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.

The angel was also quiet and listening to her speak without any interruption at all. Then she said,” I do not wish to be morbid or negative but if Jezebel understands what is happening and that she is not bound any longer to the realms of hell then it will be really a mess which is going to be out of control and that is not going to bode well for any of us. Me included.”

The witch threw back her head and began laughing coldly, which made me want to rip her head off. “Foolish girl, you think I needed your permission to take your soul,” she said, gawking at her humorously. “But yes, my mercy prevails my wrath. I, Jezebel, the mightiest sorceress since the beginning of time, grant you your last wish. Tell me, Helena, what do you desire?” Helena’s expression turned stony and she threw a dirty look at Agregor. “Allow me to murder this devil who has brutally butchered dozens of people in my land,”

"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.

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.

He dumped the book the bench and Zebulun stood there surprised and dumbfounded. Had he just spoken to him like that? His jaws clenched at the disrespect. Then he picked his book and wrote, “Did you realize that you just spoke rudely to your Alpha Prince?” Sir Morris hissed out and closed the proximity between them. He leaned closer. “To me, you are my student and as a student, you either choose to be obedient and good or defiant and bad. I tell you, I have dealt with all kinds and you won’t be different. Here, you are Zebulun, The Mute and Blind, two titles I think you should train to get rid of. Do you know that once you become indomitable, this titles won’t mean anything to people?. You mi

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.

"Sorry, Bella. Not really in the mood today, as much as I wish I was..." "Oh, okay." "Sorry..." "It's fine, I understand. I'll take it out on my next mark." (Jezebel's specialisation is seducing married men and women. Demons don't really pay much attention to gender, it's all part of the job, as Bella says, and she obviously doesn't lose much sleep over the morality either. As she puts it, they don't have to say yes. She has a treasure-trove of stories when she's liquored up. Real life of the party... unlike me.)