Exorcism In The Philippines Novels & Stories

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 posit

she utters, then makes the sign of the cross and ends it with a statement that sounded like— “Deliver us from evil, Lord.” “You know what? Of course you wouldn't be going anywhere. I cannot have you here, and just let you… slip up. It seems to me that the earlier rituals and exorcism didn't quite work. That's alright. We will perform another. You will be cleansed and free from all evil. Whatever has possessed you, we will pray it out. The Lord will deliver.” My heart starts beating loudly on hearing the word exorcism. I can't go back there. I can't go back to that basement. They'll kill me there, and no one would know. I won't survive it down there. I just wouldn't.

The waves hissed and crashed in relentless succession, their rhythm broken only by the occasional gust of wind that sent sprays of saltwater across the dunes. Gabe stood just above the wet line, fists buried in his jacket pockets, trying not to look like a man about to beg. Beside him, Father Frank moved with a quiet, workmanlike reverence. The priest’s black exorcism robes clung to his frame, the gold-threaded stole flicking in the breeze. He adjusted his collar, kissed the small crucifix at his chest, and whispered a Latin prayer only the wind could hear. Then he uncapped a small silver flask. “Gabe,” he said, voice low but certain, “if there is an entity out there, I’ll start with a minor

Bennett said, furrowing his brows. “I know one…” Christine said. “Father Henry. He’s the one that performed the cleansing on me. He’s a family friend.” Christine added. “Okay, where is he?” Oliver asked. “That’s the problem, his parish is at Boston.” Christine panicked. “Gordon would be far gone by the time he gets down here.” Dr. Bennett said, examining him for the second time. “Can an exorcist perform the cleansing?” Seth asked. “I don’t know, maybe… Do you know of any?” Christine asked, clinging to the ray of hope that Seth shone before her.

Sneered Eric. Megan threw more holy water at home and started to recite an exorcism in hopes Daniel would be pulled out of Eric. “Grr! Bitch what are you doing to me?” “Stop fighting me, Eric. It will only make the pain last longer. Push him out.” Megan recites the ritual Romano exorcism in Latin. She watched as Eric twitched and screamed. Blood started to drip out of his mouth. “You’re killing me you bitch, and you don’t even care.”

It was now or never. "By ancient powers, unseen and grand," I murmured. The cage door swung open, a testament to Rachel's doing. "Release this soul from dark command," I continued, my gaze locked onto Rafael as he approached. "Exorcio Liberatus," Rachel, her counterpart, and I chanted in unison. "Hear my plea, set this spirit free," I implored. "This is your last day, and I warned you," Rafael snarled, lunging toward me.

- Kapre, it is too terrifying to see the Grim Reaper being helpless, it runs away fast! but before he could get away he was stopped again by the grim reaper and with a wave of his hand, the Kapre turns to dust of light and disappears “ha ... ha ... ha ... why is there a Kapre here!” (Kapre a Philippine mythical creature that could be characterized as a tree demon) “Good thing you called me. You almost became a fertilizer of the spiritual world” - Grim Repear. “HA !!!? What fertilizer?!”. the most shocking part of it was its like a natural thing to the Grim Reaper saying these things!

He lay crumpled on the floor dead. Sholay was fully deprived of the ability to control her senses. She was like a demented host fed on by microscopic parasite. Father Francis wasn't able to give a comprehensive report to the exorcism as directed by the Bishop. Neither was an autopsy carried out on Father's Lazarus body. He speculated that the exorcism had got out of hand hence causing the death penalty to the estranged father. The Bishop commanded that till another exorcist is found, the creature will remain locked away as it was dangerous to manage. And so they did. This matter was only known to Father Francis and the Bishop. They had both sworn to secrecy.

​ANG PAGTITIPON NG MGA MANDIRIGMA ​Biglang, mula sa mga guho ng mga gusali sa paligid ng Ermita, nagsulputan ang mga tao. Hindi sila mga alien. Sila ang mga dating tauhan ng AXL, mga sundalo ng Philippine Army, at mga sibilyang natutong humawak ng baril.

Now, this item possessed a spiritual property that, once imbued with Chi energy, could invoke worldly essence. “What is this? Do you think I’m a fool? Do you think you can take out any random item and claim it as the Holy Book?” Maiko snorted. “Looks like you’re quite new… Cough, cough!” Alex spat out another mouthful of blood which splattered on the Stake of Exorcism. At once, the Stake of Exorcism invoked worldly essence, and an essence vortex began to form… Other people couldn’t see it, but Maiko was also a martial artist and was able to sense it very quickly.