Manhwa Priest Novels & Stories

The middle-aged man's arm was sore from being pulled by her. Water Dragon also noticed this, subconsciously looking at the evil-warding coin the other person was holding, only to realize that this little priest could perform magic without even chanting a spell! Can this... can an ordinary pastor do this? The last time it saw this kind of person was when it was sealed! The Water Dragon panicked and met Carl's eyes, seeing a warning in his gaze. It didn't dare to be curious about the identity of the young priest anymore. This time the person who offered it really hit the jackpot.

The man was still silent, ignoring the words of the chief priest and focused on his search for the woman and her child. "I will not repeat myself again because it seems you derive pleasure in mocking the gods that created you," the chief priest stopped talking and told his female servant to get his most potent charm, the one made from the heart of a pregnant hen. After receiving his charm from his female servant, he stared at the man at the center of the circle and frowned. "Do you know what this is?" The chief priest asked. The man did not answer.

“You have no choice, Priestess.” I wriggled as much as I could. These soldiers were no match for me. Sofia doesn’t intimidate me too. I am half-fae, half-wolf. I am the High Priestess of Ehnrelil. I have more than enough power to fuck these people up. I just need a few seconds to distract them. “May I cut in, Priestess?” Suddenly, Hale’s face popped near mine. He had the most smug smile I had seen from him.

The priest was happy to see two beautiful young girls as his next target. Vaidehi already discusses Arohi's case with him on phone, so he knows how to handle this situation .He is well experienced in fooling naive women. The priest was still in this misconception that women are always the submissive type of people and it's easy to scare them and make fools of them. A complete soft target for him. But today the matter is different as he doesn't know he was sitting in front of a tigress A trained kickboxing champion, a black belt in karate.

"I don’t want this future for you, darling. Please, leave the past in the past," my mom pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. "Mom, this is about me. I deserve to know," I argued, my chest tightening. She sighed, looking away as if trying to find an escape. "A High Priestess is a mystical, spiritual leader with unique abilities tied to the Moon Goddess. She is responsible for guiding, protecting, and balancing the energy within the werewolf pack. Unlike an Alpha, whose strength comes from physical power and leadership, a High Priestess wields spiritual and elemental power, often through rituals, visions, and…" She hesitated, swallowing hard.

I'd come for him. Father Damien Cross, the mysterious priest everyone talked about but nobody really knew, the man with the dark past and strong hands who'd supposedly done unspeakable things before finding God. I wanted to see if the rumors were true, wanted to know what kind of man could make married women blush just by saying mass.

I just can’t stand the thought that she let that asshole touch her. The day is a bit dark and dreary due to the rain. Thankfully, it doesn’t take me long to get to Priest’s garage. Priest is a former Confradia Assassin who suffered an accident during a routine mission a few years ago. Unfortunately, he lost most of his eyesight, and due to his disability, he was forced to semi-retire. It wasn’t until a year ago the Confradia offered him the opportunity to regain his eyesight. The Confradia scientists came up with an experimental military procedure that would repair the damage in his eyes. Priest agreed, went under the knife, and the surgery was successful. According to Hunter, he now has cyb

A man with an orange goatee and a brown fedora boomed behind the marble countertop of the bar and I felt the muscles in my face relax, thinking how Darlene used to be able to do that for me. Say something dumb or some stupid joke to make me smile, when all I wanted to do was curl up somewhere and expire. “We’ve got much to discuss my friend,” Priest said as I settled into the leather stool behind me, slamming the waiting drink home and ignoring the fond sparkle in his eyes as he leaned in to look up at me. Priest was one of the elites in the mafia ring, a man equal shades friendly as he was deadly. A friend. A good friend. “Need a smoke?” Priest chipped, holding out the gold metal of a light

His gaze were fixated on me as he spoke and then his lips parted again to speak. "I'd willingly go on my knees to eat a woman out." My face reddened and then scrunched up with disgust and anger. Of course, he was a very sexual person, beasts like him always were but even then, he should know the vow didn't mean it in that manner and he should also know better than to make sexual statements before a priestess. But he didn't care. Obviously, he just didn't care about anything. Ignoring his words, I picked the crown up with trembling fingers and a thumping heart, with the voice in my head continuously screaming that this... This was all wrong and that I had to stop it somehow.

Not only do I have to sit back and watch as my exhausted mate go to Oberon for training, I need to break the bad news about Felicity to Kahn, close the town, and see to the new blow-ins that arrived overnight. We have officially run out of space, and there’s nowhere I can put the newcomers, unless I use the empty school, our one Christian church, and the brothels. No one’s going to like any of that. Not Joseph, the brothel madams, or the human priest who made this place his home after finding out that he was fated to a werewolf. The priest told me his story in vivid detail. How he tried to ignore the pull of the mate bond because human priests aren’t allowed to take wives for some reason. In