Occult Kun Novels & Stories

I waited to hear him respond. "Boss Hazel and Cage are down here. They ran as soon as we made it into the basement. We're blocking the entrance through the cellar. How did you know?" "I didn't, Some how Kali did." I look at her in awe. What did she just see? How did she see it? I look at Doc. "How is that possible?" Giving me a confusing stare,"Well was she right?"

"I'm a Zenko. Inari doesn't allow us use our powers for evil. We use it to help other creatures especially humans." "Inari?" Ro asked. "Our god." "Oh. So you guys have evil counterparts too?" "Where there is good, there is evil. Where there is evil, there is good. Except Heaven and Hell. Those places are very distinct." Ro laughed and nodded her head, "That's right." "The evil ones are nogistunes. They're demons." "I do not want to meet one." "Hopefully you won't, they wander in deserted places."

he introduced himself. "Good to meet you. Call me Alpha Blake. This is my beta, Luca," I said. Channing was about the same age as Aspen, similar in build, with the same dark hair. The one real difference was their eyes Aspen's hunter-green, like his mother's, and Channing's an unusual, striking grey. I'd never seen eyes quite like his. "Is Mr. Halliwell going to be joining us?" Luca asked, shaking Channing's hand. Channing looked at us, confused.

“What secret?” Darryl was suddenly intrigued and sat by the bed as he stroked the Cult Mistress’s hair. Monica faintly laughed and flirtatiously said, “Turn off the lights and come under the sheets, then we’ll talk.” “Uh…” Darryl swallowed his saliva, took off his clothes, and turned off the lights before going under the sheets. “So what’s the secret?” Darryl asked softly in the dark with his curiosity fully aroused. Monica gently held Darryl’s hand under the sheets and said, “I heard the Kunlun Sect has secretly submitted to the New World.”

Baby Levi grows restless in his cradle as his little eyes follow the movements of his mother. Her lilting voice resonates around us as she begins to chant the words to a spell. “Fae in hoc daemone profunde con- tineant virtutes. Dcemon tantum latus eius floreat et crescat.” The air around her moves more furiously with every word that she chants. Her hair flies around her, slapping her in the face like a whip. The candles spread out in the room blowing out, plunging their world in darkness. Voices appear in the background, chanting one word over and over. “Occultare. Occultare. Occultare.”

I could give her jewelry every day if it gave me the perfect excuse to be able to touch her. Merda. (Shit*) Lucia turns and plays with the pendant, a soft smile on her lips. She does not realize it, but she is only a step away from me, and I can smell her perfume and see every detail of her skin. "Why a sun, Don Elio?" she asks me. "Because you are Lucia (light*). Go and join your friends. You have no business hanging out here with an adult." The bullshit I feed people, I swear!

Take her. The argument looped until my head throbbed. Finally, we reached it. The library of old magic, a cavernous ruin half-buried in shadow-vines. The doors groaned open at my touch, the Mark flaring like it recognised home. Inside was a labyrinth of shelves, scrolls stacked to the cavern ceiling, air thick with dust and power. We searched for hours. Kiyan found it first: a sealed case of obsidian, written only for the son of UNUK.

Typical Giveon. “Your nose isn’t trained to recognize anything other than the wolf scent and while there are very few wolves there, the man you were talking to earlier is a wizard, i could smell the spells from a mile away and I’m even certain he must have done one or two today. There were also two other scents of spells around, they also had that bad after smell from evil magic…” by the time Giveon was done spelling out the more than ten supernatural types that he had sensed in Pierxly, I was shocked and to be honest, a little worried too. I was working around all of those people but couldn’t tell one bit and if I hadn’t overheard their conversation today, I might have never suspected that