Preacher Graphic Novels & Stories

Even my stepmother, the woman who raised me for nine years is nowhere to be found. “Happy now?” My voice breaks. His eyes zero in on me. He hands his gun to someone. Then he takes a step forward. I flinch. “What are you doing?” “Come on. I don’t bite.” “But you kill, steal, and destroy!” I yell. He stops. “Now, little preacher. Don’t you read your Bible correctly? That will be the devil, right?” “You are just like him!” “Hmm…” His smile returns. “I see your father told you all about me.”

a lot in sin, and that you want to lay all your cares at his feet, then you have made the right decision, my brother or sister. The blood that was shed at Calvary, that unstained blood, is still warm and fresh. Come to him! Turn to him! Turn! Turn! Give him your life… ." Before he could finish speaking, the whole congregation was on their knees, both adults and children, praying and crying out so loudly that he had to stop and pray too. Osayo, on the compromise, remained seated as he had been before. The words remained turgid in his mind. It seemed he had not understood anything. Where was that son then that they should give him their lives? What authority did he have to demand for people’s

“Let me be your fucktoy today. Let me worship this dick like the depraved sinner I am.” “Are you sure this is right?” I questioned him though my cock had awoken just waiting to be tended to. He looked away with a smile. “I've lived for my family for years. Depriving my body of what it truly craves. Is that right? Well…… ... .I want to make it right with my cock. Preacher or not.” The power rush hit me like a drug. This respected preacher — this married man with children — was on his knees begging for my cock.

He was about to speak, but I cut him off before he can even open his mouth. “People! Are you really believing every word he says? Money can’t buy you a good spot in heaven! A good deed does! He’s clearly using your faith for his own wealth! God doesn’t want you to spend your money like that! If you really want a place in heaven, then spend it on something that will help you and your neighbor!” The preacher looked irritated and was glaring daggers at me. People around me started going after the preacher, then praising me. And they lived happily ever after.

Still some time earlier... Cracker’s POV “Tell me what you got!” Prez growled, walking into the Church with a very sated-looking Grace behind him. I swear, since getting together with Prez, the girl was practically glowing and becoming so much like her old self again. I sometimes wanted to kiss Prez’s feet for returning my friend to me. But for now, we had a war to fight... “Do you want the bad, the ugly, or the terrible news first?” Bunny sighed, accepting with gratitude the cup of coffee I handed him. He was tired. We all were, but this was important.