Today's guest was in our spotlight back in 2013 with book 1 in his trilogy. Earlier this year, he shared some thoughts with us. Today Willis Abshire returns with a sneak peek into books 2 & 3!
Frank grows up with the belief that a loving, merciful God does not exist or if there is one, then he has singled Frank out and is using him for cruel malicious target practice.
Driven by a lust for women and life, Frank exploits his good looks to experience sin and its pleasures. But deep within, the tormented young man searches for the reasons of his existence in the shadows of his past.
Shomer, guardian angel to the recipients of righteousness and Leb, agent of the Almighty, guides Frank to see himself for what he is. Blinded by pride and self reliance Frank battles against his own reasonings. Everywhere he turns, everyone he interacts with, smacks him up against the thing he hates most vehemently—the Cross of Jesus Christ.
FOR THREE DAYS the torrential deluge pounded the community of Brunstoke—but today the rains ceased. He hovered above the river’s edge looking out at the savage current. The raging waters exhilarated him. It wouldn’t be long before the banks would over flow. He gloated as he watched the uncontrolled current devour everything around it.
He smiled, his dark glistening ominous wings spreading over a twelve-foot span—his breathing going in rhythm to his fluttering wings. The muscles of his body showing through his black shroud rippled, moved up and down in shimmering splendor.
His eyes glowed red like the blood he feasted on—the coppery taste of the human sacrifices still tantalizing his taste buds. He smiled, baring his yellow teeth as he softly voiced the thought that sent ecstasy through his whole being: “Lives will be lost.”
Count Wilhelm von Brunstoke upon discovering that his father is the murderer of his mother has vowed revenge.
Now, seven generations later, Jordan Burns descendant of the self-absorbed Count has been handed a diary revealing the life of the evil Count.
Jordan must now go back to the land of his ancestors and confront this insidious curse that has ruined the lives of his generations past.
Within the pages of this diary a riddle is presented. There is only one requirement to be met to break the curse’s power. A male ancestor of the Brunstoke line must take his own life. Blood has been shed to feed the curse now blood must be shed to break it.
Which will it be? Die so others may live or allow the curse to continue to flourish in a macabre world of narcissism.
Leb continues his tale in this finale of the Master’s great Love.
RAH STOOD IMMOVABLE, HIS DREADLOCKS blasted by
the gusting winds beating against his body. Sweat trickled down to his face—his sulfur stained eyes lurched in rapid succession—waiting. Arms crossed, he stared into the howling squall—listening.
Finally, the winds lessened and a twisted grin erased the scowl etched on his face A whisper perched on his shoulder, spoke softly into his ears, “You have failed.”
Rah knew the order. Would he meet Ganav in his imprisonment in the abyss?
He snapped, “I won’t give in. The fool eager for my position must be my executioner—rules of the game...” Rah gasped, then a smile revealed yellow, razor fangs. “Perhaps I’ll rate the great one himself.”
Respected among his peers, yet feared and hated, Rah, the magnificent, found himself at an impasse. Expert in religious deception, his inability to produce a Burns male sacrifice for Nachash shouted an indictment against him.
Rah lashed out, “Complete obedience, one-hundred-percent success, it’s what he expects. Lucifer’s been unable to accomplish it, yet he demands it of us. I’ve destroyed William Burns and Angelica Poltrane. What more does he want? My master’s a hypocrite. He’s always been.” The words fell, pulled down by his weak reasoning.
He stood, unmoving, listening—there, a rustling behind the line of tall pines or was he imagining things? His end was coming.
So, he waited, recalling the days of his innocence, when he walked in the Eternal Light, basking in the Creator’s glory, and the freedom he experienced in serving the Almighty. Now, he is nothing more than a rebel consumed by the fire of his allegiance to the Father of Lies.
Willis R. Abshire is a retired Residential and Commercial Painting Contractor from a small rural community in south central Louisiana. A former Pastor he enjoys his writings and spending time with his wife Vickie along with their seven children, fourteen grandchildren and three great grandchildren with one on the way expected in November 2018.
His trilogy can be purchased through Amazon.
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