Catholic Novels Novels & Stories

The rosary slipped from her trembling fingers, beads scattering across the marble floor like broken prayers. Each echoing clatter felt like another vow shattering, like another piece of her sanctity crumbling at his feet. "Cassian—" Her voice cracked, breathless, torn between pleading and surrender. The air between them was thick with candle smoke and something darker, something dangerous. In the abandoned corridor of Saint Meridia, where silence was meant to be sacred, his presence made every shadow pulse with sin.

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

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He looked exhausted, and his eyes were sharp despite the fatigue. “Sister Caterina, right?” he said, approaching. “You’ve been here longer than the new priest. Have seen anything unusual?” I hesitated. Trusting outsiders was risky, but so was silence. “People disappear,” I said quietly. “Bodies move, and the bishop… he controls the narrative.” Moretti nodded slowly. “I’m digging into the history of this place. Funding from Vittorio. Old deaths. You are careful who you talk to. Including priests with charming smiles.”

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A beaten and bloodied song of persecution that seemed to be the backbone of her Catholic education. Saint Peter and Saint Paul. Saint Dominic and Saint Francis of Assisi. Saint Thomas Aquinas and Saint Thérèse of Lisieux. These were all tales so familiar and so ingrained that, when pressed, a recitation of the facts of their Holy lives and brutal, often bloody ends came easy and quick. Even the lesser-known tales, like Saint Rose of Lima, she could conjure after a moment’s thought.

One white priestess was crouched down on her knees and for a moment I had to take a moment to focus but then I was brought into the light and saw it was Caroline. Sophia and Clara were on either side of her going to her aide. Then Laura made her way over and Laura gasped. “Caroline you have the High Priestess marking.”

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

I watch as the girls lean in for more, Elena’s smile fading slightly. Chloe asks, “What else?” I give them another nonchalant shrug. “He’s been begging me to fuck him again.” Their eyes widen. Lila gasps, “Scandalous. Are you gonna do something about it?” Sophia’s mouth falls open for the first time; before her face squeezes in disgust. “While he’s married?” Chloe laughs. “You don’t know these men. He’s bold, that’s for sure.” Isabella tilts her head. “That’s risky. Ex or not, he has a wife. I don’t appreciate that at all.”

Another tear rolled down my cheek, joining the others that had soaked into the white scarf. I took another drink from the bottle. The alcohol made my head feel fuzzy, distant from my body. Maybe that was better. Maybe I needed to be distant for what was coming. There was a quote I had read once in one of the forbidden books some girls smuggled into the convent. "Men do not break women. Women break themselves trying to be what men want them to be." Dante Salvatore wanted a virgin. Pure and innocent.