Messenger – mal’akh in Hebrew. Whether human or angel, the Bibles lists them as a messenger of God, or the Angel of the Lord. Haggai 1:13 the prophet is God’s messenger. In the 1 Samuel 4:17 translation from Hebrew, basar, is “to tell of good news,” Genesis 50:16 reads “message” rather than messenger.
There are but three Angels named in the Bible: The Archangel Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer/Satan. It is thought that it was Michael who fought with Lucifer and threw him from Heaven. In Islam, Michael is known as Mikail; and the Koran says that he sheds tears over the sins of the faithful and these tears become the angels known as the Cherubim.
God’s Hero – Gabriel - God’s special messenger angel. On multiple occasions Gabriel is said to be given the job of coming to earth to share special events or important announcements to God’s chosen. But what message does he bring? And is your message the same as everyone else’s?
Faith Savage asks these same questions in Book 8, Messenger – Faith Savage Demon Huntress. As the series concludes, these and so many other answers are sought with a prayer for Heavenly intervention; for the darkness is far too ominous to face alone. Will she find her message or messenger in shadows of her past? How will her story be written?
The Message is a Matter of Interpretation
Belief is in the Hands of Faith
Messenger – Faith Savage Demon Huntress: Book 8
Messenger
Faith Savage Demon Huntress
Book Eight
K.A. M’Lady
Genre: Erotic Paranormal, Erotic Horror
Publisher: Mojocastle Press
Date of Publication: 10-8-2016
ISBN: 9781601802
ASIN: B01M58M237
Number of pages: 76
Word Count: 26114
Cover Artist: Vanessa Hawthorne
Book Description:
The world is in chaos. School shootings, war, terrorism, the list goes on. But what if you could do something about it?
When angelic intervention meets demonic rage, Faith Savage finds herself caught in the middle. Talk about tough decisions.
The Message is a Matter of Interpretation -- Belief is in the Hands of Faith
Excerpt:
“And when the
third seal is broken,’ Jason continued, preaching to a choir whose interest was
now somewhat piqued, “the balancer rides in the night. He is the black horseman
– the darkness; the bringer of the ends of time.”
“In for a
penny,” I added.
“The end of a
pound,” he replied. “I speak of drought, Faith. And you and I both know that
drought is everywhere. Its destructive force spreading and its oppressive hands
are burrowing a dry, dark stain across the land, hungering for just one
believer. But the fields are empty and the livestock barren. This is a world in
crisis, Faith. Drought and hunger and famine are everywhere. California, Nevada
– barren.”
“Do not delude
yourself. The Four Horseman ride, Faith. Death is all around us. Open your eyes
and see, Faith Savage. But more importantly, open your heart. The time is at
hand. The proof is everywhere; on every media channel, every cyber outlet you
can link into. War is on every continent. Famine. Plagues. I ask you, what more
proof do you need?”
“Yes, Faith
Savage,” came the thick, rumble of my name, uttered as if God had dropped a
ball of thunder off a cliff and waited for the shards of lightning to follow
its decent into the sea. “What more proof do you need?”
I turned at the
sound, dumbstruck once again by the cool, aloof demeanor of this lethal giant
in eighties rocker casual. My heart stuttered while I took in the hands stuffed
in the front pockets of jeans so faded out there were holes worn in them.
Glancing down, I noted the shoes; white leather Capezios. Today’s T-shirt of
choice was once again black, a white stallion blazing across a fiery roadway. Its
rider was armored, the cross of God on his breast plate, a demon impaled upon a
pike, pike raised to the heavens. The script across the bottom of it read, I’ll
Take You to Hell. Gabriel, in all his ironies, stood before me and I was struck
with the urge to laugh, to cower and to tremble, simultaneously.
His scent
engulfed me in the warm, rich rush of cinnamon, wind, earth and haloed man. The
sight of all that caged power in six feet six inches of man-angel standing
before me with the breeze that ruffled his auburn hair, twisted my gut with
dread. Worry, fear and then uncertainty followed quickly as the frenzied course
of my thoughts slammed into me all at same time. I blinked and then blinked
again. I took a shaky breath and considered the moment. Considered his
question. What more proof did I need? The answer? Plenty.
About the Author:
K. A. M’Lady lives in the ‘burbs of Chicago with her husband and three children. She’s been lost in the world of fiction since she was a small child, and frankly, never wants to be found—at least not any time soon. “Myth and magic builds dreams and inspirations – and in an insane world, it is our dreams that spark the revolution of change. No matter which world is being conquered. Within our dreams – all things are possible.”
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