Holy Cure - The Madman - A Dark Forbidden Romance

The ritual didn‘t save them. It drove him mad. GABRIEL: They cannot see her. They cannot touch my angel. Evangeline is no longer just a woman seeking penance, she is a saint, and I am the only one worthy of serving her. As her time draws near and her heavy body aches, I have locked her away from the judgmental eyes of the world, hidden safely in the shadows of the attic. When her milk overflows, crying out for relief, I take her pain into myself. I drink from her sacred skin, a holy communion meant only for me. I will protect my angel from the devils outside. Even if I have to burn the whole parish to the ground to keep her. EVANGELINE Father Gabriel is losing his mind, and he is dragging me into the abyss with him. Locked away in the dust and darkness, I am completely at the mercy of his divine madness. He calls me his angel, his saint, but his touch feels like beautiful damnation. I am heavy, exhausted, and completely dependent on the madman who feeds on my body to ease my suffering. But the walls of our secret sanctuary are crumbling. The townspeople are whispering. And as the whispers turn into a furious storm, I realize that when his church finally falls, I will have to run, or be buried alive beneath his sins. A dark, obsessive, high-heat romance where devotion becomes a dangerous disease.