Latin Exorcism Supernatural Novels & Stories

-And now, you want to take care of Amy's life, don't you? Marcus smiled wryly. Brenda smiled and shook her head. -Well, leaving that aside, what are we going to do about Lais? -Exorcism. Marcus frowned, after all, he had always heard that exorcism was for casting demons out of human bodies, and Lais fit well into that category.

The old lady froze in place. Paislee slowly regained her calm. She felt a little proud, and looked around her. Marlee stumbled off the ground. “What happened to the old lady, Ms. Paislee?” Paislee’s face darkened. “I suspect that your old lady’s been possessed. Normally speaking, the Lycan Pill should be able to deal with any problem! “Other than being possessed, there isn’t any other explanation! “But don’t worry! The House of Priests specializes in exorcism.

he says before making my way towards the altar. He's in just jeans and t-shirt while I’m in a white linen dress. I see some elders from the pack and a lawyer as he drags me along to the altar. I stand in front of Tristan and he doesn’t bother to glance at me as he shifts his attention to the priestess. “Go ahead” Tristan says to her as she starts her ritual. “Please. Why are you doing this? You don’t even –” I want to say but stop immediately he growls at me.

Marcel raised a brow as he didn't understand what she meant by that. “The voices you hear in your head. They are ancient powerful creatures known as the Laetus. Which is latin meaning colorful ones. They are cousins to angels as well as demons and they were the ones that saved you that day from dying and also have hidden you from the Shadows all these years," she replied and Marcel's expression changed. “What do you mean they were the ones that saved me that day?" Marcel asked but before Selena could reply Marcel felt a vibration in his pants. It was his handset and he reached into his pocket for it. Taking a look at his screen he saw that it was Madam Yesenia that was calling and he wondere

"He said it’s not just about Valentine anymore. If we don’t stop this creature, it will come for me next.” Demika flinches, a brief flicker of rage flashing across her face before she steels herself again. “It won’t come for you. Not if we stop it first.” Chloe’s gaze shifts to Demika, a storm of emotions swirling in her eyes—fear, desperation, and something deeper, more personal. “I need your help, Dem. We’re not just talking about a simple exorcism. This thing… it’s ancient, something my father has only read about in forbidden texts. It’s not just darkness; it’s worse. If we don’t sever the bond between it and Valentine soon—”

he replied calmly, not even winded, “we can’t afford to disrupt the energy right now.” “Any unnatural means of travel could attract attention or worse, interfere with the veil between realms,” he added. Before I could argue further, he added, “Oh, and Lilith mentioned she’s starting to summon more incubi and succubi to walk through the realms… one for each individual.” I blinked, surprised. “More of them? For what?” “She’s targeting those who harbor fear,” Damien explained. “The more fear they feel, the more entities she sends. She’s doubling the visits to those who are the most vulnerable. And so far, they’re responding exactly as she hoped.”

All right, I will take revenge for you," said Lucifer calmly. He thundered his fingers, and Alfredo woke up startled. He did not even see Lucifer because his eyes were focused on Jonah, the deformed boy he had killed. Lucifer moved his hand to hit the wall and stood in front of him, poking his heart out. All this before the astonished look of Jonah. Jonah ran slowly, but with firm steps. He was very frightened by the ruthless murder he had witnessed. He had not strayed far from Alfredo's house when he heard footsteps behind him, followed by a thin but deafening voice that made his blood freeze, but he continued to run. "Where are we going?" Asked the voice, which came from a woman with brown

I yelled. Sinteza leaned forwards, sinking his metal claws into the podium. “You speak out of turn, succubus. Perhaps you, too, should be burned?” “Don’t you dare!” shouted Alkin, rage in his eyes. Sinteza’s laugh was like a metallic screech. “I think she has clouded your judgment, Alkin. Why else would you propose bringing two demons into our city?” “Three demons!” thundered Ezekiel. A chill crawled up my spine as Ezekiel entered the room . . . dragging Loretta with him. Loretta was chained as we were, and she looked miserably at the floor, her tiny wings drooping.

Lilia and he immediately prayed in front of her in Latin words. While Mr. Tino was having a hard time fighting with the demon who possessed Lany's body. It was too strong, even though Jeric had already worn the rosary with the blessing of holy water on her neck. She got more furious and screamed loudly, instead. But he still didn't stop and bravely faced the demon that was trying to ruin Lany's body.

Leaning back into his arm, Mom grunted, annoyed. “I mean it, Lucifer.” Lucifer’s lip curled. Smoke was oozing from the base of his feet and I swear his face grew ten times darker. “GET OFF MY LAWN!” Hades bellowed. The gigantic crowd scattered, the hellhounds now heerding the supernaturals like sheep. I love sheep; they are so fluffy. I’ve got my own sheep, well, lamb I sleep with every night called Lambert. Snorting, Loki nudged my arm, laughing along with me.