Jezebel Spirit Wiki Novels & Stories

Jasmine whined and crouched close to my feet. I gripped her tighter. The air changed again. Pressure wrapped around me, thick and stifling, like standing underwater. I couldn't even hear my own breath. My mind tried to scream but the thoughts wouldn’t come. Then I knew. Vharzul. The Spirit of Silence. Even without eyes, I saw him. Or maybe I felt him so clearly it painted pictures in my head. He was tall, towering and a shadow without edges. His face was hollow, like a hole where expression should live. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to.

"Why don't I just kill you instead, you stupid little peasant." Thomas stared at her, not knowing what to say or do, she was a goddess, a bitch goddess, and the more he stared at her, the more excited he was getting! "Are you dedicated?" she said in a mocking sarcastic voice, "will you give yourself up to me, make me your God?" she flashed pretty bone white teeth in an evil grin. Jezebel turned around quickly, grabbed him behind the back of the neck and stuck a long hot tongue in his mouth.

“Talia, my dear child. Since the day Jezebel has heard the prophecy, she has attacked you in every era and every land wherever, you have taken birth. She has always presented herself at every age and has made various attempts to take your soul. But… the power of goodness has always prevailed over evil, and so, you have always thwarted her. However, you have always lost your life while doing so,” “But…if we have had encounters in every era, how come she didn’t show up in my last birth?” “Talia… this is where the Lord made things complicated. Jezebel had been unsuccessful in obtaining your soul since the beginning of time. Therefore, She hatched an extremely crafty plan, which none of us could

"That's the spirit! Which reminds me - I must introduce you to Zara. She's our resident herbalist and healer. She'd love to learn more about your unique spiritual connection." As if summoned, a petite but striking she-wolf with warm umber skin and intricate braids woven through her raven tresses appeared at Maya's side. "You called?" She gave me a kind smile. "You must be Eliza. Maya has been practically vibrating with excitement about your arrival." Zara's gaze turned to assess but not unkindly as she looked me over. "Your energy...it's utterly captivating. Unlike anything I've felt before." I couldn't help but shyly return her smile, her gentle demeanour putting me at ease. "That would be

No more wails to be had— The feminine form touches herself and shudders deliciously upon her sculpted throne of mortar and bones. She knows the girl can see other worlds; observing them even as they observe back. Knows the immense threat the girl poses. She stretches and stands, urinates down bare legs. Dripping in exhilaration, this creature’s wildish floor-length hair lifts and swirls about her as she begins her scheming. Holding intercourse with the dead. She calls on something then, calls it forth from some ink-black place into birth, and listens with leering smile as it shrieks out miserably at its own hopeless fate in the darkness of the ruin’s attic above.

Together, I shall rule with my beloved queen, Jezebel. Jezebel is a well-known witch. She's known for being a greedy, evil witch. She is behind all this. No wonder he acted foolishly like this. They were both planning to take over our kingdom! What a joke. "Oh really. What a brilliant plan you have," I exclaimed. "What a shame. You failed the moment you started planning to take over our land, thinking we were weak and our beloved queen was a human." "You think my queen is a human, right?" Ethan asked.

ALEXANDER Jezebel’s eyes widened in shock. I could see the disbelief on her face, and honestly, I was just as stunned by Christina’s boldness and fearlessness in daring to scold my stepmother. Jezebel was not just the wife of the pack’s First Elder. She was also the second daughter of a noble family, one of the most powerful families in the pack. She was highly influential, controlling all the ladies in the pack, and was even regarded as the first female in the pack.

I will be complete again. “If you’re thinking about your money… I am sorry but you cannot take it back” She told me but I didn’t listen to her because this is not because of money. This is because of my life and the secret of it. I want to know everything about my life and how it started after the spiritual war. Maybe Isaiah is the angel who owns the white smoke. That is why I need to see him and know him. “Isaiah is a dangerous man,” She said, trying to stop me in whatever plan that I have in mind.

I looked at him, confused. "No one has seen or has ever known what the spirits look like. The last person to see them in person was your ancestor, Betty Inez James. She was the definition of her name. Beautiful and pure. And that is only why she saw them. history tells that only people like Betty Inez James can see the spirits in person" He was watching me clearly. "But if she saw them, didn't she tell the people?" I was utterly confused, asked him. "Every action has its price, child. Seeing them had one too." He smiled at me, sadly.

Her skin looked translucent and her veins could be seen, red and blue lines running down her arms. "I don't know",Jezebel said. She equally looked pale after using the dark magic to bring back Cara. Dark Magic was an element of a powerful Sorceress. Jezebel was just an ordinary witch and using the spell drained her totally, almost taking her life. "What do you mean you don't know?",Brandon snapped angrily. "I thought you said it would work". He turned and glared at the witch, watching as she huffed for breathe.