Supernatural Exorcism Latin Words Novels & Stories

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

I read over the summoning rites as best as I could; they were in Latin: O dea tenebris mater immortalibus puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur," I said, "mea lux vestra absorbere liceat mihi locus ad tenebras sicut ex utero immortales filios tuos in ulnis quibus invocaverit te frater O lunae lumen puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur me duce tenebris sunt i ita erit renatus per -

He stood and walked to the bed, pulling his woman down beside him for the night. Latin Translations: deo maledicant illum= god damn it/clausa tuo stupri ore= shut your fucking mouth/ amet asinum stercore=boring ass shit/ostende te, tu ignavus-=show yourself, you coward/foeda daemon purgamentum=foul demon garbage/quis ego sum? ego non metus sordida sanguinem angelus=who am i? i have no fear for a dirty blood angel

She walked into the room to see the man just standing there and staring at the table. “Sir”. He looked up to her and he just stared. “State your business”. Now was the time for her to choose her words carefully. “My friend was possessed by Tresicta” she began. “Pardon?” “Her name is Clara. She’s Savan and Tempan and she took me to the museum and well….she touched a picture and now she's a host for her consciousness. I don’t know”. “This Clara of a Supernatural, you said she’s Tempan?”

Peggy nodded. Katherine began to chant words low: "Ahnika, mater flammarum, mater mortis, te invoco ex regno umbrarum. Per sanguinem antiquum, per ignem qui non moritur, per pactum quod numquam frangitur—ascende. Ascende ad limen inter vitam et mortem. Ostende te filiae tuae. Ostende te Annitore.*" Peggy picked up the chant, stumbling at first, then finding the rhythm.

She raised her arms, palms facing downwards, as if in supplication to some unseen force. “Per manum meam, et mortui resurgent." Haven's voice rose and fell in a hypnotic cadence as she chanted, the words themselves in the ancient Latin language, the power behind them palpable. Her eyes, those piercing green orbs, suddenly turned a milky white, as if the very essence of her being had been transformed.

Judging by everyone's faces they thought this was going to be easy… “So this is the spell you will chant. It is in Latin, so you may need to practice it. I will have Kiera write it down for everyone. It goes like this. ‘Datum etiam ex innocenti sanguine. Fueled ignis, weilded magicae. Et adfer immolabunt et aperire portas et inter regna petas.’ I know it’s kind of long, but it’s necessary.” I said. Kiera started writing and she made a sheet for everyone to practice. It actually seemed easy for the Reavers, as they know all languages. So they just needed to have the sheet to read when the time came.

I remove the dead and dried bird from my bag, and place it on the table, between the Skull and crossbones and the Ouroborus. I clear my mind, and concentrate on the intention to extract the soul of the bird, I visualize a gentle and ethereal atmosphere envoloping it, take a deep breathe and say "Excoquere animam, ex corpore seperare, Spiritus abi, in mea voce clarare Anima excoquere, patefacio iter ad umbras Ut loqui possimus, coniungi et audire verbas"

All emerging from the power of the words Marcus was reading from the book he brought out. "What's happening, why am heading out?" She asked nervously as she turned and observed the sunlight. "I invited you in, he's uninviting you out. They're old magic words used by exorcists. He's rendering the house inhospitable to the dead, to you. Father, the sun, stop!" He cried out shaking the shackles. "Jeremy, help me," she said softly in tears and finally got thrown out to the open. And she began to peal, her skin burning out of her bones.

It was now or never. "By ancient powers, unseen and grand," I murmured. The cage door swung open, a testament to Rachel's doing. "Release this soul from dark command," I continued, my gaze locked onto Rafael as he approached. "Exorcio Liberatus," Rachel, her counterpart, and I chanted in unison. "Hear my plea, set this spirit free," I implored. "This is your last day, and I warned you," Rafael snarled, lunging toward me.