Is The Grand Priest Evil

VEGAS (เวกัส) เวกัส นักศึกษาวิศวะปีสาม หลงใหลในการแข่งรถ สุขุมในคราบเสือร้าย และสามารถทำทุกอย่างเพื่อให้ได้ในสิ่งที่ต้องการ "เธอหมดประโยชน์สำหรับกูแล้ว…ไม่จำเป็นต้องสนใจอีก" NICHA (นิชา) นิชา นักศึกษาสัตวแพทย์ปีหนึ่ง น่ารัก อ่อนหวาน รักสัตว์ ไม่ซับซ้อน และใสซื่อจนตกเป็นเครื่องมือในการแก้แค้นของใครบางคน "เพราะนิเอง…ที่โง่ไปหลงกลคนแบบเขา"

"Isa lang naman ang pangarap ko, ang makatagpo ako ng isang lalaking seseryosohin ako, 'yong handang mahalin at yakapin ang mga kalokohan ko.

"ถ้าเมาก็กลับไปนอน...หยุดทุกอย่างที่กำลังท้าทายฉันไว้แค่นี้ดีกว่า..."

Doctor Morgan was accused of murdering an eight year old girl and subjected for death penalty when found guilty. Angelic Morgan believed her father was innocent and started her investigation about the case. Same patterns of death cases were recorded long years ago and yet all investigations led to presumptions and the brutal killings remained unsolved. Now, she believed that it was not an error of medical practice but an unexplainable phenomenon where demonic manipulation could possibly exists. Contrary to this, a formulated chemical was discovered inside the dead body. Who was the murderer behind? Was it an invention of science? Or a manifestation of evil?

A widow—the main suspect behind her husband's death. To save her company from the consequences of the mistakes she made in the name of love, she has to marry him—a stranger. Finding out that her stranger is her worst enemy in disguise, who knows the secret behind the death of her husband, Gemma must make her choices wisely before they blow up in her face. .... Livian's love for Gemma was something only he knew about and every time he tried to confess to her, he would lose to her childhood sweetheart. Who would have thought that after years of separation, he would come back to a widowed Gemma? So, he weaves a trap and backs her into a dead end. .... "The game has changed, Gem." He traced her face, a charming grin plastered on his face as he eyed her like she was the prey he had finally caught. "Now, I set the rules and you abide by them."

🔥 TRIGGER WARNING: Explicit sexual content ahead. 18+ only. 🔥 “Fuck, this is wrong,” he snarls, sweat dripping from his collar onto my breasts as his thick, veiny cock slams into my soaked pussy, each thrust a wet, filthy slap off the office walls. I clamp down hard, every slick ridge dragging fire through me, and gasp against his stubbled throat, “That’s why it feels so good.” Exiled to a small Italian town after a sex-tape scandal torched her father’s career, Lilith Black was meant to vanish. Instead, she strides into Saint Raphael’s in a white dress and targets the one man she can’t touch. Father Damien Cross is devotion incarnate—until the confessional booth becomes her weapon. She sees the killer beneath the collar and craves him anyway. He knows she’ll ruin him, but the monster inside is already clawing free. When ghosts from his blood-soaked past resurface, Lilith must decide if Damien is worth the inferno. Some temptations are worth burning for. Some sins are too delicious to resist.

La vie était parfaite jusqu'à ce qu'elle rencontre le grand frère de son petit ami. Il existait une loi interdite dans la meute d'Ombre de Nuit selon laquelle, si l'Alpha en chef rejetait sa compagne, il perdrait sa position. La vie de Sophia allait être liée à cette loi. Elle était une Oméga qui sortait avec le frère cadet de l'Alpha en chef. Bryan Morrison, l'Alpha en chef, n'était pas seulement un homme impitoyable, mais aussi un magnat charmant des affaires. Son nom suffisait à faire trembler les autres meutes. On le connaissait comme un homme sans pitié. Et que se passerait-il si, par un coup de destin, le chemin de Sophia venait à croiser le sien ?

“You can play Priest for as long as you like,” he spat, ignoring my protests, “but you will never find salvation.” His words struck like a curse, but that wasn’t the reason my chest heaved, goosebumps littered my skin, and definitely not the reason I felt hot despite the chilling dip from the lake. Ezreal’s eyes widened momentarily, noticing. I winced as his hand shifted, pressing against the stiff betrayal straining against my soaked robes. He stilled for only a second, then a wicked grin overtook his features. “Well, well,” Ezreal drawled, his voice taunting “Look who’s getting excited,” “Stop,” I gasped, squeezing my eyes shut as the humiliation dug deep. “Please….” He leaned forward, his breath hot as his lips ghosted over the shell of my ear. “I will taint you so bad,” he whispered, his hand tightening against my crotch. “So bad you won’t have the courage to stand on the altar you abandoned me for.” ****** At sixteen, Ezreal Vossell took the fall for a murder to protect the only boy he ever loved—Baron Lander, the timid son of the town’s high priest. A known delinquent, the bastard child of the mayor, but the only one who saw him for his true self was Baron. Ezreal made the ultimate sacrifice, and all he wanted in return was Baron’s support. But alas, on the day of the trial, Baron betrayed him, casting him aside to please his father. Ezreal was sentenced to life in prison, his heart shattered beyond repair. Fifteen years later, he was released, but gone was the naive sixteen-year-old. He’s returned as the ruthless leader of a mafia syndicate, and with all the power and wealth at his fingertips, he yearned for one thing alone. Revenge.

Labeled the harbinger of calamity from birth, she was nameless, discarded, and hated by the kingdom. Yet, she moved through life, hoping to awaken her wolf and find her mate. It was her consolation, only to be slapped in the face with the brutal reality shortly after: she was wolfless and rejected by her mate for her twin sister, the darling of the kingdom. She awaited death, the brutal end of every Harbinger of Calamity who couldn't redeem themselves with a wolf or a mate. However, at the last minute, she was forced to take her twin sister's place, and become the bride of the Grand Preceptor/Tutor, an enigma who only left his legend but no face. Rumor said he was the oldest man in the kingdom, barely holding on to his last breath. "He is desperate for an heir," Her father, the Duke said, "Give him a child by all means. Everything he owns must belong to this family. If you can do that, I'll make sure you own land, properties, and titles." "Don't blame us for how we treated you all those years, it's your fault that you were born with a curse. So, don't let this opportunity to redeem yourself go." Her mother. "I could even take you as my concubine if you succeed," her ex-mate, the crown prince. But why is the man who was said to be old and feeble, and dying soon, looking younger and stronger than the crown prince himself? Why is the man who was said to be desperate for an heir telling her, "Put your clothes back on, you're not a vessel for my heir, you're my Luna."? And why does he look at her like she's the air he breathes? "We will make them pay," he kissed her tenderly.

Binili ng isang hot na pari si Natashia sa isang underground auction. He is Jacc Tyrone Jade Volcoviks. And she expects luck worse than death. In the auction, she sees the highest bidder steps forward and bid in just one single blow. His face is hidden with a pig mask. Nang nasa kamay na siya nito at gawing sex-slave sa isang private island nito, unti-unting na-reveal ang lahat. Siya raw ang runaway bride nito? Siya raw ang arranged marriage woman? May amnesia raw si Natashia? At siya raw ang dahilan kung bakit nasaktan si Father Jacc? All of that revealed by Father Jacc. Walang alam si Natashia. Pero bakit unti-untinay naging maliwanag sa kaniya ang lahat, lalo pa't nabasa niya ang isang makapal na journal. “I will never belong to you! You are a priest and a sinner, Father Jacc!” sigaw ko kay Father Jacc. Father Jacc smirks at me. “But you already do, my little angel. You are contracted to marry me. You are my runaway bride. You are signed and sold.” Natashia is forced into a contract marriage with Jacc, before she knew it. Iyon ang nakalimutan niya dahil sa isang amnesia raw? Pero ang alam niya, niloloko lang siya ng mga tao na nasa paligid niya. But she vows to fight him at her very best she can do. “Confess your sin, my angel,” Father Jacc murmurs. But I glare at him. “I’d rather die and burn in hell kaysa umamin!” “Then let’s burn together in hell, my angel,” he replies seductively.