Novel & Cerita Supernatural Exorcism

“Mr. and Mrs. Harlan… and you must be Sadie. I’ve heard troubling things.” “Nice to meet you, Father,” I purred, letting my fingers trail against his palm. His hand was warm, strong, and I caught the faintest flicker in those intense eyes. Inside the dimly lit chapel, my parents unleashed their full sermon. “She fornicates constantly, Father,” Mom wept. “Multiple partners. No shame at all. She laughs when we confront her. It’s unnatural!” Dad nodded solemnly. “We believe a lust demon has taken root. She needs full deliverance—exorcism if necessary.”

Serena turned to me, eyes like steel. “I am preparing for an exorcism,” she said simply. Her words hung in the room, and I felt them like a physical weight pressing down. I took a step back instinctively. “You mean…?” I didn’t finish, afraid to name the act. “Yes,” she said firmly, cutting me off before I could. “It’s an ancient witch-hunter rite. Powerful. Dangerous. Immense sacrifice is required, it's necessary because if Clara wins… she’ll burn the pack this time and she won't lose.”

This was the raw, beautiful chaos of his existence. But something was wrong. Wrapped around the silver pillars of his humanity were thick, pulsating red chains. They looked like rusted iron, smelling of oil and blood. They were tightening, crushing the silver light, suffocating it. “INTRUDER DETECTED.” The voice boomed from everywhere and nowhere. The red chains suddenly animated, rearing up like cobras. Scarlett didn't flinch. In this mental world, she was her true self—the Grand Exorcist. Her jade brush was now a spear of pure golden light.

"They actually assigned me to kill him." "Whoa." Erica sat back. "What?" "We're part of the Hunters Organization." Rayleigh said. "Some of us are tasked with hunting down Supernatural creatures." She points to Amira. "She specializes in hunting a variety of Supernatural beings, while myself specializes in exorcisms and hunting down Demons." "And yet, you're over here fucking one?" Erica asked. "How did that play out?" Rayleigh looked around the room while she rolled her tongue on the inside of her cheek as if contemplating how to explain herself.

No, the only answer was preternatural interference- Samael's grubby fingerprints were stamped all over this. “Oh God- if you do exist, exorcise him. Send him back to Hell!” I groaned, fingers whitening as I clenched the steering wheel. Death existed, and worse, he was a total jerk- and I was his little “maggot.” Think of yourself as my human pet, lowly little worm.

The old stone rectory basement had been converted into a makeshift exorcism chamber. Heavy crosses hung on the walls, candles burned in a protective circle around the large wooden table, and thick iron chains dangled from the ceiling. Father Elias stood at the head of the table in his black cassock, eyes glowing with that familiar demonic hunger.

The old woman said, raising her voice and staff up. Susannah found it easy and decided to do it since she knew Eddie never for once showed any atom of love for her. She could easily let go and find herself another guy but for now, redeeming herself and letting go of the darkness inside her is her priority. She needs to get back to the team and apologize. "I accept " she finally blurted out and the old woman stretched her staff towards her and started chanting some spells. Everywhere was shaking and the dark spirit inside Susannah started leaving till she passed out.

“Time to see the Council.” Alex nods but doesn’t say a word. However, his eyes reflect his misery as he waits for me to open the door. Councilmember Corbin James, Gadriel Saint, and Lukan Garron are standing on our front porch. The men look grim and austere as they gaze upon us. “Mikhail Cross, on behalf of the Supernatural Council, you are being remanded under the charge of murdering the human boy, Travis Gentry. Please step forward and release your wings.” I step forward and release my wings with flutter as each man takes a position to restrain them. Gadriel stands behind me and places a chain around my wings with a click. The chain is spelled to keep supernatural beings with wings grounde

“We have to look for the baby at the hotel and get rid of it. Ask her how to get rid of the god. And how much time we've got before he becomes a complete god." “I believe she said they get rain on the seventh day and he has to eat six different body parts from his mother." “Where is his mother's body? Ask her." Will asked Mo asked and the woman replied. Then she told him. “Her body has been burnt up because they felt it was a sacrilege. We have an hungry orphaned demon on our hands." “We've got to find that baby. But how do we get rid of it?" Modupe asked the woman. When she heard the reply, she turned to him with a dissapointed look. “We can't. Only Makunde's mother can kill him."

to turn him away. The old woman pushed herself up. “Well what are you stupidly standing there for?!” Luntian grabbed her staff and hit Calleb in the head, making him flinch. “Let’s go!” ================= Villagers circled around the ritual hall. A place of healing. A place of prayers to be sent to the Spirit guides, to the ancestors. But tonight, it’s for a Ceremony. An Exorcism.