Alfred Gilberto was a well known Reverend in the city of Los Angeles. His preachings and devotion earned him fame and respect throughout the city. Almost everyone in the city loved him. But unknown to everyone, he was also a ruthless mafia boss, who killed his victims without mercy. The story took a new turn when Theresa, a 22 years old lady became his nun. Theresa worked as a crime officer. Her boss promised to promote her if she caught the organizations that were behind the criminal activities in the city. Theresa suspected Reverend Alfred of those criminal activities but she wasn't sure of her suspicion. So she disguised herself as a poor and homeless lady. She begged Reverend Alfred to accept her and make her a nun in his church. Reverend Alfred accepted and Theresa became his nun. Later on, Theresa discovered two shocking things. The first one was that Reverend Alfred was a Mafia boss. And the second was that, he was also her childhood lover. Theresa was left with two choices. Betray Alfred and get a promotion at work or start a new life with her childhood lover. Do you wanna know what choice she made? Read this novel to find out.
It was a beautiful sunday morning in Los Angeles. A day when Christians go to church to praise God.
People could be seen walking inside Saint Roman's Catholic church. The church was gigantic in size and beautiful in sight.
A statue of Jesus was placed beside the church's entrance. Inside the church were multitudes of people who came to worship God.
The church's interior was designed beautifully. Pictures of Jesus Christ and his disciples were hanged all around.
The church was wide enough to contain more two thousand people. The church was almost filled up as people from all around Los Angeles attended the Sunday service.
Ten men who were altar boys, stood at each sides of the altar. They wore red robes and each of them had a rosary hanged around their neck.
There were also twenty ladies who were the choristers. They wore yellow robes with black black berets on their head.
The praise and worship session led by the female choristers, ended a minute ago. A man walked up to the altar. His hair was brown and he had full beards.
The name of the man was Steven Douglas, Father Alfred's closest friend. He was also a Reverend.
He wore a blue attire and a pair of black shoes.
He got to the pulpit then he spoke into the microphone.
"I pray that the Lord will accept our praise and worship in Jesus" he prayed.
"Amen!" The congregation chorused.
"Now, I want to call to the altar the one and only Reverend Alfred!" Reverend Douglas announced and the whole church echoed with excited screams of people.
Reverend Alfred walked out of a door which was located at the back of the altar.
He climbed up the stairs and walked to the pulpit. He held a big bible in his right hand.
He wore a white robe with the sign of the cross designed on it. His hair was black and he had a black moustache.
A pair of recommended glasses stood at the bridge of his nose.
"Ten minutes is the time we have left so hurry up with whatever you're gonna do." Douglas stylishly whispered into Alfred's ear.
Then he (Douglas) walked to his seat which was located at the right side of the altar.
Alfred smiled at the congregation. Then he preached about love and unity.
"Glory be unto the most high God for the grace he has given unto us to witness another beautiful Sunday like this. I pray that the Lord will guide us to the right path in Jesus name" Alfred prayed after he finished preaching.
"Amen!" The congregation chorused.
"Peace be unto each and everyone of you as you return back to your various abodes" he concluded.
Then he climbed down the altar and walked through the door at the back of the altar. Douglas also followed him.
The church choristers started singing praises and everyone dropped their tithes and offering inside a huge box.
Some dropped cheques while others drooed huge bundles of cash in it.
The service ended and everyone started dispersing the church until no one was left.
The altar boys and the choirs were the only ones remaining.
All the doors in the church were locked. The windows were also closed.
The men carried the big box and passed through the door at the back of the altar. The female choristers also followed suite.
The door led to an underground building. There were fifteen black jeeps parked in front of the building. An eagle logo was designed on all the Jeeps.
They entered inside the building and walks down the hallway till they got to a certain room.
They walked inside that room then the men dropped the big box which contained loads of jewelries, bundles of cash and lots of other expensive items.
The box was so bog that it required up to six hefty men to lift it up. The box was filled up to the brim.
Various weapons were hanged on every wall in the room.
Seated in the room was Alfred and Douglas. The both of them had a stick of cigarette in between their lips.
"Everyone get ready, we will be leaving for the mission in two minutes time" Douglas said as he puffed out rings of smoke from his mouth. Then he removed the fake beard on his chin.
A lady walked to Alfred with a laptop in her hands.
"Boss" she called.
"Yes?" Father Alfred's tone was deep and menacing. He no longer had a moustache on his face.
The moustache on his face was a fake one. He was no longer putting on the eyeglasses. All those were just for disguise.
Alfred looked handsome with thick brows and a straight nose.
"I have gotten the location of the bullion van" the lady said. She was the a computer scientist and an expert and that. She always wore a pair of eyeglasses due to shortsightedness.
"Good job Stacy" Alfred complimented the lady whose name was Stacy.
"Thanks boss" Stacy replied with a smile.
"Alright then, let's get moving" Alfred said. Then he looked around like he was looking for something or someone.
"Where is Viper?" He asked.
"Here I am" a feminine voice replied as a lady walked in. She wore a black jacket and black trousers with a dark shade on her face.
She walked to Alfred and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Hey Douglas" she waved at Douglas who simply nodded.
"I hope you all remember the plan?" Douglas asked and everyone in the room nodded except Alfred and the last named Viper.
Alfred stood up from his seat. He was now wearing black suit and a pair of black shoes. A golden eagle pendant was hanged around his neck.
He looked more younger and handsome. His broad shoulders and muscular chests were evident in the suit he wore.
Douglas also wore the same black suit with the golden eagle pendant hanged around his neck.
Everyone in the room had wore that pendant on their neck.
The men who posed as altar boys were now dressed up in black armless jackets and black ripped out jeans.
They had tattoos on their arms and cheats. In their hands were dangerous ammunitions and weapons.
The ladies who also posed as female choristers were also dressed up in black jacket and jeans. They were look fearless and dangerous.
"Let's move out" Alfred commanded. He looked dangerous and scary. He had two pistols in his hands and a stick of cigarette in between his lips.
He was no longer the soft hearted reverend, he was now a ruthless mafia boss.
They all walked out of the building. Alfred, Douglas and Viper got inside a jeep while the others took the remaining jeeps.
Alfted sat in the backseat beside Viper while Douglas sat in the front seat with the driver.
They all had earbuds fixed in their ears so that tgey could be able to communicate with each other.
The jeeps came alive as the drivers turned on the iignition then they drove through a tunnel which led to the main road. The fifteen jeeps drove speedily on the road, making other car drivers park their cars at one side of the road.
"The bullion van is thirty blocks away from our point. It's on a highway with seven military vehicles guarding it. There are also eighteen soldiers in total" Stacy informed.
Everyone heard her through their earbuds.
The jeeps drove to the highway and they sighted the bullion van at a far distance.
Douglas position his missle launcher through the window of the jeep. Then he fired a missle at a security vehicle.
"Bull's eye" Douglas said as the vehicle exploded.
The remaining military vehicles stopped when they heard the explosion. The soldiers rushed out of their vehicles with their guns.
The soldiers saw the fleets of Jeeps heading towards their direction at an high speed then they started shooting.
But all the Jeeps had bulletproof systems installed in them by Stacy. The soldiers kept shooting at the Jeeps but it didn't make a single scratch on the Jeeps.
"Kill them all" Alfred commanded through his earbud.
All his men started shooting down the soldiers through their window. The soldiers dropped dead on the ground as Alfred's men shot them all.
In a minute, the whole soldiers were lying dead on the ground. It remained only the bullion van.
The bullion van drove at high speed as Alfred and his men chased after it.
Alfred's driver increased the Jeep's speed to the highest and they caught up with bullion van. Then they overtook the bullion van.
The bullion van tried to reverse but Alfred's men blocked it with their jeeps.
One of Alfred's men dragged out the bullion van's driver. Alfred sat on top of the Jeep with Douglas and Stacy at his right and left sides.
"Please don't kill me, spare my life and I swear, I will not to mention anything to anyone till I die!" The driver begged as he knelt down. Tears streamed down his face as he begged.
Alfred removed a pack of cigarette from his pocket. He took one from the pack and placed it between his lips. Then Viper lit the cigarette for him with a lighter.
Alfred puffed out smoke from his mouth after taking a long drag from the cigarette.
He took out his pistol and walked to the driver. He pointed the gun at the driver's head.
"I beg you, please don't kill me!" The driver cried but Alfred's face was void of emotions.
"May your soul rest in perfect peace" Alfred said.
A loud sound of gunshot was heard afterwards.
Thousands of years ago, the Supreme ruler banished Lucifer and his two brothers, Lucien and Lucius, from heaven. They were casted down to earth as a result of their treacherous activities in heaven. The Supreme ruler placed a curse upon Lucifer because he was the one who led the those treacherous activities. The curse was that Lucifer would not find a soulmate on earth and even if he does, the soulmate would die. Lucifer regarded the curse as nothing until 3000 years later, when he finally met his soulmate. Rita Montero, a 23 years old lady, blessed with beauty and an endowed body. Lucifer was determined not develop feelings for Rita but he fell deeply in love with her. He got drowned in the ocean of love. The both of them loved each other so much that they couldn't live without each other. Lucifer became scared of the curse coming to fulfilment. He was scared of losing the love of his life. He was scared of losing the only person that added meaning to his life. Would the curse ever come to fulfilment or would their love prevail over the curse? Read this novel to find out.
It took only a second for a person's world to come crashing down. This was what happened in Hannah's case. For four years, she gave her husband her all, but one day, he said emotionlessly, "Let's get divorced." Hannah's heart broke into a million pieces as she signed the divorce papers, marking the end of her role as a devoted wife. Within Hannah, a strong woman awakened, vowing never to be beholden to any man again. Embracing her new life, she embarked on a journey to find herself and command her own destiny. By the time she returned, she had experienced so much growth and was now completely different from the docile wife everyone once knew. "Is this your latest trick to get my attention?" Hannah's ever-so-arrogant husband asked. Before she could retort, a handsome and domineering CEO pulled her into his embrace. He smiled down at her and said boldly to her ex, "Just a little heads-up, mister. This is my beloved wife. Keep off!"
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."