Creepy Priest นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I stepped past him and entered the [riest abode. "He- it's not the normal sleep Alpha." He caught up to me. "I think he is away." I found the priest in the living room on the floor in a yoga position, his eyes closed, spiritually away. I closed my eyes in impatience. "What do you need the priest for?" I asked Kendrick flipping my eyes at him. "I- I have been having... nightmares."

The man immediately lowered his head, his growl dying in his throat as he stepped back to stand with the others, silenced by the undisputed authority of his leader. Marek turned back to Rowan, his expression hardening. "I didn't come here to be liked, Zoran. Since you won't believe me regarding the attack then let's forget it and focus on the other matter of urgency. I came here because those things in the woods, those purple-eyed abominations that I have seen a couple of times, don't care about pack or rogue. They are a threat to us all. If you want to keep playing the suspicious priest while your house burns down, be my guest "

I finally get to her and see her hugging an old man very tight with tears in her eyes—I am shocked at what she reveals to me She introduces the man as her father—the one that died during an exorcism. I reluctantly shake his hand to greet him and I get the same vision again, this time clearer. There was someone alone in a place at night, the sky rumbling, mists, the earth, a cross sign and the earth opening—I know I said this is clearer than the first but I still understand nothing. Just when I’m about to find out what the vision means, Haley pulls me to a lonely corner

" You are correct. I won't have you. Not yet. However, it won't be long. He glanced at the door over his shoulder. Go get the priest. Leo's heart pounded in her chest as she realized what was going to happen as she heard heavy footsteps retreat from the room. The wolf priest, the priest, the one with the ability to unite souls in a bond as strong as copper. Someone who doesn't give a damn about her feelings or will. This seemed to him like just another ritual to follow and another agreement to uphold. With her breath caught in her throat Leo muttered, No... This is not taking place, this will never happen"

“Spread your legs nice and wide for me so I can take care of you.” My heart pounds faster as my current predicament hits me, but Priest’s finger slipping over my clit pushes the apprehension away, and I open myself to him. I know I’m being a fucking weakling right now, but if I’m going to die anyway… “Hmm, you can be such a good girl when you let go of your fears, little lamb,” Priest says in that low, raspy voice that sends a shiver up my spine. “That smart mouth made me want to fuck it so many times.”

People screamed as they fled, leaving only our fearless warriors. “Do you want more of your father's warriors to go?” Adrian stepped closer, his voice cold and lethal. I was stunned speechless, my body shaking. How could he not have any regard for the sanctity of human life? Just then, I felt a trembling hand on my arm. My father didn't pull me back; he pulled me *forward*. He nudged me until I was standing face-to-face with my nightmare. The priest started chanting in some ancient, guttural tongue. It sounded like gravel hitting a tin roof. My head was spinning. This was happening so fast. One minute I was cutting a birthday cake, and the next, I was being handed over to a monster.

Even more shocking was the sight of the three priests slumped on the floor, bloody, and a fourth priest, the one she knew from down the block, standing in her living room, looking at her, terrified. “What are you doing in our home?” Caitlin asked. “What happened here?” Caleb asked him. The priest looked shell-shocked, eyes open, mouth agape, as he slowly shook his head. He seemed too stunned to even speak. Caitlin walked through the mess, glass crunching beneath her feet, her eye attracted to a note she saw on the floor. She leaned down, picked it up, and with shaking hands began to read. “Caleb, look at this,” she said quickly.

"And a temple filled with sexy priestesses on top of that," "I've told you already, Jerry, behave yourself. They are not priests or priestesses, they are more like lunatics obsessed with the moon goddess and werewolves. They keep records of everything related to werewolves, especially. They are creepy fools who believe that bearing the child of their "priest" or "saints" is a blessing and an honour." Drix explained angrily. "I swear, they are insane. The priest fucks all the women in there and they find it an honour to be chosen to warm his bed and bear him children,"

He lunged at Wren with a mindless roar before catching himself at the last second, claws inches from his brother throat. Wren cried out, clutching his head. His clear gray eye clouded over again, but this time it was worse. Violent futures flooded him without mercy. He whispered broken prophecies, his voice layered with the Entity ancient hunger. The ground beneath us began to rot, black veins spreading outward from where we stood. The Head Priest voice rang from the edge of the woods, weak but triumphant. Even wounded, he still commanded the remaining priests. They emerged from the trees, chanting in unison, feeding power to the Entity through their corrupted faith.

“I suspect that your old lady’s been possessed. Normally speaking, the Lycan Pill should be able to deal with any problem! “Other than being possessed, there isn’t any other explanation! “But don’t worry! The House of Priests specializes in exorcism. “Take a look! Approach in battle, march in formation!” Paislee made a different gesture as she slammed her palm on the old lady’s heart, looking as if she was instantly planning to crush the evil spirit. “Heh!” The old lady chuckled oddly, then swung her hand furiously. Paislee was slapped in the face. She was sent flying, and blood came right out of her mouth; she couldn’t even muster her strength to get back up as she landed. The people of the