Malleus Maleficarum Supernatural Novels & Stories

I asked with a raised eyebrow, sniffing the air without noticing the monster's presence. “There's a rift in the underworld of shadows; I can feel it...Don't you hear the disturbing whispers?” The Succubus bit her lips while hugging her own arms. “That's why the beast is so restless; the darkness doesn't leave them in peace... I sense the presence of Malsumis creatures.” “What creatures are these?” I widened my eyes, shivering as whispers with malevolent words, screams, and moans echoed through the forest. “They are one of the worst, excellent at disturbing. They are evil entities that seek to disturb and manipulate those they encounter, feeding on the fear, terror, and even hatred of their v

"I know your mentor well, so let me ask you again. You've mastered the Pierce of Trinity, the Five Points of Ascension, and the Seven Points of Transcendence. But what about the most extreme one? Can you use it now?" In that instant, Felix felt as if a fog had lifted from his mind. His whole body jolted awake. "Damn, you're right! Ever since I got into alchemy, I really did forget about some things. I see what you're getting at. You're talking about the Nine Points of Calamity, right?" Billy scoffed. "No kidding. That's why you're the best person for this. Even if something goes wrong, you can still fix it. At least, you should be able to. But remember, the soul traits of a Malevolent Phanto

I started to wonder if some curse or divination had been cast on our bloodline and landed on Max. "The damning evidence," my father continued. "Was that two of the women and one of the men were in possession of Malleus Maleficarum, 'The Witches' Hammer'... It's a book on witchcraft which speaks about sexual encounters with demons... How to make things go wrong in the lives of young women... Lure them into the covens, etcetera, etcetera."

Inside was a single object, bound in a frost-coated bark, etched with the golden spiral. It pulsed once in his hand and then went still. And the cathedral listened. Kieran opened the book and read out loud: “Those who read this book have already been damned. When you pass through those doors of how you so crave, it shall be your demise in the true self of you. For you shall see it, the thing that is everything.” Kieran gulped as he carried on reading.

Nicholas said as he rubbed his lotion. "Wait, so she just dey her dey, begin to shout". Femisola quipped from the other side of the dorm room and every one burst into laughter. I was busy battling with this government textbook. "Omo, Remmy boy, I hear say na you carry her go infirmary". Femisola said. "Yes, she's sick oh, her body was shaking, Fam. I was scared for her". Malik plopped down in my bed in his jersey shorts, I eyed him as he got his wet back on my bedsheet.

“He was pretty fucking ugly, but the fucker lost the game entirely. There are at least thousands of different supernatural species documented, so there are many that are still undocumented. There’s no telling how many there are out there. Some of our main groups include Celestials like angels, gods, and demi-gods. Then there are Demons. Those bastards have many fucking variations because they often breed with other species in order to make powerful hybrids. The Zeltenea was one such hybrid. We have shifters which have two forms being the human and whatever the other form is. There are roughly forty-five different variations that are documented.” He opened a folder on the table and handed me

Cries of despair and anguish echoed from the whip as soon as it was unveiled. Waves of malevolent energy resonated from within. Halbert whipped it toward Severin's direction, sending forth a cacophony of malicious and demonic energy that echoed for miles. The malevolent energy distorted the surrounding space, tearing apart even the glow of starlight.

“Yes, I’m very familiar with many types of mix drinks, and I’m a pretty fast leaner on ones I don’t know yet.” “Good, there is a book over at the bar that has a list of the dinks that Mr. Baphomet and his guest likes to drink. It should also have the direction on how they like it made. I’ll go and make sure everything is being taken care of down there.”

the thing wheezed, the sound vibrating through the stitches. I felt the blood drain from my face. I recognized her. She was the maid who had "fallen" into the well in my past life. The one Lyra had cried for. "A Soul-Echo," Kaelen hissed, his face pale with a mixture of disgust and rage. "This is forbidden magic. Darker than anything allowed in Aethelgard. Someone has been using this woman’s corpse as a vessel to track us." The creature lunged, its fingers ending in blackened, sharpened bone where the nails should have been. It didn't move like a person; it moved like a spider, its joints clicking and snapping.

His hands were shaking so hard he almost dropped it. "It’s the Tainted Ichor!" Marek yelled over the rising hum of energy. "The Council didn't just drain them, Elias! They 'salted' their veins with Alloyed Malice. It’s a parasitic spell. As long as that silver is in their blood, the Council owns their heartbeats!" "How do I stop it?" Elias asked, grabbing Marek’s shoulders. "I can't fight three hundred of my own people!"