Reluctant Saint Novels & Stories

Her heart started beating faster at the thought of what he would say to her, or worse, what he could do to her. “Saint can be very obstinate at times, hard, maybe even a little cold. Being raised in a family like this one, it can be hard. Saint called me, the night before last, asking me how he could get out of this wedding.” Her heart dropped. Literally dropped. She’d pissed him off so much he’d do anything not to marry her. “Things haven’t really been going well between us.”

I had to be strong - for myself, and for anyone who might come after me. As Saint strides towards me, my heart races, and my feet involuntarily back away. “You’ve been troubling your uncles.” His voice, deep and velvety with a French lilt. At this moment, I feel both vulnerable and defensive. My heart raced as his words struck a nerve, reminding me of the pain and hardships I had endured from these men my entire life. But I refuse to cower before him, no matter our marital status. I will always stand up for myself, no matter the cost. “Why?” Saint demands an explanation.

"Nah-ah, you can't say no. If you say no, it means you're really mad at me and I'll be sad." "Yes!" I forced myself to say and he smiled. "I'll wait for that. Bye! Go home." He said and turned his back on me. How do I say goodbye to Saint? Until I got home, all I could think about was how to tell Saint. Because if I say I'm with someone else, he'll definitely come too. It's not that I don't want to be with him, but it's awkward, isn't it? Saint is really overprotective. I know that her Daddy bought me from her, but maybe this is too much right? I will not be destroyed because of my association with Psalm. He is a nice guy. He is harmless.

Saint assured Gurdeep that he had to go since it was becoming late, and when he didn’t, Gurdeep was waiting to speak with him. The saint responded, "All of the inquiries you have will soon have their answers; all you need to finish is endure peacefully." As Saint turned to go, he gave Gurdeep one final glance and said, "legitimate your past missteps; never judge a book by its cover." Though he was going to question, Gurdeep realized the Saint had already left the premises, so he couldn't comprehend what he referred to. ... While in his room, the saint was engrossed in profound contemplation.

Once she realized I knew, she dropped the act. "Let me explain. Julian has cancer, and this was his dying wish. We've known each other for so many years, and I couldn't just let him die with regrets. You understand that, don't you?" She kept getting more confident and righteous, as if she were doing something noble. I'd be a complete asshole for not understanding. I almost laughed out loud in disbelief. It was the first time I'd heard someone describe cheating as noble and virtuous. I said coldly, "Winona, I never realized you were such a saint. You're willing to offer yourself up just to fulfill someone's wish? So, if any random person asked you to sleep with them, you'd do that too?"

We discovered that a company which state was bad suddenly became popular. The shocking thing their method is looking similar to ours which means one thing. There's a traitor in our midst. I glared down at them and said in low voice" In this life, I hate untrustworthy people. I picked most of you here and made you who you are today but it seems like my good deeds are useless to some of you." "Boss! Why would you say something like that? We'll abide by you no matter what" one of them said. I scoffed"There's a bad egg amongst you and I'm going to say this once. Reveal yourself before I find you cause if I do... "

“Some guy in an over exuberate bathrobe, who has never smelled much less touch a pussy in his life is going to sit on a perch asking us questions and then judge if we are compatible. Nice.” Selena’s head snapped around to look at him. “So you don’t believe in God?” “No. I don’t believe in ridiculousness. Why can’t people realize that God existed before all the priests, deacons, and others who profit off his name?” “That’s not what St. Joseph’s or Father Burch is about,” she said defensively. “I’ve been attending the church since I moved to New York. Great down to earth people go there.”

but thankfully, the red was gone. I took a sigh of relief and straighten my back, wearing that black holy cassock over my shoulder and pure white collar around my neck; a symbol of my chastity from so many years, couldn't remember the exact date though...or year in my case. “ Father, the wolves have arrived"

"Sir?" a voice from the cockpit said. Noah Magellan, rock star and reluctant actor, had been perusing the script for his latest movie. He hated everything about it, but his agent had convinced him to take it on. Noah sighed and he suspected that he would be doing that a lot. The film was a superhero film and Noah didn't consider himself capable of that genre, but they were hot right now so his agent had strong-armed him into signing the contract. Noah suspected it was the giant paycheck that his agent would receive from the movie whether it did well or not.

An angry look crossed his eyes at my reaction to him. “P-please, d-don’t do this. I will take any other purnishment, I-i beg you.” I cried. I really didn’t mind being whipped till I bled into unconsciousness, or being starved for weeks till I could barely stand on my feet. Anything but this. My heart broke when a hard edge crossed his eyes. “Would you rather disobey me?” He gritted and i froze. Nobody dares to disobey the young master and definitely not master Kieran. I shivered at the thoughts of what he might do to me.