Bad Habits: A Dark Anthology - Yolanda Olson Page 0,82

I do finally ‘find my way back to the light’, as Mother Bitch so eloquently put it, I won’t be returning to Our Lady of Heavenly Hope, it will be to somewhere the past can’t haunt me. But for now, my own indolence and lack of diligence has cost me the only life I’ve ever wanted.

About Ally

Ally Vance is an International Bestselling Author who writes in the Dark Romance & Horror genres. Ally also co-writes with her close friend Michelle under the pen name Ally Michelle. Allyis a British author who lives in Kent, in the United Kingdom with her husband and stepson.

Also by Ally Vance

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Fractured Darkness

Sufferance

Murphy Wallace

Patience

The ability to wait for something without frustration is a useful skill and a good aspect of one's personality.

Blurb

Patience isn’t a virtue that Suri was born with.

Placed into witness protection, she ends up stuck at a convent for an undetermined amount of time. Living the life of a nun is a stark contrast to her former life as a submissive. Being stuck in a place where she is completely out of her element, is the ultimate test of her patience.

Until she meets Father Stone.

He is anything but a normal priest. Instead, he is as precisely as his name describes; Stone. Hard. Chiseled. He holds a secret as dark as her own. When Father Stone figures out Suri’s secret, he knows exactly what she needs to help the time pass while she’s looking for a way out.

Prologue

Father Stone

It's been a little over a week since the intriguing girl started volunteering in my front office. I don't know why Mother Superior sent her here, but I am not amused. Surely this is a punishment from God for something I did in my past.

What if it's not, though. What if it's a test? You know damn well you aren't happy. That this isn't the life you were meant to live.

Fuck.

I rearrange my hardening dick for the umpteenth time since she walked into this church. The sensual curve of her slender neck has me yearning to caress it. Thin wisps of her dark hair escape from her headpiece, and my fingers crave the feel of her silky strands tickling my skin. Luckily, my desk covers the proof of my transgression.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I allow my fist to tighten around my shaft, but I don't let it rub up and down like my cock is begging me to do.

Come on, do it. Quit denying yourself what you know you want. What you know you need.

"Sister Suri!"

My eyes fly open at the sound of Ms. Agnes' voice floating down the hallway from the file cabinet next to Sister Suri's desk. What the fuck? It's as if she's answering my inner demon. My grip loosens, but I don't release the hold on my dick.

"Holy shit, Agnes! You can't just creep up on someone like that!"

Oh, that mouth of hers. My eyes roll back into my head with lust.

You want to punish it, don't you?

She might be the only person who doesn't belong here more than me.

"Father Stone isn't going to like hearing about this."

I don't know about that; it might be just what Father Stone needs right now.

The Devil on my left shoulder is more brazen than usual today. Yo, Angel dude, I could use your powers for good right about now.

Fuck it, Ms. Agnes is right, Father Stone isn't going to be happy to hear about this, but Ryan Stone is pretty fucking excited about it.

Suri

This assignment is so God damn annoying. Shit, can I mutter that phrase inside of a church? It's not like I said it out loud or anything.

But God is always watching, Sister Suri.

Mother Superior's voice echoes in my head.

"Jesus…" I mutter under my breath so no one else can hear.

Suddenly, a gasp sounds from behind me, making me jump in my seat.

"Sister Suri!"

Twisting my body, I come face to face with the older lady that also volunteers here. Her hand flies to her chest in shock, and her face appears as though she is frozen in horror.

"Holy shit, Agnes! You can't just creep up on someone like that!"

"Bite your tongue! What kind of Nun are you? Father Stone isn't going to like hearing about this."

Fuck.

"Ms. Agnes, please. It just slipped out. I'm sorry. I promise I will do extra penance for my sin when I get back to the monastery this evening. But, please don't tell Father."

She cast a disgusted look my way and walked to her desk