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"I hope I'm not bothering you." Isabella responded, "Not at all," as she stood up to welcome him. "Do you want some tea?" The priest said, "Thank you, that would be lovely." Father Alejandro and Xander sat in the living room while Isabella went to the kitchen. He handed him a tiny book that he had taken out of his knapsack. He said, "This is for your kids." "A present. It is a compilation of blessings and prayers for their future. Xander's face softened as he took the book. "I'm grateful. That's really considerate of you.

In-person! I have studied Octavius Bishop's life religiously over the past few weeks. It seemed like once I began, I couldn't stop. I wanted to learn everything about him, and I have. Every scrap of material available I have read it. I have learned that he is one of the best leaders in wolf history. I have learned his mother is the new Werewolf Goddess. I have learned that he is a very private person who only has a few friends. I have also learned I am in love with someone I have never met. And the only other person who knows is my cat...Floki. He has heard me profess myself to Octavius numerous times. Poor Floki.

The priest just stayed still when a brood of vampires came to attend the wedding even it's almost over. ------- I'm Diana Scott, a simple college student who got married to cambion. Now, I believed that demons, vampires, werewolves, and witches exist in this world of a mortal like me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I heard the new Priest was a cultist in University. A brutal, wicked one." The eyes of the remaining nuns opened, including Estelle. "We're in prayers time, Nuns. We can't get distracted by gossips." Another nun—Grace, replied. Grace is the most religious here. "But this concerns the Church!" The gossiper said adamantly. "How can a former cultist become a Priest just because he went to seminary school? He's not worthy of—" "Shut up!" Estelle snapped. "He's already Father Tobias. If you think he doesn't deserve to be a Priest, then ascend to heaven and report to God!"

Stacey turned her gaze back to the front, her brows knitted into a frown with the unsettling thought down her stomach. “Let’s head to her place together,” she said and walked out of the room, leaving the priestess to follow her. ********************* NOTE: hello, this is the author. Thank you all for reading this book up to this stage. I really appreciate it. The book would be coming to an end soon and I’ll be taking a break because of school and also to plan the next one. During my break, you can get the READOMO APP on AppStore or play store, check out ‘the alpha’s secret babies’ by Hiqmat. And you can please support there too. Thank you so much.

Kloss has known the priest for more than half of his life, and somehow he says the same words anytime they enter the basement “Books are a doorway to another world…but it's not always about the world of fairy-tales, sometimes it takes one to his dark pasts, sometimes it shows one his awful future….you can never tell with this brown pages” He said touching the hem of his books with happiness in his eyes. Kloss came to a conclusion that he wanted to be a priest, to have access to this world of brown pages. They were his soulmate. “I was shocked when you walked in here a few days ago telling me about your marriage”

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Orphanage Home: 213 Lukward Street, Los Angeles. She was shocked and didn’t put it into consideration until she saw another familiar writing on the paper. The old priest stated: “Fred and I. May the Heavenly Father forgive us.” Her eyes widened, confusion hit her hard. “Why would the old priest demand forgiveness from the Lord for him and Fred”? “What’s going on?” she gasped. The room became thick, each walls held secrets of decades. Tension grew. As Secrets are about to be unveiled.

" After informing him about the vision and leaving out the suicide aspect, I yelled the words out loud to this Priest. Fortunately, I had paid him a visit before his next service began. “What?” I told him I was astonished by his pleased expression. "I'm sorry, but the verse you just yelled is one of my favorite Bible scriptures, Matthew 11:28, as said by our Savior." With that wide grin on his face, the Priest answered to me. His response made me grumble a bit as I realized that my instinct had been correct in assuming those lines were from a Christian bible scripture. "However, why did he approach me and say that?" I then claimed I was going to question the Priest, but I believe I already k

She added, "If you could, go far away from them. Don't reply too, no matter what happen... And try different attending masses in different churches until you find one that sprinkle authentic holy water." "Miss Lucy... I've long tried that, and it didn't work." He reminded after a low grunt. She helplessly shook her head. "... Sadly, the old priest I recommended you last time has already died." In the end, Nathan parted with the editor. He couldn’t tell her what was different with the one who talked to her this very early morning When he returned to his apartment, a slightly disturbing realization came to him. The book was still in his living room. Its position did not change, staying where L