Priest Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Can You Keep A Secret (Nathan & Daniel) ⪻⪻⪻ Romance / Mature : 1. Taming The Wild CEO (Completed on GoodNovel) 2. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits / Dark Pretenses ( Clara Summers & Dean ) 3. Taming The Wild Duke ( William & Kate ) 4. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 5. Irresistible Duology: Simply Irresistible ( Autumn & Phraser ) 6. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan )

I spat and walked out of my bedroom. .. .. I walked into the judgement room but no one stood up and Lord Bennett was absent instead in his place was Lord ceaser and he held a knowing smirk. “I might have gone Astray but I still demand my respect, don’t forget am still more powerful than you all” I announced as they stood up in greetings before sitting. “King Damien,it was brought to our notice that you love your pet and have consummated with her because the wind last night wasn’t normal,it happened two centuries back and now again” Lord maclon said as the council heads nodded in agreement.

“Dude, what are you talking about? Isn’t she just going to grad school?” Roman turns to me looking equally confused. “Grad school?” “All the books she brought.” I shake my head, wondering where the disconnect is. Roman looks utterly lost as I continue, “She’s been studying most nights. She won’t go out with us, for one, and every time I come back to the house to check on her, she’s reading from those massive theology texts.” “She’s joining the seminary in Sapphire Ridge,” Roman says. “She’s decided she’s going to be a priestess.”

Not only do I have to sit back and watch as my exhausted mate go to Oberon for training, I need to break the bad news about Felicity to Kahn, close the town, and see to the new blow-ins that arrived overnight. We have officially run out of space, and there’s nowhere I can put the newcomers, unless I use the empty school, our one Christian church, and the brothels. No one’s going to like any of that. Not Joseph, the brothel madams, or the human priest who made this place his home after finding out that he was fated to a werewolf. The priest told me his story in vivid detail. How he tried to ignore the pull of the mate bond because human priests aren’t allowed to take wives for some reason. In

Whispers, faint as the rustle of habits, exchanged in stolen glances. "Did you hear?" Sister Maria leans close during kitchen duty later, her voice a threadbare hush as we scrub pots. She's young, barely twenty, with freckles that dance across her nose like forbidden stars. "A new priest arrived today. From Rome, they say." I pause, my hands submerged in the soapy water, the warmth seeping into my fingers. "From Rome? Why here? We're so remote." She glances toward the door, as if Mother Superior might appear at any moment. "Rumors. Something about... an incident. He was asked to leave his parish." Her eyes widen, a mix of fear and thrill. "They say he's handsome. Too handsome for the clothes

I shouted, loud enough I half-expected the neighbors to hear. Grandma looked between us, lips pressed tight, then sighed. “Where’s all this coming from, Rose? There’s no way that would happen—you know that,” Grandma said, her voice firm but tired, like she was trying to shut down the argument before it caught fire. “It’s true that every priest feels the urge for sex at some point. It’s human nature—the body doesn’t just switch off those desires when they take vows. But for them, those urges become a thing of the past. They’re reborn through their commitment, choosing to channel everything into their service to God. Their promise is to stay faithful to the Church, to never marry, to practice

Now Elara was sitting in front of the entire world reading that same book. A headline appeared across the screen. HOLY NUN REVEALS HER SECRET IDENTITY AS THE AUTHOR OF MYSTERIOUS ROMANCE NOVEL My fingers curled. No. Elara... People watching the live started sending questions. "What inspired this story?" "Are the characters based on real people?" "Why does the female character feel so lonely?"

BEFORE YOU READ Bless me, Father, for I am about to sin. Themes: Forbidden Romance, Priest/Parishioner, Age Gap, Sacrilege. This story explores the fine line between salvation and damnation. If religious themes mixed with explicit erotica make you uncomfortable, this confessional isn't for you. (***) Serena The sound of my heels clicked with a sacrilegious echo in the void of the church. It was late, the sun had already set, and the only lights left burning were the candles casting long, dancing shadows over the ancient wooden pews.

Midnight came with silence. No wind. No warning. Just a still, suffocating quiet over the eastern ridge that felt wrong in a way neither of them trusted. The chapel ruins stood ahead again—darker now, emptier, like whatever life had once touched it had been stripped away completely. “This is too clean,” Nyra muttered. Sebastian didn’t respond. He was already scanning—angles, shadows, distance. Calculating. Always calculating. But tonight, something underneath that precision felt… off.

"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!"