Jezebel Spirit Wiki Novels & Stories

I exhaled, leaning closer. “A few weeks ago I was reading books about the first spirits that walked the earth before we came into existence,” She cut in. “Spirits of the Celestine veil?” I almost smiled. Triss always impresses me with her vast knowledge leaving me wondering where she learned and still learns so much. I affirmed with a few nods. “Yes. Them,” “What about them?” “I’ve been looking for a book about the spirit born, Zara. There are books on others but her. I’ve checked the libraries, offices and halls of great measters, yet nothing was recorded,”

Nirvana is massive, her presence alone is enough to turn their knees into jelly. Silver markings glow along her shoulders and spine. Her eyes burned white and unyielding. One wolf dropped to his knees. Then another. Then several more. Some bow instinctively, foreheads pressed to the ground. Others freeze where they stand, fear etched plainly across their faces. “That is not a spy’s wolf,” someone whispered falling into his knees “That is sovereign blood,” another said in a low voice. Jezebel exhaled shakily, unacceptance in her eyes. “No, this can’t be! She’s a criminal! The moon is not supposed to bless her!” she hushed out indignantly.

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

” She continues, saying, "I recall the fantasy books about Jezebel. However, in the spiritual world, she is the spirit from whence all lust and harlotry spring. I had better chastise it in the name of Jesus and see if it goes away." Despite her excitement, Ericka tries to pick up some bright, little, rounded stones and beads that are strewn over the freshwater floor. When the jezebel abruptly disappears, a fish with a necklace-like shape on its open mouth and nostrils as well as on the tail neck, made of various beads—approaches her, adorning her smooth, fair skin and carrying her in buoyancy as she swims toward the surface. She tied the black, loose edge of her blouse and chose to retain it

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

“Any last words dear daughter of mine!” Jezebel looks her dead in the eye before looking at her people, her witches, who stand by and watch her die. Jezebel eyes turn white, and her body glows with a power that isn’t her own. The clearing becomes sinister as vines grow up and out from the ground and as wind whips our clothes and hair around. Still, Jezebel’s voice speaks loud and clear for all to hear: “BY THE GODDESS FREYA, BY THE GODDESS OF FATE AND DESTINY,

"Or something. My grandmother said it was the spirits of some of the greatest seers. Sometimes, when they want to pass an important message, they do it through a seer, like me." "It looked more like they were trying to kill you. Are you sure you're okay?" Saoirse nodded again. "I'm fine. I came to see how you were doing. You don't look too good." "I don't feel too good," Iris murmured. "Sit down. I'll do the spell." "What? No! You just recovered from a...um...possession?" Saoirse shook her head. "Sit down, Iris. I'm totally fine." Iris obliged, and Saoirse began to chant.

Diego couldn’t see her clearly because of the darkness, but she knew who that was. The Spirit was a female with powdered blue skin, long red hair and wore no clothes. Her naked body had stains of purple-black substances that covered her left leg, her right arm and her right eye which made her look even scarier. The Spirit was in shackles from its neck down to its ankles. “What thinking would you be busy with when your life is going to end in a couple of hours?” the Spirit laughed. She looked at Diego with her red eyes. Her black lips stretched into a smile. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of escaping, child…”

He was letting me make the call. “What’s your real name, Jess?” I asked. “Honey, it’s a bit late to make friends,” the succubus cooed. “But if you must know, it’s Jezebel.” “Jezebel,” I echoed. I hadn’t heard of her or even seen her before. Unfortunately, there were plenty of contacts Valefar kept secret from me. I had no idea what other unfortunate souls he was going to pull out of his sleeve and sic on us. “If we let you go, will you scurry back to Valefar?”