I Became The Pope Now What Novels & Stories

"The Lord said, I have given you authority to tread upon serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall hurt you, listen to me demon of Lucifer, if thy agent has possessed this child of God I command thee be cast out." He prayed to place the holy cross on the girl's forehead and to everyone's surprise, the little girl suddenly jolted up unleashing a bone-chilling clamor which immediately sent the pope flying a few meters away and both parents covering their ears from its loud deafening frequency, crashing forcefully against the wall the back of the Pope's skull was smashed and crushed with its forceful impact killing the middle-aged man immediately.

A man said, brandishing his pocket knife. “3…” Momo stuttered, his bones crackling and moving as I held him in my hand. “What’s happening?” I stammered, my hand trembling as Momo jumped out of my hand. Pope Timothy suddenly took to his heels, leaving the men who had believed in him to fend for themselves. They ran after him, following him like they had always done after the day’s service. “Blood!” Kate and Anderson chorused as they watched the men scramble in order to meet the Pope.

the pope said. After exchanging the rings, the pope continued," I hereby declare Mr Brendon Devero and Mrs Eva del Rio as husband and wife. Both kiss each other and accept this holy bonding of lifetime." Brendon leans forward, removes my veil and kisses me. " Finally you are now mine offically. I love you babydoll."

Di Berardino took a quick look around the house before sitting down on one of the furniture in the living room. “Well?” Hansen asked, sitting down across from him. Karen headed for the kitchen. “Dr. Hansen, my name is Giancarlo Di Berardino, I was hired by Pope Benito I to find you and bring you a message from him.” “The Pope?” Julius was puzzled. “I thought that with the death of the previous Pope the Vatican’s interest in us had ended.”

He turned and ran. The Pope would absolutely hate him for this, but if he stayed, he was as good as dead. For a supreme like the Pope, Gideon wouldn't stand a chance if the Pope was determined to kill him, especially with Yohan holding off Chase. An outraged roar shook the sky. The Pope exploded from the deep crater, his body filthy and disheveled. It was a humiliating sight. This was an absolute disgrace for someone of his status. "Chase! You're courting death! But before that, I need to deal with that wretched little pest first!" The Pope's gaze locked onto Gideon.

Yang Xiao asked tentatively. "Not only is it very big, but it is also very big. In fact, many big movements in Europe over the years have been carried out under his tacit approval or initiative." Sharly said with a smile, "As for my brother, Sharly James, who is called the Son of God, is the next Pope appointed by the Holy Emperor!" The next Pope?

He chuckled loudly. “Is that how you greet a brother?”Lucan asked sarcastically. “I was hoping we could celebrate.” “Celebrate what?”I asked, irritated. “Your downfall.” I froze. “Watch your mouth.” I replied. “Oh, come on now,” Lucan replied smoothly. “The tabloids adore you these days. The cheating CEO or let's say…The heartbreaker.” “I didn’t cheat.” “Of course not,” he said mockingly. “And I’m the Pope.”

The Pope was not at all what he expected. Although he had the external look and aura of a Pope, his insides were as dark as coal. “Is this the boy?”, he asked in an authoritative voice. “Yes, he is”, Don Vito replied, pride gleaming in his eyes. “Why is he wounded?”, the Pope asked. “He is to be the Don, how else can he learn without training?”, Don Vito asked looking around. The other family leaders nodded in agreement.

“Your dad hit you?” “Yeah.” She shrugged. “It was a long time ago. Pope got me out when I was eighteen. Me and him have been together forever.” Pope, her man. He had dropped her off four hours earlier, and though he hadn’t come in, I had seen their passionate embrace curbside. And he definitely didn’t look like any pope I had ever seen. “He seems like a nice...man,” I added lamely. “Oh, he's a devil, but he's mine you know? “

“But that’s what she is. His property. Remember that, mechanic.” That night, lying in his small servant’s quarters adjacent to the garage, Pope didn’t sleep. He stared at the ceiling, the images of the evening burning behind his eyes. The debt, the shop, his old life, it all seemed like a distant dream. There was only this now: the searing need for Alessia, and a hatred for Viktor Moretti that had crystallized into something hard and deadly. He wasn’t just an accomplice anymore. He was a man with a cause.