Luca's Story Ch. 10
Then the preacher went down. the next thirty seconds was a melee of activity as zee pounded the already butt-ugly face of the preacher into oblivion.
Goodbye
His mother was a stay at home mom, his dad was a baptist preacher.
Hell Fights Back prologue - Hi-Octane Mind Trip
"you know all those fat, loudmouthed tv preachers you see on the news all the time on earth?" the devil asked, crumbs spilling down his beard. bartleby nodded.
The Revolution
preacher: orange american shortail. us marine. radio and tech guy of the resistance. friend of furdel, maniac and badger. from arkansas. badger: a badger. petty officer in the us navy. field tech guy, assistant and friend of furdel, maniac and preacher.
Leon Priest
Leslie preacher was like leon. he was a hybrid. only preacher was a red panda dire wolf hybrid. where was he was a regular panda and dire wolf.
The Tylenol Killer: a Murder Mystery
I knew he was talking about the only hate preacher left within la city limits, jedediah, some ram bloke.
Worlds, Here I Come
Guillaume contracted smallpox while he was tending to some sick parishioners whose spittle flew whenever they would speak or cough, landing on the preacher.
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style)
The stranger waited a moment, drinking in the stunned silence, his unblinking eyes never leaving the preacher he held off the ground as his lips pulled back, showing his yellowed fangs to the squirming striped grey house cat.
The Loa Pantheon
In modern times, kalfu is the fundamentalist preacher who visits prostitutes by night, and the drug dealer who sells enlightenment but offers addiction. his mere arrival summons up darker spirits, and it is best to keep silent in his presence.
Max and David Ch 1
"well the preacher is sick and isn't fit to do his job and there isn't," she couldn't stop her self from laughing. max then realized it was still sunday, he then got really annoyed "not cool, its only seven and its still the weekend.
Junior Year: Day One
The totally sucky thing about my liking her though, is her dad is a southern baptist preacher. so, he's all about the pure camps. the church has been very strict about letting furs into its arms.
The Apocalyptic Matchmaker
Don't we need a preacher and a license?" adrian held up a pair of keys. "what are those?" i asked. "for the courthouse, where i work. that's where we can get our license. as for a preacher," adrian looked up at don. "we don't need one.