1. The Man Of Sin: The Series


    Date: 6/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Rape, Romance, Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    of was the one between Christ and the Beast! But if everyone in the school is in danger, then that means… Oh God… He’s here.’ His heart beating faster than ever in his life, Father Hauser ran out of the office and down the halls, pushing his way past anyone in his way and ignoring them when they called out. He sprinted to the main office of the teacher’s building and nearly slammed himself against the receptionist’s desk. “I need the keys to one of the cars! It’s an emergency!” His tone and the look on his face left the young woman stunned and stammering. “Uh… I uh… Ok… I just need you to sign out and–” “For the love of God, girl! I need that key now! We’re wasting too much time!” He rushed past her to the row of hooks where the keys were kept and grabbed a set, then sprinting out of the building and into the nearby parking lot. Finding the university car with the same number as the key ring, he climbed inside and pulled out of the parking lot with the tires screaming. Feeling like he was going to have a heart attach, he zoomed across Rome, waiting to see the roof of the Vatican towering over the city. The Holy Father had to be warned! He had to be told that the Antichrist or even the Devil himself had infiltrated the city! Approaching a busy street, he slammed his foot on the brakes, again making the car squeal as he came to a stop. He waited for the light to change, with every tick of his watch sounding like a gunshot. The light changed and he pressed down on the gas, but ...
    the old car only lurched forward into the middle of the intersection, having chosen now of all times to drop the transmission. He slammed his head against the steering wheel and cursed over and over while the people behind him honked their horns. He didn’t hear the screaming outside. He didn’t see the truck rolling down the hill with the driver desperately stomping on the breaks. He didn’t smell the blood of the person who had already been run over. He didn’t sense the vibrations when it knocked against a car parked on the adjacent street and sent it flipping onto the sidewalk like a hockey puck while continuing on its way towards the intersection. He only felt the crash. Hopkins 7 The junior and senior classes were in the university church, attending Sunday morning service. Normally, Helena would be too distracted to focus on the hymns she and everyone else was singing. After all, it was in this very church that Xavier had enslaved her, and nothing since then had worked against him. But hate him as she did, she had to admit that he was right about one thing: she was used to having him around. Unless they were sparring, he really had no intention of actually hurting her. He just seemed interested in practical jokes and mind games. The loss of that uncertainty meant the loss of a lot of her fear. Now, at last, she could take a deep breath and regain her composure. Enjoying the tranquility of the moment, she opened herself up to feel God’s love and let her anxiety melt away to ...