Share

TEN

Penulis: C.E.AIHES
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-07 10:17:25

REBELLION AT THE ALTAR

ARSON

“Hey pretty boy”

He managed a whisper like he was fighting the urge to reply. “Hi”.

“ You're as red as a tomato,” I said, trying to distract him from picking the hymns.

Finally, he looked at me, holding eye contact.

God, his eyes were so pretty. The more I stared into his eyes the more I wanted to make his lovely green eyes tear while begging for my cock.

“ I want to kiss you” I blurted out.

He opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but instead, he hurriedly packed the hymns and walked away.

He didn't come back even after the service was over. His walk away was like he had realized something.

My mind strayed away to him throughout the service. He was the only reason I stayed.

Once it was over, we drove back home together.

“Arson” my father called.

I turned back giving him full attention.

“What was that?” he asked.

“What was what?” I replied.

“Don't play dumb with me boy.” his tone was firmer this time.

I leaned my back
Lanjutkan membaca buku ini secara gratis
Pindai kode untuk mengunduh Aplikasi
Bab Terkunci

Bab terbaru

  • IN THE NAME OF SIN    TWENTY THREE

    ARSONSIMONShortly after, we both parted ways. If we were seen together, things could get worse. I waited at the back of the church till service was over. I went straight to my room, ignoring the parishioners. Father cadwell won’t attempt to hit me, not when we have a guest over. I stayed in my room the entire day after the service. The walls were not comforting, Atleast they were mine. There was no father John to taunt me, and there was no one to look at me with that knowing gaze.I curled myself up in my bed, my eyes lingered longer than usual on the Celling till it became blurry. The faint sound of children laughing outside, the faded echoes of footsteps, bells chiming. Each time I closed my eyes, I was there again. standing helplessly, his hands gripping the back of my neck, his breath fanning my cheeks as he whispered. “You were born in sin Simon, but I will cleanse you of that sin.” I turned my face burying it into the pillow, trying to shake of the memory.A soft knock on

  • IN THE NAME OF SIN    TWENTY TWO

    PANIC SIMON The morning sun was harsh, flashing directly into my eyes. I squinted my eyes as I got up. It was Sunday, a day I would have looked forward to, if he weren’t around. The air smelled different since he arrived. The incense smelled the same, and the choir hymns sounded the same, but something was different. It was him. His presence was like incense, curling into every corner of the room, suffocating me even when he wasn’t there. I walked to the mirror, staring at my reflection. I told myself I wouldn’t let this bother me. The boy he had once cornered was the person I had grown to be. Even tho I wasn’t raised with love, I wasn’t going to let his Presence get to me. I repeated it continuously. I hurriedly freshened up and went down for service. Everybody was present including him. My body betrayed me the moment I saw him. I straightened my collar, forcing my trembling hands to be still.“Are you okay?” One of the altar boys whispered. “You look pale” “I am fine.” I forc

  • IN THE NAME OF SIN    TWENTY ONE

    HIDDEN SHADOWS SIMON The air in the rectory was thick. I woke up to the scraping of chairs, and the sisters shouting commands. Maybe something was happening. I freshened up and hurried downstairs to help. The air shifted the moment I walked down. The sisters whispered amongst themselves, wringing their hands and darting their eyes to the heavy doors, which made me know this was more than just a guest. Father Cadwell stood straight, his face tighter than usual. He didn't even acknowledge my presence. I walked away, helping the sisters to sweep the church. I was sweeping the chapel when the heavy door opened, letting in a gush of wind and a voice I dreaded to hear. My heart sank the moment he walked in. “Simon” his voice was deep and smooth. “You’ve grown,” he smirked. The broom slipped out of my hands, and my chest tightened. My heart was beating so violently that I felt the whole cathedral could hear it. I felt bile rising to my throat, and I tried to maintain my usual face.

  • IN THE NAME OF SIN    TWENTY

    THE FIRST PRAYER OF HAPPINESS. SIMON I coudn’’t sleep. Not because of fear, but because every time I closed my eyes I was standing there again, his face so close to my eyes that I could feel his breath. I stared at the ceiling, watching as the burning incense smoke covered the air. For once my thoughts were not heavy. They were not about the parish, or the weight that comes with being the miracle boy, or about Father Cadwell and his whips. But about him. Arson grey. Even his name felt dangerous on my tongue. It echoed like a forbidden hymn, yet it was all I could think about. The way he smiled after I gave in, like I handed him the stars. The way he said I love you, like it was the easiest truth. The way he kissed me! God I almost didn’t want to let go.I smiled so much, that my cheeks ached. I pressed my face into the pillow even though no one could see me. I touched my lips, feeling the tingly sensation from the kiss. The way he kissed me. It wasn’t gentle, it made me feel

  • IN THE NAME OF SIN    NINETEEN

    FORBIDDEN PSALMSARSON The night lost its colour the moment Simon walked back into the rectory. I stood there like an idiot, watching his back fade away. His Scent also faded, except for the ones that clung to my skin. I felt empty. Like he took something away from me, maybe he actually did. I sat under the tree, watching the stars. Maybe he might come back again. But I was wrong. Simon wasn't as reckless as I was. He knew better than anyone to push his luck twice. I turned away, walking back home. God, I was pathetic. For the first time in years, I didn't feel like the Rebellious Arson Grey, the boy who always made headlines in Edavanes’ newspaper. I felt weak. I didn't even know when I admitted that I loved him out loud. But he hadn't said it back. He had kissed me, yes. But he hadn't said it back. Maybe I had ruined it again, maybe I was too hasty. His expression was serious at first, but it softened lightly when I continued. I don’t know what he did, or what he said in h

  • IN THE NAME OF SIN    EIGHTEEN

    A KISS IN THE CHAPEL SIMONI shouldn't have come outside. When I heard the sound at my window, my heart raced. I knew who it was without looking. Only one person would be so reckless as to do that. Only one person could come to find me.I didn’t want to open it. I didn’t know how to face him. I wanted to forget about him and his promises. But somehow, my hands found my coat and my trembling legs took me outside. I stared at him, and he looked at me as though I were a miracle. He closed the space between us, giving me a hug that I didn’t realize I needed. “I shouldn’t be here” my tone was flat. I needed it to be. It was the only shield. If I allow myself one minute of softness, I would break. “You’re avoiding my eyes” he muttered. “ I have to” I responded. “You don’t.” He said. I scoffed. “Do you think I can just walk into your arms anytime without consequences?” I said raising my brows. I looked around to see if anyone was looking.“If he found out, or even suspects this, do

Bab Lainnya
Jelajahi dan baca novel bagus secara gratis
Akses gratis ke berbagai novel bagus di aplikasi GoodNovel. Unduh buku yang kamu suka dan baca di mana saja & kapan saja.
Baca buku gratis di Aplikasi
Pindai kode untuk membaca di Aplikasi
DMCA.com Protection Status