Priest: A Love Story Novels & Stories

"It took me so long, so damn long to realise, but you're the only one I've ever loved. Back then, I thought you were too young and didn't think about us seriously. I fucked everything up, I know." "You're shameless." Amanda took a step towards him, eyes narrowed. "You're right. I was young. If you'd come back to me then with your pathetic excuses, I probably would have given you another chance. But wake up, Keith. I'm no longer interested in you. And you, doing this, when you're married to my sister? I would never stoop so low. Right now, I'm up to my neck in shit that your wife is creating at my company. I don't need more shit from your corner too. Rebecca still doesn't know about our histo

Rachel Solis was a nurse who used to pursue Xavier obsessively. Years ago, I had miscarried our first child when I caught Xavier cheating on me with her. Back then, he'd knelt before me and sworn that he never stopped loving me. "I'm her first love. She loves me too much," Xavier explained lightly. "I can't let her down like that. The surrounding colleagues chuckled. "Besides, being with Sheila just feels like a task to tick off my to-do list lately. She wants a child too badly. That makes me feel like a tool."

Counseling wasn't my thing, so I poured it all into this book instead. This story is a mix of real-life vibes and make-believe, exploring all kinds of love—whether it’s the love for a parent, a sibling, a friend, or even the complicated, sometimes obsessive kind. What I've realized is that no type of love is superior; they all just... are. And while love can push us to do crazy things, it's not a free pass to mess up and just expect forgiveness. That kind of forgiveness, the kind that really matters, comes from a higher place. I hope my book helps you sort out your own feelings, find some peace, or maybe even close a chapter that's been open too long. Thanks for diving into this journey with

The priest continues. The entire church is quiet and everyone is listening keenly to the priest speak. My palms are getting sweaty and I look up at Mitch. He looks comfortable, and dare I say, even confident. “This outward celebration we shall see and hear is an expression of the inner love and devotion they have in their hearts,” The Priest’s voice booms loudly in the church. Love? Devotion? I think I am going to puke. It seems like everyone else is enjoying the priest’s speech, they are all smiling and adoringly staring at us.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” His lips curved faintly. “Depends if you faint before or after you say ‘I do.’” I wanted to bite him. I wanted to kill him slowly and watched him die at my mercy. The priest started talking….something about holy unions, sacred vows, and love being patient. I almost laugh because he was in a delusion that we loved each other My mind drifted to my dad and his stupid smirk when he said, “Bring Blackthorne to his knees.” This was it.

For a few minutes no one stood up. "If no one objects, I can continue," said the Priest. The two of us just stood in front of the Priest while waiting for him to say something. “Mr. Eliot Hunter Hamilton, Say after me ”The Priest said So he just nodded. “I, Eliot hunter Hamilton take you Iris Lou Clifford to be my spouse. I guarantee to be genuine to you in great times and in terrible, in ailment and in wellbeing. I will adore you and respect you all the days of my life.” Priest said.

I fire back at him. "Oh but you did and you gave it to that lover boy of yours." I cringed before I scoffed at his words. I hate the douche whom I used to call lover. Fuck him, because of him I had spent 10 fucking years of my life in that prison. I wasted my life because of some sick love I believe in. "And I don't remember ever giving him anything" I defensively told him. "Bulls shit! You know you did on your stupid act of love. Now you're going to get it back" he furiously said and I furrow my brow.

God, I kept reminding myself that I’d fallen for this girl, and there was no escaping it. No amount of Hail Marys would drag me back to the path, no whispered confessions in the booth would empty this love swelling in my chest. Even God couldn’t fix me now. I’d broken too many rules—falling in love as a priest? With the lamb I should be shepherding toward God’s love, not pulling into my own shadows? It was heresy, pure and simple.

The hymn died down, the choir of voices mellowed, and the priest's booming timbre washed over the room. "In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of Princess Ayesha Hansley and Dimitri Adams. As Ayesha listened, she reached subtly for Dimitri, and he blanketed her hand with his. "We rejoice with them in their love, and support their decision to commit themselves to one another." Ayesha looked to Dimitri again, and he did the same. They shared a smile before facing the priest, their fingers still drawing warmth from one another.

Nakipagkamay siya sa groom-to-be na si Raven. “Congratulations,” pagbati niya pagbungad niya sa ikakasal. Niyakap naman siya ni Jamie. Sa una ay hindi siya yumakap pero nang marinig na parang humikbi si Jamie ay gumanti siya ng yakap dito. Ito ang kanyang one last hug bilang paalam sa kanyang first love at katapusan sa kanyang unrequitted love. Kasabay ng pagkawala niya sa yakap ni Jamie ay ang pamamaalam niya sa natitirang pag-asa niya rito.