Exo Vaticanus Novels & Stories

Carter held Vivien gently, his heart aching at her distress. "You're lying. If you truly loved me, why didn't you believe me? I didn't do it. I didn't push Mom into the water," Vivien's sorrowful cries filled the air. "I was wrong. I'm sorry. I should never have doubted you!" Carter's voice was sincere as he admitted his error. Carter then turned to Benedict and ordered, "Burn those verification results!" "Yes, Sir," Benedict acknowledged before leaving with the document in hand. Witnessing this, Vivien felt a measure of relief wash over her.

the priest stammered, "...This is not a holy union. You are forcing her..." Adrian stepped closer to the old man with a lethal expression on his face. "Do you want to live to see tomorrow's sunrise, or do you want to find out how deep the cliff is in this garden?" Adrian asked, in a low voice, but the threat was sharper than any blade. The priest gasped in shock. "Recite the vows. Now." The priest looked at me with a silent apology in his eyes, before he opened the book with shaking hands. "We are gathered here today..."

I lick him clean while he’s still twitching, then stand, press my cum-slick body against his, and whisper against his lips: “Sweet dreams, Mr. Voss.“ The doors open to his private foyer. I step out past him, leaving wet footprints he’ll never explain, and disappear into the penthouse shadows. He’s left standing in the elevator, shirt destroyed, cock out, covered in invisible evidence, staring at nothing while the doors close again. And tomorrow night, even God might not remain untouched. The cathedral is almost empty. Only a few scattered penitents, heads bowed, rosaries clicking softly. Moonlight spills through the stained-glass rose window, painting the marble floor in blood-red and sapphi

Seraphina slowly looked up. “You joined the Black Council.” “No.” “I infiltrated it.” Her breathing caught. “They’ve believed I belonged to them…” “…for twenty-three years.” ⸻ At the De Luca Estate… Lorenzo hurried into the hidden library holding a freshly decrypted file. “Boss.” “We finally traced the broadcast.” Alessio looked up. “Where?” “The signal wasn’t transmitted from Switzerland.” Silence. “It originated…” “…inside Vatican City.” Matteo blinked. “What?”

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

2 million to a fake island company called “Relic Fix” Girls’ names—17 sure, ages 19–24, all “helped” quiet with threats, cash, or worse. Luca’s voice on repeat, caught in a Boston confession box: “They wanted it. They begged. God forgives the flesh that repents.” The Vatican spoke by 06:00: “Father Luca Valenti kicked out now. We help the police.” Said by a high church man whose name was on my drive. I didn’t sleep.

She gave me her sweetest smile before turning her attention to Vincent. “So you're the poor man given to this beast.” Vincent smiled awkwardly. “I guess so. The name's Vincent.” Vivienne extended her hand. “Vivienne. Business partner of Luciano and, unfortunately for him, his friend.” Vincent took her hand, his brows lifting. “Friend?” “Nice soirée you're hosting this time. Better than the last,” I said, poking at her. “Don't even dare.” She grabbed a drink from one of the passing waiters and downed it. “I don't want to remember that event.”

She was breathless at its magnitude. “We’ll have to land at the main entrance,” Caleb said. “The Vatican is heavily guarded by our kind. There’s no way in or out without permission. It’s the oldest and most powerful vampire coven there is. No one has ever tried to attack them, not even Kyle’s people, and no one probably ever will. They stand guard over vampire relics and secrets unlike any the world has ever known.

The music started but with a different song. (Music) Who'd have thought this is how the pieces fit You and I shouldn't even try making sense of it I forgot how we ever came this far I believe we had reasons, but I don't know what they are Some blame it on my heart, oh Love moves in mysterious ways It's always so surprising When love appears over the horizon I'll love you for the rest of my days Then another spotlight opened. This time it's focused on me. Gavin then went to me.