Exorcism Lines Novels & Stories

He reverses the car carefully watching his back before driving off. " All we have to do now is to find an exorcist which is a very difficult task for us", Lucas says, breathing deeply through his mouth due to the cold weather. Emily brings out her new phone from her small bag, she searches through the browser for a place to find an exorcist. All she get is the meaning of an exorcist, dead people who were exorcists. Feeling frustrated, Emily angrily scroll down the pages. She abruptly stop when she finds a location of an exorcist. His phone number and house address was boldly written at the end of the page.

“Oh wow, come this way to the club house.” We both followed Cherry to the back of the club and up the stairs to the second floor. The club house reminded me of a very over lavish bachelor penthouse. As we walked through the door we were met by a small petite blonde, with light green blue eyes, and looking very sexy even for her size. “Hi Mr. Baphomet, Mr. Demogorgon, my name is Tequila and Angel will be right back with the cigarettes. So, are there any drinks that either of you would like to start off with this evening?”

The words of the spell flowed freely from my lips. “By the forces of the moon and the stars, I summon the spirits of darkness. Hear my plea, pay heed to my command. I call forth destruction upon Alpha Hendrix! Render his powers useless by the great powers of my ancestors. Let him lose his strength. Bring his life to an end! I call forth destruction upon Ashley Kim! Let her lose her mind. Extinguish her life completely, by my will!”

His voice was gentle as he uttered unfamiliar words that began to walk through my mind and I could see them as if I were reading a book. “EXSALLIRIEM” , I said weakly. I felt the ground tremble around me while everything began to crumble as the creatures were caught in disbelief and a grain of fear was seen in Zit’s eyes. I could feel the wave of heat flowing through my body restoring my strength and voice;” EXSALLIRIEM QXANTO”, I gasped as a strong wind blew in the room carrying everything in front of me, my shackles cracking under the strong light illuminated the room like the sun, turning the creatures to dust.

He began to chant in a low, powerful tone, “Astra descendo, Sophia exclando!” Trans: “Divine powers descend, banish Sophia.” As he spoke, a bright light enveloped Sophia, and her eyes widened in terror. She attempted to scream, but her voice was silenced. The light intensified, and Sophia's body began to shimmer and distort. Nathaniel's chant intensified, and Sophia's form began to fade away. “Astra descendo; Sophia exclando!” Nathaniel spoke again, this time in a thicker tone, with his hand still outstretched. Sophia's body vanished into nothingness, leaving only a faint trace of her presence. Nate took a deep breath and lowered his hand, his chest heaving from exertion.

A torn heart of hatred and yet loneliness throbbing out at me and tearing my own soul. “Keep going!” Leyanne barks, louder now, her chant rising, faster, sharper. “Ex sanguine nato, ex anima fracta, Vinculum tene, vinculum solve. Quod in tenebris ligatum est, ad lucem traho. Quod corruptum est, a carne evello. Non est tuum, non est meum - In nihilum redeat, in umbras cadat. Per sanguinem voco, per animam iubeo - -Exi ab ea. Exi nunc.

“It’s mine!” Her mother’s lip curled. “Exactly.” Pastor Daniels circled Layla slow, Bible open, muttering Latin loud—“Exorcizamus te”—pushing her shoulder—too hard. “Out, demon” he intoned. “**Release this woman from the machine’s grip—” Layla shoved back—hard, palms on his chest. “Don’t fucking touch me” she snarled. Pastor stumbled, Bible flying—THUD on carpet. “Blasphemy” he gasped.

She hoped he suffered for eternity, he was going to learn just what she could do and he was not more powerful than her. She rolled over got up on her hands and knees, and heaved hard. What looked like a smokey black ribbon came out of her mouth and she grabbed it pulling it out. She gagged a few times, but had the odd looking worm like thing on the floor. It wriggled and she gripped it in one hand. She squeezed hard as she recited the exorcism rights and her hand glowed a blue color, the thing flaked to dust. She then vomited right then, a black ink that hit the floor with a splat.

“By the power of earth. By the power of air. By the power of water. By the power of fire. Let forth the spirit. Descend to the lantern of sorrows of the South, to the trumpets of doom of the West, to the praise of harlots to the East, to the horns of death to the North. Descend!” The heroes cheered, repeating the ends of his sentences. They howled and gibbered in triumph. Everyone was focused on the blank spot. Everyone waiting for the end. Everyone except Crixen. He had spotted one odd thing in the eyes of the High Priest. Terror. Why was that? What had he missed?

Half of them were already consumed. "You're happy there, huh..." Lucas became so childish and let a wide smile painted his face. He ate almost all the foods in just an instant, getting payback by being ignored. "I AM AN EXORCIST!" Doll's voice woke Lucas' consciousness, thus returning his focus on the two. He has tightened his grip on the seat with that sentence he heard behind him. Exorcist? Should White Day include those at their studies? Wasn't that beyond what school should offer?