Star Exorcist Novels & Stories

When Starla opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was the ceiling of Xavier’s bedroom. The moment Wendy saw her wake up, she rushed forward and grabbed her hand. “Starla, are you okay? “You suddenly collapsed just now. You scared both me and your uncle to death.” Her face was filled with concern, but her eyes betrayed a flicker of disgust. Behind her, Xavier stood with a dark expression, looking down at Starla. “What’s wrong with you?” His voice was cold. “You’re an adult. Can’t even take care of your own body?”

"Well, that was certainly fun. I'm surprised you were able to keep up with me for so long. It's good that you and I finally meet face to face." Xavier's voice hit Thane like a punch to the face, using his paranormal sensitivity against him. During exorcisms and investigations, he had heard the voices of demons, but this was a whole new level of evil. Regardless, Thane charged towards him, reaching into his pocket and drawing his rosary. He wrapped it around his hand like brass knuckles and then lunged forward to punch Xavier. Calmly, Xavier grabbed his wrist and stopped him like a seatbelt. Thane screamed as the rosary melted on his hand, the plastic and metal turning into molten ooze and fu

Elysia waved, but her hands were yet to drop when the door creaked open and the light from the sun illuminated the floor of the church, revealing Damon's and Orion's familiar figure, at least to one person. Elysia Alderidge. Although they came together, they went on different lanes, and Orion was with someone… but it was not Seraphina. Elysia did not seem bothered or concerned anyway, she just turned to the front, after recognizing Damon with a slight nod. The priest bowed slightly, pushing his glass above his nose bridge. “Well, with that said, we'd need someone after Alicia Lehman to talk about Emily.” “A male will be much better.” Elysia and Alicia turned back immediately after the priest

I could smell the salt and something else in the air I couldn't quite put my finger on. Star began shaking again, her arm flying out infront of her. Something knocked Axel off of Star causing him to fly into the couch knocking him unconscious. We all watched In horror as Stars eyes opened up again glowing green. Stars arm had a green glowing mist around her arm then all of a sudden she blast a hole in the door, leaving a huge hole. "QUICK BRING HER HERE." Ivy shouted. I picked her up and brought her to the middle of the circle laying her down gently.

Others were so ridiculous that Emma had to physically stop herself from commenting. Then Sofia found something. “Wait.” She opened a thread. The post was buried deep in a chemical trading forum. The discussion wasn't recent, but it contained several references to Thanox. They followed usernames. Old posts. Deleted comments. Archived conversations. One username appeared repeatedly. Sofia copied it into another search. Then another result appeared. And another. By the time they had finished digging, they had three names. Three separate sellers. Three different parts of the world. One in Singapore.

But her eyes remained cold, like distant stars twinkling under the chandelier’s light, their brilliance masked by a heavy, unyielding chill. He had heard that Exelle had been traumatized by what happened the previous year, which caused her to disappear for a year, but he never expected the change in her—the coldness that now radiated from her. He wasn’t privy to the details, only that she had been seeing a psychiatrist to deal with the trauma. He didn’t know the full extent of her situation, but seeing her like this, right in front of him, with her gaze devoid of warmth, hit him hard.

Xanders pov I had never gotten hung up on one night stand before, and could hardly even remember their faces the very next day. But there was something about this woman that made her linger in my mind. Then I saw her again, well her passport clipped along to her credentials. There was no mistaking it was her. I scanned through and found her name. “Aurora light,” her name slid off my tongue. I looked through her credentials, the only thing that stock out was the insane amount of recommendation letters she had listed with the places she worked, but most of them were menial responsibilities.

Stella, an 18-year-old college student, was bored and horny. She had always been fascinated by the occult and decided to try her hand at summoning a demon for some much-needed sexual gratification. Armed with a dusty old tome she had found at a thrift store, she set up candles, drew pentagrams, and began chanting the incantation.

Not like this. Isabella Hawthorne really looks like a fucking goddess. She’s beautiful. So damn beautiful. Her long brown hair looks so soft that it makes me want to run my fingers through them. Her eyes… dark green eyes stare back at me. She isn’t wearing any makeup like in all those pictures of her online. Dare I say, she is exquisite. But that doesn’t change the fact that she’s a spoiled daddy’s girl. She shakes her head at me as if I’ve said something offensive even though I’m well aware I was only thinking that she’s a spoiled rich girl. Then, she turns around and heads back inside.

Five years ago, I married Cassian, the vampire I had grown up with. We had known each other since we were children, and both clans were glad of the match. I believed we would stay beside each other the way we had promised when we were small. Then Cassian fell in love with a human maid. By that time, I was already carrying his child. He turned on his own clan for her anyway and ran off with her to the human world. Everyone was laughing at me. I stayed behind in the vampire territories alone, pregnant, calling Cassian more times than I could count and sending people out to find him. He never came back. In the end, he refused even to hear any news of me. He only had someone deliver a message. "