The Red Priest Novels & Stories

Mahigpit ang hawak niya sa baso ng alak, as if he's trying to crush the glass itself, habang nakatuon ang atensyon sa bawat indak at hipo ko sa pole. He has a stubborn jaw, eyes that are somehow both piercing and empty, and a drop-dead gorgeous, muscular body. Bumabakat ang muscles niya sa suot niyang polo, at naisip ko, this guy literally looks like he was chiseled from stone. Sa totoo lang, I'm more than surprised. Nag-scroll ako sa guest list kanina, at nakita ko, he's a priest. A priest! From a different country, and he’s paying ten million para solo ako? My kind of sinner.

Pagbaba ko sa tapat ng simbahan ay saka namang pagbaba rin ni Padre Tiago sa kanyang owner, mukhang kararating lang din. "Father, magandang hapon po," bati ni Bernard sa kanya. Ngumiti lang ang padre na ngayon ay nakasuot ng robe na itin na mayroong puti sa kwelyo. Suot niya rin ang kulay silver na kwintas na mayroong malaking krus na pendant at saka tumayo ng matuwid sa harapan ni Bernard. "Mukhang napapadalas ang pagsasama ninyong dalawa nitong si Angelo, bata." Inakbayan ako ni father at dama ko ang mabigat niyang kamay sa aking balikat.

Ashton just tapped my shoulder before walk away to go upstairs. I was about to dial Cole's number when I heard something commotion. "No! I don't want your apology! I want you to come with me to my condo unit now and warm my bed!" Halos magdikit ang mga kilay ko sa narinig. I know that old man, he is a politician somewhere I don't know where exactly. Basta nakita ko lang ang mukha n'yan isang beses sa balita dahil may kinakaharap itong kaso ngayon. If my memory is correct, it's about a rape case, I guess.

Pinagdikit ni Gerald ang kanyang mga palad nang makita niyang tumawa ng malakas ang leading priest, “You flatter me, sir. Naniniwala ako na ang iyong pagdating dito ngayon ay hindi lamang para sa kadahilanang batiin ako, tama ba?" “Hahaha! Medyo prangka ka, Mr. Crawford! Pero tama ka! Nandito ako ng personal na may mahalagang misyon mula sa Ringmasters of Obliteration!" sagot ng leading priest na piniling huwag nang magpatalo. Nagkaroon ng magandang impression si Gerald sa matanda nang makita niya ang malinaw na mga mata nito. Dahil doon, hindi naging problema sa kanya na imbitahan ang matanda sa cabin.

“Ang ibig ko namang sabihin is sana makahanap ako ng isang katulad ni Red. You know, like a prince charming.” Napangiti na lamang ako. They still really don’t know who Red is. He may look like a cold but handsome knight-in-shining-clad-armor, but he’s too far from what they have expected him to be. He’s the boss of a syndicate organization and a CEO at the same time. It’s like he came out of a book. He’s kind, he’s handsome, he’s generous, he’s gentle, he’s handsome—Ay nasabi ko na pala iyon. But yeah, everything is on him.

Humakbang siya palapit sa pinto kung saan ito nakatayo, at sinadya niyang bitawan ang tuwalya, bumagsak iyon sa sahig. Hindi nito sinundan ng tingin o pinag-aksayahang sulyapan man lang ang tuwalya sa sahig. "What are you doing?" maanghang nitong tanong habang nakatitig ng diretso sa mga mata niya. "I'm just curious how will a priest like you, who has a nude painting of a woman in his room, would react if he saw a naked body of a sexy lady like me right before his eyes," kaswal lang ang tonong sabi niya habang nanunukso ang mga matang nakatitig dito.

Wala na pong mangangahas na kalaban ang inang bayan ng region nine. "Okay! Masusunod ang iyong utos amang bayan. In the name of the father to the son and of the holy spirit,"priest said. "Amen!" Priest: Richmond Axel at Sanjela, maaari lamang na sagutin ninyo ang aking mga katanungan ng may buong katapatan. Priest: Sanjela, ikaw ba ay naparito nang may kusang loob na ipangako ang iyong sarili sa pag-ibig at pagsisilbi sa iyong asawa?

sabi ko nang walang pakundangan habang nakatingin ng diritso sa kanya. I can see the anger in his eyes yet he still manages to smile at Raine. “Hi. I’m Raine. Raine Connery,” pagpapakilala ni Raine sabay abot nang kanyang kamay kay Claud. “It’s Claude Mariano,” sagot naman nang isa sabay kuha nang kamay ni Raine at hinalikan mismo sa harap ko. Argh! The nerve!

What does it mean when the guardians of eternal life become architects of mass death? I reached the altar. Dust shrouded the covered statues, but the central crucifix remained defiantly visible. I approached the fallen priest and glanced beside him. Three industrial-sized bleach bottles gleamed dully. I knelt, my gloves sinking into grime-covered marble. Was this really the answer to end our suffering? I was about to stand when the priest’s fingers twitched. My own pulse hammered as I checked his neck. Fast. Too fast. I looked toward Caite, who was scanning corpses. I gestured her over. Her expression shifted—eyes widening, lips parting in silent warning. My stomach clenched. Slowly, I turne

I confirmed, my voice steady, my heart full. Ezekiel stood tall, his hands clasped before him, his gaze never leaving mine. Sa mga sandaling ito, ang pagiging "Reaper" niya ay wala na—ang naroon lang ay ang lalaking nakilala ko sa loob ng penthouse, ang lalaking nagluluto ng omelet para sa akin, at ang lalaking alam ang bawat lihim ko. The priest began in a deep, solemn voice that echoed through the cathedral