Status Updates from All Editions of Rebel Saint (ebook)

Sarahhh is on page 160

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trestitia ⵊⵊⵊ deamorski is 56% done

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WordStaples is 65% done

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Lucy is 30% done

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Marilyn is 42% done

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Marilyn is 17% done

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Jay is 76% done

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Jay is 32% done

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Vicki is 80% done

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Vicki is 50% done

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Kennedy Fox is 45% done

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Marlena (lulamae_) is 66% done

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CC is finished

"Love is an act of faith, and we do it better together."

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CC is 78% done

"In the mood to dance with the devil tonight, hmm, sweet dove?"

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CC is 47% done

"His little finger caught mine, fireworks exploding through my veins when he leaned so close, his breath ghosted the shell of my ear. "Consider it my love letter."

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Dana ~ The Dirty Smut'atter is 28% done

"I've found myself at a bit of an impasse, my dove. See, I can't lose you, but I can't keep you either."

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warhawke is finished

“I believe love is preordained. I believe it’s destined to find each of us—no matter what it looks like and, sometimes, whether we want it to or not.”

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warhawke is 68% done

I recalled a practice revived among the Jesuit community centuries ago—corporal mortification, a way of getting closer to godliness through suffering. Self-inflicted suffering.
I pulled the worn leather belt from the loops of my trousers, running the tough material through my fingers, the promise of its punishment calling.

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CC is 12% done

"It wasn't often that I caught him looking at me, but I had. Maybe more often than a priest should linger on a parishioner."

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warhawke is 53% done

I dug my nails into his skin instantly, muscled shoulder blades flexing beneath my palms as I clung to him, begging for more.
With every inhale, we sealed both of our coffins.

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warhawke is 36% done

Before I could recover, my tongue still tingling from the memory of that bare touch, he pressed the tip of his thumb into my mouth. My lips closed around his intrusion on instinct, like my body remembered his touch from past lifetimes, a sort of muscle memory—our souls familiar even though our minds strangers

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warhawke is 14% done

Bastien moved closer, one fingertip grazing the shell of my ear and trailing down the soft hollow of my throat.
Oh sweet Jesus.
Was I making this moment up? Had I fantasized it into existence? Or was this a hallucination?