Joseon Exorcist Novels & Stories

The president tried to make another attempt to stand up, but something held her body down in her seat. Both President Chang and her son couldn’t move a muscle as they watched Jenatrix consume a human soul. The president knew for sure that Jenatrix was a demonic being. She could see now that Jenatrix looked like a White Walker from Game of Thrones. The president felt helpless while watching Jenatrix destroy her husband. She couldn’t move or talk. The invisible force wouldn’t let her scream out to her husband and she wanted to help him, but there was nothing she could do. The president had to stay glued to her passenger seat. She watched as her husband’s body shriveled up like a prune as Jenat

- The men were surprised and were about to ask "No Questions! If you wish to know more, then come here after training and learn!" - Kiba scolded them for almost breaking their promise. Seeing them turn silent Kiba continued his explanation. "Next is the 'Zenith Tempest' 'The Prison of Bright Heavenly Thunder' a Longinus capable of controlling the weather and manipulating its elements. It's currently wielded by Dulio Gesualdo, the 'Trump Card of Heaven' and the strongest exorcist!" - Kiba took a breath and continued his explaining.

He hadn’t seen his dad in years, and they’d only been reunited for a few days, but now he was leaving him again. “All right,” Jo said, refusing to be scared. “Let’s go.” Christian pulled some sort of device off of his belt and waved it around in the same place that he’d just come through. Jo knew they wouldn’t be stepping right into the Blood Moon Portal. They’d have to go through what Christian referred to as a wormhole portal to get there. “You’ve got fifteen seconds,” Christian said. “After that, it’ll close, and I’m not coming back.” Jo didn’t think, she just stepped through, moving out of the way so the other three could come through.

He wanted to escape as well, but he was currently being faced with three Rank 5 Zombies by himself. In the end, Joseph was defeated by Biggy, Scarlet, and White Doll so badly that his spirit form nearly became disintegrated. When he died, he sent out a series of strange signals. At this point, Joseph, White Hill, and the rest had perished. "Stop fighting, Senior York. Stop fighting!" At this moment, an ear-piercing scream rang. Lucas fixed his gaze only to see a hideous-looking ghost screaming.

"So she see's stuff." I nodded, scrubbing the feeling of his fingers from my skin. I’d have bruises in the morning. "Like?" "She sees the souls of those the Shades have taken. She knew Stuart was gone before you got back." "You're lying." "You see this?" I said, flashing him the only piece of Jewellry I wore. "It’s the other half to the one that keeps her sane, because every time she takes it off she sees them, every should that’s been forced from their living body!"

The audience shouted in alarm. Jin’s eyes narrowed. His instincts screamed danger. Leroy poured every last pill into his mouth The crowd gasped. Elysia rose from her seat. “No…” she muttered. Jin’s instincts screamed. He leapt backwards, staff raised. Leroy’s body convulsed violently. His flesh bubbled and twisted, bones cracking and reshaping. His face distorted into a grotesque mask of pain, eyes turning blood-red. Veins bulged, blood pouring from his nose and mouth.

Selene told Garin. “Sorry about this buddy,” Garin said to Josh before punching him in the face several times to get him to open his mouth. Garin stuck a few fingers into Josh’s mouth and pried his jaws open with them. Selene saw the space and poured the potion into his open mouth and just like Isabelle, he began to roar and his eyes became even darker. “Begin reciting the spell,” Garin yelled. The shaman took out the spell book and flipped through the pages until she got to the one for exorcizing Nephalemic entities. She began to read the Latin spells and as she did so, the winds outside blew even stronger and the thunder began to boom loudly.

Celine's Pov I killed his black pawn with a white horse. "Oh? You are good at chess miss Celine," he praised with a beam. I smiled back at this man who looks like Joshua, the only difference they have are their eye's color and skin complexion. He has blue eyes while Joshua has brown. He has wrinkles all over his face while Joshua has none. Mr.Hong is the leader of HongYoonChoi Organization, however, I couldn't sense any danger from him. Is he really the man who I need to be wary of? A father who received hates from his own son?

Aikon and Yosef glanced at each other and sighed. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - RENZO I am watching Ayla swimming on the pool when my personal phone rings. I saw JD calling. I stood up and signaled Ayla that I need to answer it. She nodded and smiled. “Hello?” I answered. “Hyung.” JD simply said and I immediately understand that something happened. “What happened?” I asked. “Remember my encounter with the Olympus Gang in L.A.? They followed me here in Korea. We have the brother of the one that tipped me. He wanted to avenge his brother. But the Olympus Gang knew him.” JD explained to me.

Fuck. Lee Seong was obscene beauty made flesh. Tall, lean-muscled, skin like polished marble with faint crimson tattoos that shifted like living shadows. Long black hair cascaded over one shoulder. His eyes glowed molten red as they raked over Ren’s kneeling form. He wore nothing but Ren’s spare white clerical collar around his throat like a fucking trophy, and his cock — already half-hard, thick, ridged with demonic texture — hung heavy between powerful thighs. “Well, well,” Seong purred, voice like smoke and whiskey. “An ex-priest calling a demon for a fuck. How deliciously predictable. What’s the deal, Father? Want me to suck the guilt out of your cock?”