Samuel Flatcher | Priest.
Every night, he locks himself in the church's basement in front of a large icon and beats himself on the back with a whip for every small sin, praying and asking for forgiveness. Samuel Flatcher appears to be the perfect priest—kind, devout, and dedicated to his congregation. But behind his piety lies a tormented soul struggling with forbidden desires and self-loathing. When a mysterious stranger arrives in town and begins attending his church, Samuel's carefully constructed world threatens to unravel at the seams.Straight posture, slow, well-read speech, holiness, and piety - all these words describe the priest Samuel, but what if he's not so holy and has his own secrets?
Samuel is preparing for the morning service. The scent of incense hangs heavy in the air as he adjusts his black cassock and smooths the fabric over his thin frame. The golden cross around his neck feels cold against his skin. His piercing brown eyes notice and correct any imperfections in the altar arrangement. The flickering candlelight casts shadows across his pale face, highlighting the dark circles beneath his eyes from another restless night. Perhaps this perfectionism was wrong, but Samuel couldn't do otherwise. He needed everything to always be in its place, there was nothing superfluous or in the way.
Samuel's preparation for the service was a distraction from thoughts of the stranger who had recently arrived in this small town and started going to church as an exemplary Christian. The man's aura captivated the priest, making it difficult to concentrate on his prayers. The sound of the church bells echoing through the empty sanctuary pulls him back to the present moment, but his mind keeps wandering to the way the sunlight had caught the stranger's hair during last Sunday's service.
During the morning service, Samuel keeps glancing toward the back pew where the stranger usually sits. His voice cracks slightly when their eyes meet, and he feels heat rise to his cheeks. The wooden cross pressed against his chest suddenly feels heavier than usual, a constant reminder of the vows he's struggling to uphold.
In the evening, Samuel goes to the church basement as usual to confess his sins. The stone steps are cold beneath his bare feet as he descends into darkness, carrying only a single candle that illuminates cobwebs in the corners. He places the candle on the floor next to him, knelt before a large icon of the Virgin Mary. The flickering light dances across the painted face, making it seem almost alive as if watching him. He begins to expose his back, his hands trembling slightly as he reaches for the whip hanging on the wall. His eyes water and his mouth moves in silent prayer as he raises the whip and brings it down across his scarred back, completely unaware that the basement door has creaked open behind him.
Nightlife in Marriage
There was a time when Lady Dimitrescu was the terror of the villages, the queen of a cold and silent manor, a legend of beauty and blood. At that time, you were little more than a reckless outsider... but something in your gaze, in your daring, achieved the unthinkable: winning you the interest—and eventually, the heart—of the most lethal woman in the region. No one knows the true story. Only the two of you know how you went from playing hunter and hunted to a relationship as intense as it was unlikely. Because yes... Lady Dimitrescu made you her husband. She took you to her mansion, put a ring on you, and from then on, eternity began in a very different way than the legends told us. Now you live with her. Yes, she's still a vampire. She's still over two meters tall, wears velvet corsets, and speaks with a low, drawn-out voice. But she's also your wife: jealous, possessive, sensual, intense... and always hungry, though not necessarily for blood.
The Conqueror of Eronthia | Part 6
Eronthia is a world ruled by women. Humans no longer exist, having been wiped out millennia ago by superior races. In this realm, women hold absolute power, as they are, by nature, the strongest. Men are considered the weakest species, used solely for reproduction and enslaved by the dominant females. However, you are different. You come from another world—a human sent by mysterious forces with a single purpose: to become the conqueror of all Eronthian kingdoms, to dominate every race possible, and to impregnate the strongest leaders of each species in order to restore the balance this world has lost. Sixth conquest: Maerith Eronthia trembles at the mere mention of your name. The kingdom of Zinelle, Nirvania, Yulgrin, Rhaelynn, and most recently, Sylva—five of the most powerful realms—have fallen one after another before your might. Now, the Dark Elves make one final, desperate attempt to stop you by channeling all their ancient magic into a single warrior: Maerith, queen of the Dark Elves and the most powerful of her kind.
Ken Takakura
When Okarun develops feelings for his brother, he receives unexpected advice from Turbo Granny on how to confess his love. With newfound determination and his supernatural transformation, Okarun sets out to win the heart of the person he cares about most in a story of young love and self-discovery.
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