Supernatural Exorcism Chant Novels & Stories

Ancient incantations danced off my lips, each word uttered with precise intention. "Vos antiqui potestates, concedite mihi potentiam ambulandi per solem sine comburendo et concedite mihi gratiam ut sine damno revertar. Peto vobis auxilium cum corde gravi," I chanted. My energy surged, intertwining with the dark forces of magic that swirled within me. The room hummed with an eerie energy as the spell took hold.

“Hold them over the salt line and walk counter clockwise. Speak the chant as you go.” As we began to move, the chant spilled from my lips, the words slipping off my tongue like shadows. Thinking of Kaelith of all things, I glanced out at the forest. Would he come tonight? At the very least to protect Nova? “Naruum demonia vel’eth … drah’kor fiera godai …” “… nectum drath’uun … vey toran ghuul…”

Freya screamed as she cried. “Do you guys... want our sacrifice to go in vain? Hurry up! Leave!” “Leave! Leave quick...” Wham! An undead cheetah-type demon beast attacked Martiny in her back, digging behind three gashes so deep her bones were visible. Freya’s heart thumped before rushing over to protect her mother. However, Martiny suddenly chanted an incantation. It was the strongest Wind Chant of the Exorcist Dragons. A mass of wind enveloped Freya and Luna and soared to the sky, forcibly pulling them away from the battlefield.

Energy whips through me, crackling over my skin and churning my blood as I chant silently into the night. “What…?” Amos gasps. His hands loosen around my neck. Greedily sucking in the heavy night air, I take the opportunity to speak the incantation aloud. The syllables slide out in a coarse whisper, echoing across the water in terse ripples. “​​From light to shadow, from stone to bone, I send you back to the void you’ve known. By earth, by sky, by sea, I proclaim, Be gone, demon, in darkness remain.”

She took a deep breath, a mixture of apprehension and determination coursing through her veins as she began the incantation: "Sog mi hill ooooh byie Muc myfht so hus heh Nhioebhoooo hhemeu tohyl" With each uttered word, a shiver danced down her spine, a potent blend of anger and fear welling up within her. Her voice wavered as she beckoned the spirit of sickness and disease with her carefully chosen phrases. And then, as if on cue, a brilliant flash of lightning sliced through the air, punctuating her incantation. It was as if the very room responded to her invocation.

He would kill me, steal these parchments, and find out whatever it is Mama wanted to hide; whatever it is this spirit wanted me to protect. Vampiro, vampiro, vade retro. She gave me new instructions, this spirit. These instructions weren't in relation to the Loa; they were in latin. It was a chant, she was saying - a chant to banish a vampire from residence, even if they were initially invited inside. But I didn't know what she told me; I didn't know what she meant. And as Mama continued to call upon Papa Legba over and over, this spirit said these words in latin over and over in my head. She didn't stop until I repeated them aloud. And when I did, Mama came to an epiphany. She tightened her

He let out a low, guttural growl—a sound so primal it seemed to vibrate through the very floorboards of the skyscraper. The shadow hissed, lunging forward with a screech that tore at the senses. Scarlett’s fingers moved in a blurred dance of ancient calligraphy, painting a complex ward in the cold air. “By the light of the rising sun and the eternal flow of the five elements, I command the darkness to be bound!” she chanted, her voice echoing with a power that didn't belong to this world.

I remind you again, it is not time for your screaming, so stop protesting! Hadassah extended her hands in the cold stormy air, her hair moving and she started to chant the hardest and nastiest spell in witch history, only the astringents of extraordinary power knew how to do it "O spiritus corporibus resurgent dillecto," she chanted, breathing heavily, blood beginning to drip from her nose. "Auxilium meum verum corpore resurrecturos, anima vero mei resurgent, anima vero mei resurgent," the spell was killing Celandine's body, it required too much power which could be done nothing but her life and she started to sob

The force drove Alana back an inch, her knees grinding into the dust, but her concentration remained absolute. "By the blood of the earth and the light of the full moon!" Alana chanted louder, her voice swelling to overpower the roaring dark magic. She sliced her palm with a small silver athame, letting three drops of pure witch-blood fall onto the center rune stone. " Exorcise the darkness, calm the royal blood!"

And he ignored pretending to retch of his brother. He pushed Greta through the thick layer of enchanted protective charms surrounding the shop was like the usual people ringing the bell. Some people could wonder if the store was open to selling, why should they ring the bell? But actually, this was to make sure that the customers were not disturbed, not the owner. Who knew when customers got hit by a spell, magical creature, or some silly experiment by the shop owner? Or in this case... "As Lucifer is our witness, dress up these sex freaks!" Balan's hiss proved that the caution of black hair boy was not superfluous. That was more terrible than being hit in the face by the Vomiting Vomiting C