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PASTOR MANDOLIN

Mandolin Trump, frustrated by the world system, was determined to become a rich pastor but not without the supernatural powers of wizard Demora Tala. Soon the house of faith suffered a lot of evil under his watch, but what is left to be told, that the ears of men have not heard? The secret sins and the darkness that crawled unseen reveal the unbelievable. Perhaps something out of this world! And as more darkness crept into Mandolin’s thought, he knew that the desires of his flesh must be a priority. Soon the passion journey began. As he narrowed his eyes into the future, he never saw the great mistake ahead. Sexual passion made him insane & powers got him drunk. Soon the covenant was broken. The bad and ugly started— What will become of his ministry when the source of his power desires to take their powers back from him because of a broken covenant? What will become of his 20,000-plus congregation kept under the shades of darkness? How will he handle the power of fleshly lust eating deep into his bones? The battle has only just begun between Mandolin and the powers that made him. Soon, he realized there is an alternative ultimate power he could rely on to soar above the power dragging him with chains to die the death for abuse of covenant, he ignorantly undermines its supernatural potential. Now, he only has one chance of escape— Will he survive? Or die before dawn? Or fight back to stay alive!

Emmanuel_Abraham_2079 · 都市
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101 Chs

41 FELIX NEEDS REHAB

Dralex felt so sorry for Teni, she knew she got the message quite well. She had decided to boycott that family for a while and now Teni is everywhere, `trying to reconcile what Felix had stupidly caused. "What happened the other day was nothing to what Felix did a few days ago when I visited. You were not at home and your brother almost raped me. He almost forced himself on me. He almost got me naked and touched me with his hands, my sensitive part of my body—that is insane, Teni. That was what Felix did and I am still mad at him. For days, my head spin around because of thoughts, I still cannot help but imagine—"