The Exorcist Audiobook Novels & Stories

The video zoomed in brutally—my hands, my mouth, the empty wrappers piling beside me. My breath fractured. “No…” The screen went dark, and suddenly the silence inside the ballroom became worse than noise. I could hear my own thundering pulse until sharp voices stirred in the hall. “Jared is right…” “She will never change…” “She trapped him…” I tried to breathe—once, twice—but it wouldn’t come properly. My voice cracked. “No. That video is old!” “Old?” Jared repeated coldly. He finally looked at me fully now, and the disgust in his eyes hit harder than the whispers around us.

Emily scolded. After minutes of climbing the team of four finally reached underground. Chambers broke the descent, flashes of painted walls catching their light. First—bright colors: gods crowned in gold, kings lifted in triumph. Then darker—angels turning away, mortals bound in chains, eyes painted so sharply they seemed alive. The beauty bled into menace with every step. "Damn," Caleb exclaimed, staring at the walls. "They even inscribed death spells on the walls" Emily whispered. "Death spells?" Eric muttered, his voice bouncing off the stone. "That's comforting."

Alpha Xander replied nonchalantly as he still kept eyeing me suspiciously. "Whatever this is, its coming from you. " Alpha Xander announced and I couldn't help but sigh. How possible is that? Is he trying to tell me that I am now disbursing wolf's bane from my body. "I'm now a disbursement machine of disbursing wolf's bane, huh?." I asked in a confused voice. "Alpha Ansel, you're on the Exorcist period. " He said and i lowered my head. How the hell does everyone know about this exorcist thing? why an

Maybe" she mutters under her breath. Her eyes caught an empty spot perfect for her escape. She was about to run away when a huge man stepped in and blocked her path "Dad? What are you doing here?" Zain asked. Audrey glanced up and was welcomed by a deep red-eyed man staring down at her, she could tell he was a demon of high rank from the aura that surrounded him. Abigor didn't respond to Zain, his gaze never left Audrey, "what are you doing here?" He demands, voices deep and rocky Audrey turns to Zain thinking the question is for him, but he surprises her the more as he calls out to her

In anger and rage, his eyes turned completely red and he disappeared from everyone's sight with the speed of light. "Have you found that thing for which you came here?" Moroi Ace Denzell stood behind Ms. Anastasia and said in a low voice, "It's very rude. Don't steal like this when the family is not in the house. Very bad manners." Hearing his voice, Ms. Anastasia got scared, and the book fell from her hands. "Hey, you are faster than I thought," he picked up the book that fell on the ground and read the name of the book in a loud voice. "Exorcism: Eldritch Werewolves by Witch Rosaline."

“Lord, send him aid from your holy place. Let us pray. God, whose nature is ever merciful and forgiving, accept our prayer that this servant of yours, bound by the fetters of sin, may be pardoned by your loving kindness.” With a loud groan, I tumble to the floor, my eyes fixed open on the cross up near the foggy rafters. It’s gone from blistering hot to bitterly cold and I’m not certain whose voices are in the room with me anymore, only that it’s not Father Kilroy’s, or anyone else I’ve known my whole life living here. I hear someone hiss, “Well, I’ll be damned,” and can only assume it’s that wicked bastard Bill because he’s the only one brazen enough besides me to curse during the middle of

Even in the dim torchlight, her juices stained her inner thighs. "This." He stepped aside and revealed the thick book on the desk. "This book contains all Exorcists that have ever lived. From the moment they were born to their last dying breath." He tapped the book cover. "I am hoping..." He glanced at her as she stepped up beside him. "This will give us the answer." "To what is going on here?" She asked as she gestured to them both. "Yes, and maybe it will give us other answers." He said as he sat down on the chair. "Have at it."

A strange giggle slips from my throat. “Open the door!” I shout again, kicking it this time. I start to scream. “Let me out! You have no idea what you’ve done! He’s coming! The devil is coming for his own. He won’t leave a single one of you standing!” I hear them talking loudly. They say I’m losing my mind. They don’t realize I’ve finally found it. The lock clicks, but it isn’t Mason. My father walks in, followed by a man dressed in heavy black robes, carrying a bowl of stagnant water and a crucifix. The “Exorcist.”

In my first life, whenever I’d grown uncertain about anything, Adrian had always positioned himself as the only reasonable source of answers — patient, reassuring, quietly making sure I never trusted my own judgment enough to look past him. “I’m not asking you to approve my decisions,” I said, and ended the call before he could steer it anywhere else. He still didn’t understand what had changed in me. But I could hear, clearly now, that it was starting to unsettle him more than he wanted to admit. ----- I went back into Margaret’s records once the call ended, searching this time for patterns instead of individual facts. References to *E.C.* Protected assets. Family. Authorized access. The ag

Kyle stated, catching on immediately. “I…” the priest stuttered. “I… do. The girl is troubled. What do you want with her?” Kyle scoffed. “Troubled? You can say that again. The girl is monster. A demon. One of Satan’s angels sent straight to the Earth from Hell.” Father McMullen nodded. “I know. She has been to this place.” He gestured to the boarded up windows. “She was the one who destroyed the windows.” He turned his anguished gaze back to Kyle. “The same darkness that lurks in her lurks within you too. But you want to destroy. Why? What do you want with her?”