The Exorcist Subliminal Novels & Stories

"A sham? The Goddess has spoken!" "The Goddess's answer?" I sneered and signaled to my aide. The large screen flickered to life, showing a high-definition audio file. "Why don't we listen to this first?" I hit play. Lucius's voice filled the hall, so clear that everyone could hear every word. "I've already contacted a warlock from the black market. They have ways to interfere with the ritual's outcome..." "Once the ritual is a success, I'll take care of Clara and that bastard pup. They will never be seen again..."

"Thus, cursed dragon, and you, diabolical legions, we adjure you by the living God, by the true God, by the holy God, by the God who so loved the world that He gave up His only Son, that every soul believing in Him might not perish but have life everlasting; stop deceiving human creatures and pouring out to them the poison of eternal damnation; stop harming the Church and hindering her liberty! Begone, Satan, inventor and master of all deceit, enemy of man's salvation!" He slammed the bible shut and held it above his head. "AAAAAMMMMEEEEENNNN!" Xavier was thrown back, consumed in a twisting maw of flames, howling in agony. Thane could no longer see him, but in seconds, the flames disappeared

"Exactly my reaction. Last night, I saw Odessa." He took a moment to process that. "You saw her? Her Spirit came to the room?" "That would have been more logical right? But no. She was there in blood. I felt her touch. She was the one who inflicted this injury on me." I looked into space as the memory came back flashing in my head. "Are you trying to say Giselle evoked her spirit?" Xavier asked. "If she called up her spirit from the pit of hell, that would have been better because, at least, we can cast her back. But no, it doesn't seem like it."

Is there nothing else we can do. - <> A mass telepathy message was heard by everyone who was there including the Exorcist and placed a shock expression on everyone 's face. Lord Anex: This voice.....??? Lisa: It's Ban... but where is it coming from?? Zeel: Up.... Up in the sky!! The demons as well as the exorcist heard Zeel's loud voice but no one bothered to tell him off that he had been compromised. They all look towards the night sky as what seems to be a ball of shadow was coming down on the church at high speed.

~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.

Gabriel took it, feeling the shock of skin against skin, feeling the mate bond flare between them with enough intensity that he saw Dominic's pupils dilate before iron control reasserted itself. They walked the red carpet together, Dominic's hand settling possessively on Gabriel's lower back, warm through the expensive suit fabric. Cameras flashed continuously. Gabriel heard whispers following them, voices that carried despite attempts at discretion. "Is that the exorcist?" "I heard Dominic rejected him years ago." "What is he doing here?" "Maybe the rumors about them were true after all."

Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, every inch of her skin drawn taut. "Ivana, relax. You can't be afraid during the ritual. The more you fear, the harder this will be for me." Exorcism wasn't like ordinary medical treatment—the victim's willpower mattered greatly. The weaker the will, the stronger the black magic became. Evan closed his eyes, bit the tip of his finger, and let a single drop of blood fall onto Ivana's smooth back. The instant it touched her skin, the droplet split into crimson markings with a hum, spreading rapidly across her entire body.

“Please, please, let me go, Austin. I know you're not in your right mind now. You can't be. You're going to regret this if you don’t stop right now.” “I think not. You’re my wife, and I’m taking what's rightfully mine. I want to remind you of what having sex with me is like. You won't crave any other man after.” He tells me, dragging down my dress even further to expose more of my body. Oh, my goodness! This can't be happening. There’s no way this is happening! I struggle fiercely with him, fear gripping my entire being. I’m shivering now, and I close my eyes tightly, nausea gripping me, and weakness flooding my entire body. So this is it?

When she looked up once more, the coldness in her eyes and the aggression in her look grew intense. Pastor Angelo’s pupils shrank in fear. He raised his voice and continued to chant. “Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas. Omnis incursio infernalis adversii omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.” Myra was obviously struggling internally but she continued forward, trying to approach the pastor. Pastor Angelo’s heart pounded but he did not stop chanting.

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.