Priest Author Novels & Stories

The congregation remained blissfully unaware. But I wasn’t. He knew that I knew. And now he was drawing the boundary publicly. “A priest,” he continued calmly, “does not belong to himself. His life is not his own. His heart is not his own. He has given it.” A soft murmur of reverence moved through the pews. I felt something twist painfully in my chest. Given. “As have many of you,” he added, widening the net to keep the congregation unaware. “Marriage. Parenthood. Service. Every sacred calling requires sacrifice.”

“Grandpa Braff, this here is the bishop of the Holy See and also the top student of the seminary, Mr. Davis. “Not only is Mr. Davis quite well versed in the Bible, he’s also quite proficient in astrology and exorcism. “He once helped the French royal family’s younger generation change their entire course of destiny when they were supposed to die young! “I believe he’ll be able to solve the Braff family’s problems!” After seeing the reserved-looking woman stepped forward to introduce the person beside her. Eliel froze. “This is Mr. Davis, the bishop of the Holy See and the Divine Prison?” Mr. Davis showed a proud expression. He also did not expect the people from a country with such a long hi

Which I never did when my parents were around,I played with myself a minimum of 3 times a day. Well,I am 21 now, working as a waitress and I had only one problem with going to church. THE FUCKING PRIEST. He is the sexiest priest I had ever seen in our cathedral,hell in the world, he was transferred a month ago,I walked into church,bored and trying not to roll my eyes at everything going on. Until they announced a new priest had joined,my eyes lazily shifted to the altar and boy was I in for a surprise. He stood tall about 6,2”He had black tousled hair,sleepy green eyes,and the most irresistible lips ever,when he smiled a set of white pearly teeth a beautiful smile ,I had never found a priest