she said softly in tears and finally got thrown out to the open. And she began to peal, her skin burning out of her bones.

He was about to attach his sinful lips on mine until. BANG. The door got roughly opened making my eyes snapped open. My head shot towards the door as I got a little light of hope but it also fades away when I witnessed a ragging beast breathing heavily as his eyes were glaring at Jack with his red demonic eyes ready to kill someone. Damon. There is always a bright morning after a dark night Don't let your hopes die because the one whose listening to you wouldn't let you down.

~Seraphim~ When I had first open my eyes I saw the woman who had performed the exorcism. My body didn’t feel as if it was mine. I rose slowly with my eyes fixed on her, sending her a deadly glare. She began to chant and try to stop me from coming close to her. Her hand was stretched out to me yet I came closer and swayed my hand to the side. She was lifted from the ground, her hands went to her neck, and she was struggling to free herself from some invisible force that was around her neck.

Then a bolt of sheer pleasure rippled through him, and then it was over. “DANIEL, DANIEL COME QUICK!!” Preacher Garland yelled as he rounded the church. “What is going on here? Daniel.. You're a Witch. That’s blood magic!!” “Preacher, Wait.” Daniel tried to explain. “No, Daniel! You performed blood magic, and that is why the fever has taken your brother. Wyatt is dead, and now so are you and so is Louise.” He continued. “Now to the cells with you.”

Sunlight filtered through stained glass windows painting rainbows across the marble floor while the scent of incense hung thick in the air, mixing with something else I couldn't quite name but that felt like centuries of whispered prayers and confessed sins. I stepped inside and Mrs. Henderson's gasp cut through the quiet like a knife, her rosary beads clicking faster as though she could pray away whatever evil I'd brought with me. Behind her Mr. Castellano's gaze lingered on my body before guilt flooded his features and he crossed himself twice, his lips moving in silent apology.

Raised the crucifix and recited the strongest command I knew. She broke the cord on her right wrist with a casual snap, full demon strength. Her hand out, fingers curling into the front of my cloth, yanking me forward till my hips bumped the altar edge. Our faces were inches apart, her breath smelling of wine, smoke and sin. “Do it,” she breathed. “Exorcise me with that holy cock, Elias. Save me, ruin me. Pound me over.” I should have pulled away. Instead, my free hand shoved her clothing up to her waist, baring her completely. She was soaked, her pussy glistening, swollen and pulsing. A bead of arousal slid down her thigh and dripped onto the altar cloth.

“And if I get possessed, then make sure to get a good exorcist for me.” He smiled, “It won’t lead to that.” he placed me back on the floor and pressed a tight kiss on my forehead, “Give me five minutes.” Suddenly, he bit into his arm, drawing out some blood and applied the blood on my spine. He explained, “The ghosts possession point is the spine. My blood has holy water in it. It would keep them away for longer.”

"You need to come home. Your father is dying." He should have said no, and ended the call, or thrown the phone across his pathetic studio apartment, and pretended he had never heard those words. Five years ago, Patriarch Michael Thorne had stood in the grand hall of the family estate and declared his eldest son dead to the Holy Order, dead to God, and dead to the bloodline that stretched back twelve generations of exorcists. Gabriel had been seventeen, broken, and desperate for understanding that never came.

Even in the dim torchlight, her juices stained her inner thighs. "This." He stepped aside and revealed the thick book on the desk. "This book contains all Exorcists that have ever lived. From the moment they were born to their last dying breath." He tapped the book cover. "I am hoping..." He glanced at her as she stepped up beside him. "This will give us the answer." "To what is going on here?" She asked as she gestured to them both. "Yes, and maybe it will give us other answers." He said as he sat down on the chair. "Have at it."

What is the difference between the demons in the Bible and the demons in the movies or books or stories that circulate? If you've ever watched The Exorcist, for example, you'll find that the devil is so scary, with his very powerful power, it is described that the devil's personality is as 'omnipresent, omniscience, omnipotent' etc. There are scenes that are told in the film The Exorcist that the devil is afraid / can lose with "the symbol of the cross," or with "holy water" (putting the symbol of the cross as a talisman.) But in fact the victory of the symbol of the cross in the film is "false" because at the end the film is always given a sign that the demon is coming again, for example suddenly the demon comes behind the jog seat of someone driving a car and then there is the words, "to be continued." (Continues to the next series.) Which describes the demon as, "not yet defeated."

"Cassandra is the name of my mama," Alexandra spoke stunned."Oh, poor fellow," Althea clicked her tongue in pity.She, of course, was a clever one. She knew meeting Azazel alone would be dangerous for her.And now if this human girl can do something to finish off the devil...why not play from behind?Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grow a smirk on her evil face."What do you say?" asked Alexandra shaking the bad witch lightly."Uh-huh. What? Can't a person daydream in peace?" Althea asked annoyed."This not the right place to daydream, I guess," Alexandra twitched her lips unaware."Okay. What?" asked Althea and she answered, "All I am saying is to take this book with us.""I don't think so," both, Althea and Alexandra heard a voice so deep and intense.Turning around they saw a man so handsomely perfect stood right outside the tomb.His face covered in a lust...a lust to kill the women in front of him."Oh see...your enemy is here," Althea informed to Alexandra.Staring at him, she realised how perfect he was...so attractive.He had tous