The Exorcist Audiobook Novels & Stories

The first word I let out from my mouth while scrolling down on my laptop. " We need to talk Alexis! It's about Adoneram " after that I heard a sound coming from my door. Someone is coming. I strolled my feet on my main door and when I opened it, black shadows entered inside me and I felt a strange force hovering over me. I screamed when I started to see green and black veins crawling through my body. My arms and legs felt numb and I couldn't even hear the sounds of my voice anymore.

"Because you sound pretty desperate for someone who's won." Behind him, the barrier was dissolving completely as Morwen's attention focused on the immediate threat. His vanguard poured through—Alden first, his hands already glowing with exorcism magic. "Hold him!" the healer commanded. "I'll try to—" "You'll fail!" The triple voice laughed. "Three fragments, fully merged, hosted in a willing vessel? There's no technique to exorcise this! I've transcended your pitiful sanctuary knowledge!" "Maybe." Alden pressed his hands against Rhys's temples anyway. "Let's find out."

"Ma'am, your prayers have been heard, and the evil spirit has now been purged. We have to return and report this to our monastery. All your son needs to do is rest, and he'll be able to walk by tomorrow." As he spoke, Lucas briskly packed up his tools, clearly preparing to flee. I stood silently in the shadows at the bedroom doorway, watching this absurd and bloody farce reach its end. It was almost time. I quietly slipped back into the living room and took out the phone I had prepared in advance. The moment the exorcists swiped that card, I'd already had the number prepared on my phone.

Griselda smiled, a twisted grimace she didn't get to finish because, in that instant, Uriel lunged at her, possessing the healer’s body with a burst of supernatural energy. Under the angel's control, Griselda straightened up and extended her hands toward Dorian, chanting words in a dead tongue that made the very foundations of the place vibrate. Uriel was looking to rip Astaroth out by the roots. Derand stood frozen, not knowing what was happening, his confusion quickly turning into dread. "What is she doing now?" Suddenly, Derand fell to the floor, limp and breathless. The force of the exorcism Uriel sought to perform drained the energy from the room, and the surrounding bodies succumbed.

Some titles seemed interesting to him, like ‘How to kill and skin a sand wurm by JJ Rulus’ or ‘The spirit realm unmasked by Sir Tapnes’ and some made him shiver at the thought of their contents, such as ‘A look inside of fae anatomy by Priest Daphne’ and ‘Histories of demonic possession that nearly ended existence by Krun. He had already finished two rows and had started on the third when a slight whispering in his ear broke his concentration, “You must kill.” “What the..?” Rex said out aloud, looking left and right, searching for the person who had made the sound, not being able to see anyone, he followed where he thought the whispering from coming from, rounding the end of the large booksh

As Maria uttered the name of God, a profound transformation began to unfold. The world around her slowed, and with a commanding voice, she banished Lucifer's demons, including the formidable Behemoth, with a simple "Begone!" Her voice resonated throughout the building, leaving a trail of exorcised demons in its wake.

The waves hissed and crashed in relentless succession, their rhythm broken only by the occasional gust of wind that sent sprays of saltwater across the dunes. Gabe stood just above the wet line, fists buried in his jacket pockets, trying not to look like a man about to beg. Beside him, Father Frank moved with a quiet, workmanlike reverence. The priest’s black exorcism robes clung to his frame, the gold-threaded stole flicking in the breeze. He adjusted his collar, kissed the small crucifix at his chest, and whispered a Latin prayer only the wind could hear. Then he uncapped a small silver flask. “Gabe,” he said, voice low but certain, “if there is an entity out there, I’ll start with a minor

Sneered Eric. Megan threw more holy water at home and started to recite an exorcism in hopes Daniel would be pulled out of Eric. “Grr! Bitch what are you doing to me?” “Stop fighting me, Eric. It will only make the pain last longer. Push him out.” Megan recites the ritual Romano exorcism in Latin. She watched as Eric twitched and screamed. Blood started to drip out of his mouth. “You’re killing me you bitch, and you don’t even care.”

​Don't be scared. ​A shiver runs down my spine at the voice which brushes the tips of my ears. I shut my eyes and hold Sassy closer to me. Tears pour past my eyes as I cry helplessly in the darkness, my mind repositioning me in that dark alley, and I couldn't escape it, no matter how hard I tried. ​This is what you deserve. ​I hear another set of steps approaching, these rushed as if the person was running. I curl into myself tighter, waiting with my breath held for them to pass me by. ​But they don't. ​They instead begin making their way toward me, and I scream, hoping this time my screams would be heard.

Dawn Turner "You want what?" The cashier stood in front of me with a bored face. "I want 10 crucifixes, 5 bottles of holy water, and a bible; thanks." I gave her a tight smile and fought the urge to run back home and yell into my pillow. "Cal! Come here man. We got a lady wanting to perform an exorcism." She turned around and continued calling out to Cal. "What? No. No exorcisms here!" I shook my head at her frantically. "Look, is it so wrong that a girl at my age wants to live a holy life blessed by her savior?" I shot her a glare. Is anyone even listening to me right now?