The Exorcist Novel 소설 & 이야기

She came close to me and took the picture of the red haired woman off my hands, like an offering she adored while wiping off any trace of dirt from its surface. The one thing that now caught my attention was how a glass faced picture didn't shatter into pieces after surviving that fall. "This is Hera, the goddess of the Exorcist!." She answered and my head did a little dance. "Really.... Which means she's here to help me overcome this eerie period called the Alpha's Exorcist period." I scoffed as hope filled my heart and that alone elated my mood. "Hahahahahahahaha, how funny it is for you to assume things to your favor. That's quite some nerves you've got." The priestess chimed in a croaky

~Seraphim~ When I had first open my eyes I saw the woman who had performed the exorcism. My body didn’t feel as if it was mine. I rose slowly with my eyes fixed on her, sending her a deadly glare. She began to chant and try to stop me from coming close to her. Her hand was stretched out to me yet I came closer and swayed my hand to the side. She was lifted from the ground, her hands went to her neck, and she was struggling to free herself from some invisible force that was around her neck.

The idea that I'm arguing with a woman because of my cousin sounds really ridiculous. If he's an ex girlfriend, I'm sure he'll recognize me right away. But I think my bastard of a cousin is playing the role of an innocent looking fuckboy. Yup! Evan is the type of man with angelic features. Your first impression of him will tell you that he was a sacristan in high school. Or it could be a handsome nerd who is overly disciplined and knows no nonsense. But the truth is, that's a scam. The proof is his bunch of girls.

Then a bolt of sheer pleasure rippled through him, and then it was over. “DANIEL, DANIEL COME QUICK!!” Preacher Garland yelled as he rounded the church. “What is going on here? Daniel.. You're a Witch. That’s blood magic!!” “Preacher, Wait.” Daniel tried to explain. “No, Daniel! You performed blood magic, and that is why the fever has taken your brother. Wyatt is dead, and now so are you and so is Louise.” He continued. “Now to the cells with you.”

Sunlight filtered through stained glass windows painting rainbows across the marble floor while the scent of incense hung thick in the air, mixing with something else I couldn't quite name but that felt like centuries of whispered prayers and confessed sins. I stepped inside and Mrs. Henderson's gasp cut through the quiet like a knife, her rosary beads clicking faster as though she could pray away whatever evil I'd brought with me. Behind her Mr. Castellano's gaze lingered on my body before guilt flooded his features and he crossed himself twice, his lips moving in silent apology.

The dorm room was dark except for the circle of candles flickering on the floor. Elias Crowe knelt in the center of the carefully drawn summoning circle, heart hammering so hard he could feel it in his throat. The small off campus apartment smelled of old books, incense, and nervous sweat. Textbooks on demonology and forbidden occult rituals lay open around him, pages filled with notes scribbled in the margins, highlighted warnings he had mostly ignored. He had been studying the occult for months in secret. Tonight, he was finally attempting his first real summoning.

Raised the crucifix and recited the strongest command I knew. She broke the cord on her right wrist with a casual snap, full demon strength. Her hand out, fingers curling into the front of my cloth, yanking me forward till my hips bumped the altar edge. Our faces were inches apart, her breath smelling of wine, smoke and sin. “Do it,” she breathed. “Exorcise me with that holy cock, Elias. Save me, ruin me. Pound me over.” I should have pulled away. Instead, my free hand shoved her clothing up to her waist, baring her completely. She was soaked, her pussy glistening, swollen and pulsing. A bead of arousal slid down her thigh and dripped onto the altar cloth.

Both Hong Kong and Las Vegas were relatively conservative, with even the doctors believing in exorcism and Feng Shui. Their words sent Zina’s face paling. She stood there frozen, taking in their panic outburst in stunned silence. Exorcist? ‘The exorcist they’re talking about… It couldn’t be Harvey, right?’ “I-I don’t believe it! Y-you’re lying!” Frightened, Zina hurriedly picked up the talisman Jon gave her with shaky hands and stuck it on Polly’s body. Immediately, Polly calmed down and stopped convulsing. Color returned to Zina’s face and a complacent grin made its way to her lips. She scoffed triumphantly,“Didn’t I tell you that nothing could go wrong since Master Surrey’s here?”

Anita became excited "Hey slow it down...things are not going to be easy my dear. Let's go." Constantine took Anita to his manor and she was surprised that he could aquire such a big house and still choose to be an Exorcist. "So what do i start with." Anita asked feeling excited in his library Constantine brought out some books from his shelf and dropped it in front of Anita "You start with reading." "What!. Dracula...succubus...Beelzebub... Exorcism scroll compilation. Why do i need to read all this?." Anita shoved in disappointment

Unlike some people. I realised, with a jolt that felt very unfair, that I was… attracted to him. Not Cassie’s leftover desire. Mine. Fawn’s. Or whatever version of me existed now. Maybe I was a mix of the two. But I had read a book once about the supernatural that said two soul-minds could not co-exist peacefully, there would always be a fight for control. It made me think of The Exorcist. I wasn’t acting like that, though. I gave a small shudder at the thought. But I was different.