The Ritual Audiobook Novels & Stories

And it was then that the name of the ritual echoed in my skull like a curse. The Rite of Dominion. They were performing The Rite of Dominion.

"The 'Static' is holding, Mother. But there's a new signal... it’s not an auditor. It’s Possibility." I looked at Eryx, and the "Gia" within me—the woman who had been left in the Square, who had been audited, who had suffered—finally took a full, un-standardized breath. We had won. The North was free. But more importantly, We were Ourselves. "We need a ritual," I said, my voice vibrating with a frequency I had to manually stabilize. "A ritual for what?" Eryx asked. "To end the story," I said, my violet-silver eyes turning into two pools of liquid stardust. "To turn the 'Audit' into a Liturgy of the Hearth."

Goddess please let this ritual go smoothly. Isaac's protests grew louder, desperate. "Please, no! I'll talk, just... just don't do this!" But Gonzales continued, undeterred, the ritualistic words flowing from him in a powerful stream. I watched, a silent observer, as the air shimmered with unseen forces, the boundaries between the natural and the unnatural blurring before my eyes. As the ritual reached its crescendo, Isaac's cries faded into a stunned silence, his body going rigid as the energies enveloped him. The light from the ritual cast strange shadows across his face, highlighting the fear, the uncertainty, and the eventual resignation in his eyes.

As I scanned the page again I saw a heading, ‘ritual’ it read. It looked interesting and maybe I would find the ritual I had witnessed in the wood. I found the page and searched for anything. It had been divided into smaller chapters, the ritual of the initiation, the ritual of the mutation. It went on like that. I hadn't found any specific chapter so I decided to read all of them, see if I found any close to what I needed and was searching for. I read from the ritual of initiation, it explained it briefly first. It was the initiation of witches into their covens. I hadn't witnessed an initiation and so I skipped.

He proceeded, “the ritual commences at 11:55pm, so it reaches its peak at midnight.” “Wait! What?” Every trace of sleep vanished from my eyes. “What part are you having trouble with?” Logan had concern deeply etched in his voice. “Ugh…the ritual…” “Yes. The priest will be here in an hour to walk you through the procedure, since you don’t know anything about it.” Ragner jumped in with what he thought I wanted to hear but he was far from it. “The ritual requires an ultimately calm spirit for it to work.” Logan chipped in.

They really deserved the Noldorasga family's custom-made crushed dried coriander powder. But of course, there were limits to everything. When Eden saw the fangs and fingernails of his older brother begin to grow, he knew the fun times were over. The apprentice wizard quickly casts a buff on his brother, followed by the smoke of Aloe Essence - Balan would literally kill him and all the butterfly fairies in the city if he had any redness on his skin. And finally, the Cicada charm would keep the butterfly fairies away from Balan. They especially hate the sound of cicadas, so nobody knew why.

To the way he seemed drawn, helpless against it. To the memory of his body in that bed. Our bed. I closed my eyes in resignation. I had to do it. “Tell me what to do.” ~~~~ The ritual began that night. The room was cleared. Salt lines drawn. Candles lit in a precise circle of thirteen, each one made of black wax laced with ash. The scroll lay open before me. The polished rune stone glowed faintly in the candlelight. “Sit,” Bibi Kamwe instructed. “And offer your blood.”

"I offer you a home, Grandfather. But it’s not the one you remember." Audrey knelt at the edge of the stone, her obsidian dagger in hand. She looked at the "Worthless" marks on her palms—the scars she had hated her entire life. Now, they were the key. She sliced into the old scar tissue, letting her black, void-heavy blood spill onto the obsidian. The ritual had begun. The suspense was no longer a question of if they would fight, but who would survive the merger. "Draw him in, Lucas!" Audrey screamed as the black blood began to glow with a violet fire. "Open the gates!"

Holding both his hands I instructed, “ When I start the ritual don’t get up. Just follow the instructions I give and don’t do anything unless I tell you to do it. Do you follow?” “ I promise, Eva.” He said squeezing my hands. Could he tell that I was nervous as hell? I had no clue if it would work. No one had tried this ritual in about a thousand years. Closing my eyes I started chanting the spell, “ aaminsaninsaninan……doemherlemeneven……aaminsaninsaninsaan ……. Doemherlemeneven …………… Aaminsanin saninsann ……..….aaminsaninsaninan…………….. doemherlemeneven…………….

“The witches tracking Barbara's whereabouts tell us we still have at least until midnight before the ritual is completely over. With the help of the witches I sent earlier, we still have at least an hour or so to break the ritual.” Rokan Allegro stepped up and took the main seat in the room. Everyone who was standing also sat back in their available seats. “What ritual was Hugo actually doing?” Elder Brahma asked dryly. He had a bad idea about this. Rokan Allegro crossed his arms on the table in front of him. His head looked up slightly with a sigh. “Seven Breath Ritual.” The entire room was startled, including Elder Brahma himself. His guess wasn't wrong at all, but it just made its look ev