Exorcism of the Hollow

By Albert Oon

To Alessio, his family is everything and he'll insult and fight anyone who goes against him and his own. He's always seen the spiritual world, but when a mysterious woman activates the powers within him when he tries to save her, he gains the abilities of an exorcist and the ability to banish demons. Through this new responsibility, he'll be tested and have to learn the value of humility.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Albert Oon
• Release date: Dec 6, 2021
• ISBN: 9780463684580

Albert Oon

A Catholic, self-published writer who writes for fun and to help others out. I write in the genres of horror, fantasy, romance, and sci-fi. I hope to be a successful writer who will be successful by helping you through life and possibly even help save your soul by leading you to God.

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Exorcism of the Hollow

Copyright 2021 Albert Oon

Published by Albert Oon at Smashwords

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Cover made by @An_dres_art (on Twitter)

The original cover for this story made by Albert Oon.

The first cover for this story by Albert Oon.

Chapter 1 – Beginnings of Conversion

It’s time to wake up, Alessio! I kick my old man in the stomach as he jumps on me before I knock him to the ground. What did you do that for?! Have you no respect for your elders?

Have you no respect for me while I’m sleeping?!

It’s the morning and you should always wake up with high energy. Next time, I’ll be sure to get you.

Next time, come up with something different. Perhaps try waking me up gently rather than being noisy and jumping on me.

I start to get dressed in my school clothes while keeping an eye on my dad so he doesn’t pull anything more pranks.

Aww, but when you grow up and get married, you’ll grow distant from your old man!

I already want to be distant from you. Is Alex awake?

Of course she is. Your little sis doesn’t need any help getting her up, unlike her big brother.

I don’t need help with anything. I can wake myself up just fine.

Then why does your principal bring up that you were late on the days that I let you wake yourself up to put your claims to the test.

He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. Being a couple minutes late is nothing.

But being an hour late is something.

Whatever. Is breakfast ready-

My sister throws a broken pillow in my face as I open the door to leave my room. Dang it, now I have all these feathers in my hair and outfit. Both my dad and sis laugh as I scramble to clean myself off. I should’ve known this would happen because the door was closed.

I’ll get you later, you little brat and you old fart, I say to both of them.

We eat breakfast together that my dad made. It’s French toast like every Tuesday. While eating, I look up at the picture of my mom who started this tradition of eating French toast every Tuesday for whatever reason. I feel the scars on the right side of my face, a memento from that day that I lost her.

Dad puts his hand on my shoulder while saying, I miss her too, but at least she’ll always be with us.

Yeah, I say while finishing my meal.

Alex and I say goodbye to dad while he tells us to stay safe and out of any unnecessary trouble. As if that could happen.

Bro, hold on, Alex says while pushing me into an alleyway.

What is it? I ask.

Those kids ahead of us are trouble.

What did dad and I tell you about dealing with them?

I know, but I don’t feel like going to detention again and wasting dad’s time for something that he wants me to do. The school will kick us out like the other one if we keep this up.

Who said that the school has to know about this? I say as I step out into the street, Hey, losers!

The kids turn to me and one says, "You’re the brother