Mag-log in'So this is what it feels like to want a woman,' his thoughts remarked without any guilt. He'll play the demon's game once again. *****The Rogratiatto Family, rumored to be an extremist believer of the supernatural, sought out the help of the Vatican Conclave to stop a recent demon possession. Famous exorcist priest, Father Marcus Thayne, was called out by the Holy Pope to do the job. Once there, not only was he struggling with the demon he was supposed to exorcise, but he was also battling himself after seeing a mysterious woman showing signs of an immortal attraction with him... Genre: Supernatural Romance, Mystery, Smut All Rights Reserved JMFelic Books 2020
view moreMarcus saw the look of alarm in Ysabelle’s face. He had been grilling her with questions last night and he knew that she wouldn’t want to be in that same position again. The last thing he would want to do to her was to ask about her family tree history, but her slip-of-the-tongue really did increase his curiosity. If indeed she was not Mehak’s aunt, then how was she related to the Rogratiatto Family?“Uhmm, you didn’t take your photo, Father. Aunt Regina handed it back to me in my room this morning, ” Ysabelle stated, seemingly trying to drop the subject and divert his focus.And it did, successfully.‘Goodness! Of all the memories she could revive, she had to pick that one?!’ his mind shouted.Marcus gently nodded and crossed his arms on his chest. “Yes, I can always get it when I come back to the mansion. During that time, I want you to give it
Father Marcus retreated to his chamber as quickly as he could. The whole course of it wasn’t simple though for his mind was in a whirlwind. The scenes inside Ysabelle’s room just kept popping out of his thoughts like a countdown.5—The kiss on her forehead...He slapped a palm on his face as he sat on a stool near his bed.4—Her seeming dislike on his touch...He cringed upon remembering it.3—The lightning-like slip of his cool and calm disposition...He clenched his teeth in disapproval.2—His impatience, the sudden surge of anger, and the burning feeling of his arm and eyes...He forced a long, deep sigh and tightened his balled-up fists.AndAnd
Ysabelle stepped backward, stirred by his daring words. “Ple-please take the envelope. It contains your picture, ” she blurted out, her cheeks in a maddening blush. Good thing the light was red, otherwise, he would have seen how red her face was.“You are escaping again, Ysabelle, ” Marcus, on impulse, remarked grimly, but that didn’t hide how her name flowed smoothly in his tongue. Although he wasn’t irritated by her swift avoidance of the topic, he was unhappy about it. He thought that they had an equal understanding of the Question and Answer portion of their conversation and for her to keep evading it definitely was the opposite.“I am what?” Ysabelle clarified, unconsciously lifting her chin more.“You are intentionally dodging yourself on my questions. They are not interrogations lovely lady and yet you act very hostile about it, ” Marcus answered. He move
Dinner started at the stroke of seven with all of the usual attendees present, but there was a new addition to them now and it was the youngest member of the family.Father Marcus and Father Julien were in their same seats and so were Sir Alfon, Madame Regina, and Ysabelle. Mehak, who just arrived from an art class, decided to sit beside her Auntie on the left.“I would like to make a toast, ” Madame Regina suddenly announced before their meal began. All of their attention was now on her. She stood up, took her glass of champagne, and raised it in the air. “To Father Marcus, for saving my son’s life.”Alfon somehow looked troubled, thinking whether to take his glass or not, but in the end, he did after Regina added, “And to my son, André, for staying strong and for his good health.”Cheers!All of them chorused happily but mostly,