Preacher
β Scribed by Madison Faye
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 116 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
Bless me, for I have sinned.
I had impure thoughtsβtemptations of the flesh. Iβve harbored lust, and for the very last man I should be harboring it for. A man of God, no less.
Except, this man is no angel. Heβs no saint. In fact, he might just be the Devil. Only Satan himself could set my very skin on fire, and send shivers and filthy want and carnal desires through my soul. No Godly man would look at me like he wants to devour me whole, or peel my innocence and inhibitions away piece. By. Piece.
He says heβs here in Canaan, Georgia to save our souls. A traveling preacher here to speak the gospel, and deliver us from evil. But a preacher shouldnβt be built for sin, like he is. No shepherd should have lips that make his flock weak, or hands that make me ache, or a body that teaches mine the true meaning of original sin.
Gabriel Marsden is a wolf in sheepβs clothing, and heβs leading me astray. Heβs leading me into temptation, and I canβt - and I wonβt - say no.
But you already know all this, donβt you, preacher man? You already know every detail of this sordid story. Because that man?
That man is you.
The Devil came down to Georgia. And God help me, I think Iβm already lost.
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