Rebirth Ghost Exorciser Novels & Stories

“And if I get possessed, then make sure to get a good exorcist for me.” He smiled, “It won’t lead to that.” he placed me back on the floor and pressed a tight kiss on my forehead, “Give me five minutes.” Suddenly, he bit into his arm, drawing out some blood and applied the blood on my spine. He explained, “The ghosts possession point is the spine. My blood has holy water in it. It would keep them away for longer.”

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

Chloe's hand covered mine on the table, her eyes locked on me, “is everything alright? Is there something you're not telling me? I used to rely so much on Chloe, bothering her with everything going on with me because I didn't know how to handle it, and she was always there for me, but I can't tell her this… Not about the rebirth. Not about anything. I can't have her roped into this. I need to handle things myself this time. I smiled at her, “my mom don't even question me the way you do…” I chuckled softly, “it's nothing. I just want to check with something,” Her eyes lingered on me for a moment. She didn't believe me, but didn't push harder anyway. “Let me know if you need anything else late

"But before you kill us, explain this—how did I survive my own execution three years ago if rebirth magic is impossible? How does Aria carry the signature of death and resurrection if such power does not exist?" "Aberrations," Malachar said dismissively. "Mistakes in the natural order that must be corrected." "Or powers you want to steal for yourselves," I said, understanding flooding through me. "That is what this is really about. The cult wants to harvest our rebirth abilities. Turn them into weapons."

The moment I was blasted awake by nonstop phone calls, I knew I had been reborn. I smashed my phone into pieces without hesitation. In my previous life, Elijah Cook had courted disaster. He secretly embedded pirated software bought online into the security program. The security system collapsed under a virus attack, and the cryobank began to warm. He cried and begged me to save him. I knew that the cryobank had just received the last vial of sperm from a powerful heir who had become infertile. It was his final chance to have a bloodline

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

She was going to chant an ancient incantation, for where the Umbragon lies dormant and since this incantation was for making it, she said it backward to resurrect it, "Exanimo Umbra, Noctis Obscura, Umbragon! Terrae umbra, Spiritus tenebrae, Umbragon! Arcanum adveho, In obscurum redde Umbragon!"

In the past, when Cadell Marcus followed his master Bernard Brown, True Man, he subdued all kinds of powerful ghosts and sealed them in this Divided Soul Pot. There weren't too many evil ghosts, there is also the chance of reincarnation, but you must do good deeds, make up for the karma of previous evil deeds, wait for the right opportunity, and you can be transcended by Cadell Marcus and reincarnate again. Regarding those stupid and unwise ghosts that are unwilling to live in the Divided Soul Pot, Cadell Marcus has never shown mercy until now, directly exterminating them, refining them into ghost pills, and using this family. Increase your level.

My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation. “He likely wanted to return the money for the same reason,” the Shaman added with a knowing smile. “‘Will this dead spirit drag me to hell, too? I’ll give back what I took. Please spare me!’” She laughed, but I noticed Chairwoman’s gaze shift toward me. Chairwoman’s right hand moved close to mine as she spoke again. “But she’s alive, right?” Her hand reached for mine, seeking reassurance. The Shaman’s expression grew distant, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I’m not sure. From what I see, she’s neither fully dead nor truly alive.”

I could feel her vibrating beside me, her only prayer- may Tammy be dead. Not only was she scared, she felt embarrassed. If Tammy is alive? She's done for. The silence that followed from Olive gave her a taste of hope until it was dashed like it was never there, “There she is,” Olive said quietly and Tammy walked towards us. “There's a ghost!” Someone from the crowd shouted. I detest standing these people, but since I can't say it to their face? I'd have to keep playing along. How can someone be so dumb to say, “Here comes the one who had seen the moon goddess and she's back in our midst,”