I stared at the two hellish looking creatures that had welcoming grins on their faces, if you put aside they fangs that poked out under their upper lips. "Say that again?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "You signed the contract from hell, we are your faithful servents." The tall one nodded. "I didn't sign shit." I scoffed, starting to shut the door. "Actually, Miss Alyson, you did." The shorter one said as he shoved a paper into my hand as his foot stepped between the doorway. I grabbed the paper from his hands, frowning as my eyes glanced over it. It was my hand writing. I opened the door back up, scowling at the two. "May we come in, Miss Alyson?" The taller cocked his head, the smile still very intact. "No." I huffed as I slammed the door, quickly locking it.

A story involving you, a witch who has had religious family trauma finding a deity in Lucifer and comfort/romance from the band Ghost/Papa Emeritus IV. I do not own any of the pictures used in this story. It starts off a bit slow. The ending is very sappy. You have been warned. 🙃

I thought id start this as an idea cause i saw someone on TikTok recommend it 🏃‍♀️

A 21 year old named Alessia grew up as a mostly normal child. At least it was normal to her. Often her parents would be away, going on many long trips throughout each year. Since her parents were gone so often, they didn't care if Alessia stayed in their home after graduating college. At times she feels lonely, imagining a reality where she would have fun experiences with her parents. The normalcy of her neglect lasted many years before she decided to take on a life of her own. Not interested in college, Alessia wanders from town to town until finding an interesting sort of people. Would these ghouls welcome her with open arms? How exactly did she find herself in the company of the band Ghost? Start reading to uncover the friendship between Alessia, the ghouls, and Cardinal Copia himself. WARNING: This story may contain graphic depictions of medical issues and abuse. There will be little to no illustrative descriptions towards physically sexual content. Any incident will be used to spread awareness about things such as sexual assault. Take this warning with discretion. (All of the ghouls are between the ages of 20-25. In this story, Copia's age ranges in between 30-40.) This is my first story that I'll be writing on Wattpad! Due to school, I am not sure what my schedule will be. My hope is to post at least once a week, mostly on weekends. The warnings above are based off of future chapters that may happen. Don't be surprised if some of the warnings don't end up applying to the story. In no way is this tied in with any other fan-fiction I make/have made already.

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Calliope had been working at the church's funeral home for ages, her day consisting of the same routine day in and day out. She was an unwilling member of the clergy, not because she disagreed with their beliefs, but rather because she didn't have a say in joining in the first place. She prayed for change, she couldn't live a structured life anymore, knowing every day would be the same as the last. [ᴘᴀᴘᴀ ᴇᴍᴇʀɪᴛᴜꜱ ɪɪɪ x ᴏᴄ]

Running through the thick woods of Meloria, you find yourself lost until you stumble into a little area that seems secluded from the rest of the world. Although the area is definitely not little the cathedrals are massive and it seems to be a place of warship. 𖤐CALL ME LITTLE SUNSHINE𖤐 Copyright Disclaimer under section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, education and research. (The characters are not my own, Papa IV comes from Tobias Forge's band Ghost) TW: sexual acts, gore, violence, religious trauma, neglect, abuse of power and manipulation

After the events that had happened in Los Angeles Albany returned to the Italian Ministry, her life had changed yet again. Her heart broken after discovering that Copia was the one behind the attack she swore she would remain with her Father for the foreseeable future. But the world outside of the unholy church was changing. Papa Nihil was planning to step down, the bloodline of Emeritus was about to take the world by storm.

TL;DR- Rain falls head over heels for you. Long slow burn, fluff, and incredible angst ensues. Eventual happy ending included. Love was not something you or Rain ever understood, whether it be between mother and father, between friends and peers, or between you and the universe. After being shunned by your church for reasons you were not the blame for, a church of the antichrist extended their kindness to help a lost soul. Rain was in the same bin as you, and having to heal from the trauma and abuse you had both suffered in your lives was not a one-day process. But with your new found friends, Papa Emeritus III as your best friend and mentor, the ghouls accepting you in their lives, your new job in the clergy, and a quickly developing romantic relationship with the shy bassist, your lives become a lot more happy than they ever were before.

Eve is a good Christan girl, she has sinned one time but she's never told a lie. One day the pastor of her church asks her to be a spy in the church of the satanists. Eve accepts his quest for God, and goes to the church of the satanists. But what if she finds out that the ghouls aren't as bad as her pastor told her? What if she falls for a certain water-ghoul?