Exorcist Serial Killer Novels & Stories

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."

Zack explained but Harris was quite confused. "Human Flayer? What do you mean?" He asked. "14 years ago, there was a popular serial murder case called the Flayer Murder case. The culprit was called The Flayerman. The case was titled Flayer Murder case because all the victim's corpses were discovered without furs. Flayerman would flay his victims alive after torturing them and rendering them helpless and defenseless and then he'd use the flayed furs to make garments and cashmere which he'd sell to the families of the victim." Zack exclaimed.

I gasp. “Up close and personal,” he confirms. He gestures down to his leg and then the cane he uses for support. “I can’t say that it was a pleasant meeting. After it happened, I decided to find out everythingthing I could about the demon. As it turns out, there’s a lot of information out there, if you know where to look.” He shuffles around through the box for a moment before extracting a yellowed newspaper. He reads the bold print of the headline out loud, stating, “Police seek suspect in swamp serial killing. That’s from 1967, by the way.”

Aiyanna spoke, “there are reports of people falling sick, and people getting violent and aggressive, recently a case came where the mother killed her three children and then killed herself as well.” Ashley added, “Are you sure that it is not the case of the postpartum depression?” Aiyanna shook her head and said, “our exorcist thought that same and so they had examined the body as well as the area and they did find the dark energy over there but it was very faint, looks like the root of this dark energy is somewhere else and is hidden but I have no idea why would go after this very small and remote town. Most of the cases of aggressions are from here.”

He pondered. “There's no doubt in my mind these people were witches and wizards,” Onyx said. “But, how comes I can't smell them.” “It's because they are half-breeds. They carry the power but not the blood, so they use markings to pinpoint which coven they're from.” So, someone was killing half-breeds. “This is the same killer as the victims we had two weeks ago,” Dominic told Eric as he saw him walking over. “So it's safe to say we have a serial killer on our hands, right?”

Quite the opposite actually. After Evelyn came clean about her identity I was able to access her team members files also. Aaron Nelson age 26, former Deputy in a small town in Texas. After multiple missing persons reports of young women, he came face to face with the devil himself. Ricci. After his partner was killed. He left the department and was recruited by Chief. His childhood best friend, Dante Spinelli, also known as Zombie, worked in the local morgue before becoming one of leading medical examiners in the country. All of their files had one common denominator. Ricci. Fucking Anthony Ricci.

“But you’re the bloody devil. Wouldn’t you know if the end of days were here? Not just that, all of the supernatural scriptures state that you’re the pivotal figure in all of the apocalyptic prophecies. Are you planning the end of the world, mate?” I shake my head. “Of course, I didn’t order the sodding apocalypse, you wanker. Why would I do such a stupid thing when my own son and my mate live on earth? That would be illogical.” Mathias places his hands on his hips, “I think we’re blowing this out of proportion. This is probably just a coincidence.” Azazel snorts. “It could bloody well have been if it wasn’t for the fact that this happened in places that have never experienced earthquakes or

Black Dog was in so much pain to the point where he was trembling, but he stopped himself from rolling all over the ground with his strong will. He gritted his teeth while glaring at Harvey before furiously screaming, “Bastard! How dare you break my hands?! “Are you looking down on the Briewood Gang?! “Talk! Who exactly are you?!” “Me?” Harvey calmly fabricated an identity for himself. “I’m just an exorcist. You may call me Exorcist York. “How’s that? Are you scared yet?” “Exorcist York?!” Black Dog froze after hearing the name, as if it rang a bell.

He placed down a picture on the table in front of Janet anxiously. She studied the photo. “Yes that’s Orlando who used the ninth floor.” She confirmed. “It’s also Elijah.” He placed his folder down. “I tracked his payments to a surgeon here. Same initials EJ, but not the name of the patient. He covered his tracks well.” “But why go through all of this just to kill random women in this city? He could’ve done that anywhere.” Jason asked, trying to place the pieces together. “He is a serial killer, but now he is a serial killer puppet. Fairchild.” Antonio slapped another photo down of Rebecca. “She is working with Christopher Sanders, your uncle, to bring down Dan.”

“Well, the moment the healer came in, and did his work, she had strength to talk, and instructed us to get a particular herb from her bag which was far from her. That herb healed her fast enough. And we trailed our way, here.” “That’s cool.” I uttered as I kept my eyes fixed on the exorcist, and the evil wolf spirit. She sprayed a particular liquid on him, and shouted out to Serena, then he began to groan out loud, and I watched as the exorcist opened up a small silver bottle, and she stared at Serena like she was expecting something to go into the bottle. After about a minute, she closed the bottle, and Serena fell down. I ran to her, and shook her, but she wasn’t moving, neither was she br