Priest: A Love Story Novels & Stories

The book chooses every fifty years five new priestesses girls who from an early age give signs of superior abilities and one of those precisely consists of being able to see an ancestral animal, the whiter the animal the greater the purity of its heart and it is something that the book makes its own. Not wanted for anything to be part of it, I love to be free and I want to be free, during all these years I eh refused to learn the basics of the priestesses, there was a way to hold me as I managed a better way of escape, to places that not even my father has been able to meet, there was no way that I would require, but, seeing that wolf made me understand that, although flee that I am I would

I swear that I love them with all my heart and soul. I watch Terry grew into a beautiful young lady that I have always imagined her to be. A very smart, beautiful, and diligent young lady. . I have never once thought that Terry would be so corrupted this early in her life, and to witness it with the love of my life. God. It felt very painful. I always prayed, half complaining to God, why do these things have to happen to me? Why couldn't my family be just normal and all? . My stomach always churns whenever I think about that day when I saw what my husband did to Terry. When I woke up, the first thing that popped in my mind was always Terry. My thought was filled with her.

My pussy was throbbing so hard it hurt, swollen, soaked, clenching around nothing. I could feel my own slick dripping down my inner thighs. My nipples were still wet from his mouth, sensitive and aching. I looked like exactly what I was: a desperate slut who had almost gotten fucked by her priest on church property. Father Chris smoothed his cassock, ran a hand through his hair, and opened the door like nothing had happened. Father Andrew stepped in, eyebrows raised. “Why were you two taking so long? I just need you to come check the new baptismal font paperwork with me real quick before the evening meeting.”

the priest started. "We are here to give recognition to the worth and beauty of love, and to add our best wishes and blessings to the words which shall unite Viviana Branson and Tristan Hilton in marriage." Viviana's smile grows brighter with every sentence spoken. She didn't take her eyes away from him, who's looking at the priest with no emotions on his face. "Tristan and Viviana, have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage?" "Yes, father!" Viviana answered immediately, while it takes Tristan longer to answer.

“Let’s get it over with.” I stiffen when his hand slips into mine and squeezes. We face the altar. “Dear friends,” the priest begins, “we're gathered here today to celebrate the love of two beautiful souls…” He drones on, and too soon it's time for the vows. My face smiles as I say my vows, my voice breaks with emotions I don't feel, and my hands squeeze Stefan's. I barely hear Stefan’s vows. He looks so happy, so “in love”. Nobody can tell he's acting. That deep down, his hatred for me boils like lava.

After the priest’s first speech, we sang a song before he began saying a prayer. “Eternal God, we pray for ourselves and for Isabella Sanchez. We stand where Earth and Heaven meet, where life is brought to death…” “I tuned out whatever it was that he was going to say next. Everything he said only made one thing clear to me. Our love story was over. <<<>>> A WEEK LATER

I gulped down. He took my hand and waited for sometime...as if he wanted me to relex.....i took a long breath and looked at him...not on his eyes...he looked at the priest.......the priest started.......little by little i was going away from my Dumpy....i loved him...i closed my eyes....the pain...the restlessness..my tears spilt down....the priest told him "You River Romano do you want Sriste Parker as your Lawful wedded wife??"

Ahana pov . As soon as Sid went away, I looked at my sister and asked: "Who is he". She looks at her husband. I don't know why it feels like I need to know who he is. Why is he affecting me so much? I was lost in my questions but one thing I am sure I am in love with this man. I came out of my thoughts when Sameer said: " he is my brother, Sid". "Sid"... I kept recalling his name again and again in my mind

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Him : Amahle Khumalo Me : Hmmm Jordan : Can l trust you with my heart ? This whole thing is new to me , have never felt like this before . Have fallen head over heels in love with you without even intending to , I couldn't forsake the feeling . As a Priest am condemned to do this ,whatever this is but I don't even feel guilty because am willing to break any law for you . I love you Amah and if you break my heart l will lose it since you are my first and am sure last lover as well . Can I trust you with my heart ? That you won't break it ... The forbidden love story is getting more interesting , do you trust Amahle with Mr Priest's heart , that she will keep it safe rather than breaking it .I