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I felt very naked. Not actually for the fact that I had felt like a hypocrite while saying the homily, but because Collins was there, listening to me preach what I never practiced. But all the same, I couldn't help it. Just because I was involved in perpetual sin didn't mean that I shouldn't condemn it, it didn't mean that I should come up to the congregation and tell them that having premarital sex was good, that a priest fucking an altar boy was good. No, it never meant any of that, but I still felt naked because I knew that I would probably be sounding so stupid to Collins. Hearing me preach those words after hearing me moan in sexual pleasure multiple times would definitely be something

I felt like it was my torture hour because everything was always so proper and I hated having my fellow priestess wait on me during dinner. I entered the dining room with its proper chairs and furniture that looked like it should be in a doll house rather than used by real people. I stood waiting for the priestess to enter and bowed my head. I was grateful she at least allow me to wear my school clothes now instead of trying to go change and put on a ridiculous dress for dinner. She entered with her practically white hair down practically to her ankles and her crystal blue eyes. All of her body movements were that of dance practice and all the other priestesses ate it up. I did my best not t

“Sneaking.” “More like blending with the shadows. I read something interesting yesterday; do you want to hear it?” he nodded, expecting. Fredden lounged on the sofa, his arms on the backrest casually resting there. “We talked about the world shadows, right? The thing you said about the world has a shadow… I know you were joking but you hit the nail on the head. There was someone who wrote a big book about his theory and it was a priest. Do you remember that priest who got executed for trying to save the redcursed? I got a book from him from the black market. It stated that the world indeed has a shadow. The difference between both sides is that the roles are reversed. The shadows walked with

Handmade figures of saints that were regarded as gods even though they are not. “Padre, please pray for me and pray for my sins,” It was Pietro who spoke, holding a signed bank check on his hand. The priest nodded his head so eagerly that it reminded me of the animal figurines in the taxi with a bobbing head. “Of course, of course, I never stopped praying for you.” Before Pietro could give the check to him, his hand is already reaching towards it. “The church is thankful for the donation.” I gritted my teeth, even the priests had turned corrupted because of the mafias.

The kind that could make any woman feel something sinful stir deep inside her. But the man speaking wasn’t a mafia boss. He was hot, tall—yes. But he was also a priest. A fucking hot priest. One I lusted for. Obsessed over. The one who made me touch myself at night, desperate and aching in ways I never thought I could. Enzo Romano. A walking sin wrapped in holiness. Long black hair he tied back into a ponytail, piercing gray eyes that looked right into your soul, and features so divine they made you believe God really did have favorites.

The priest put up a hand to defend himself, and felt agonizing pain as the knife sank through his palm and came out the other side. “Ahh! Help! I’ve got a mad girl in my…!” the priest screamed, falling over backwards with Annabel on top of him. They crashed to the cool marble floor of the office, and his blood began to spread over it. It seemed to be coming from everywhere, this crimson source of life.

Then, before I could stop myself, I opened G****e and typed: “How to make a priest fall for you.” For a second, I just stared at the screen, horrified by my own audacity. Then I pressed search. The results loaded almost instantly… and I swear, they were both ridiculous and terrifying. “Forbidden Love: 10 Signs Your Priest Might Secretly Be Into You.” “Seduction and Sin: Why Priests Fall for Women Like You.” “How to Make a Man of God Break His Vows (Caution: For Educational Purposes Only).”

“you must be really nosy or is that a qualification that was needed for your ordination. Huh?” He smirked while tilting his head and looking askance through the ends of the book aisle . She was indeed funny and sassy too but two can play that game. “Oh yes! If I am not nosy enough, I would be incapable of winning souls for Christ. The less nosy the priest is, the less his wins for the kingdom. Now how about the lady that intended to learn how to stand up to bullies from Joel’s book”. Making a cheshire cat grin as he is pleased with his come back.

or her, considering Cynth hadn't mentioned the name. "Yes," Soartin answered. He took his eyes from the game and, when he caught the look on Sethlzaar's face, he added, "All the books deemed apocryphal were written by priests, so I'm guessing at some point in time the seminary realized the church wasn't taking the work of its priests seriously so they stopped presenting them with works that touched on topics addressed in the scriptures. The church probably demanded they continue to present them seeing as it was a part of some arrangement but the seminary claimed there were no such books."

I wondered what the fuck her mind would be doing right now if she knew what I was doing. My brain halted in its tracks as I took in the well-dress black suit presence of Critsy walking in with two guards by his side in matching suits. His long red hair that went just passed his ears had to be taking all of the other guests by surprise but still there he stood. We made eye contact and I waited for him to look away in anger as he’d been for so long knowing I’d killed his companions but instead today he gave me a nod and smile then shook his head like he couldn’t believe it himself. My entire body exploded into goosebumps and I knew, the Crimson Priestess had struck again. This was why he was h