What Would Happen if The Creator Returned Today? In the current world plagued by war and civil unrest, the divine arrival of the Son of Man restores hope to mankind. Like most others, Oniva Mering is not prepared to face judgment, or the violent threat of an ancient secret society. Left in the company of her smooth and streetwise high school friend, Oniva must bear witness to the most catastrophic turn of events humanity has ever experienced. The stage has been set. Sides are being chosen. Angels and their worst enemies prepare for The Coming. Are You Ready? Each reader will face their own internal journey as they are enticed to look inside themselves, and realize where they stand in the battle of Good versus Evil. We are all a part of the book of life. But what if there was another book. . .The Devil’s Dairy.
Genre: FICTION / ReligiousAward winning author
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There was heightened panic across America. Amidst the unprecedented pandemonium, Oniva Mering was afraid. All she wanted was food. Th at was a tall order amongst the mayhem. She couldn’t hear her stomach gurgle over the shouting. Piercing hunger pangs erupted again inside of her. She hadn’t eaten today. She had money, but most stores now only accepted smartchips, and she refused to get one. Even after her three hour wait, banks were not giving out any more cash. In the last four minutes, three fi stfi ghts had already erupted beside her in the Safeway over bottled water and canned goods. Th e screaming and turmoil unnerved Oniva. She saw those who were able to fi ght their way to the register scanning the smartchips inside of their hands or foreheads in order to purchase food. As Oniva reached for the last box of pasta, another cart forcefully collided with hers, knocking her to the ground. “Get the hell out of my way!” a large man yelled. “War is coming!” He looked like an ox, his eyes blazing. Oniva was petrifi ed. “Please, don’t hurt me. I just want to buy food. I don’t have anything to eat.” Th e man looked down at Oniva, ignored her plea, and began grabbing food from her shopping cart in a frenzy. While he was preoccupied, Oniva scrambled to her feet and ran out of the grocery store, visibly shaken. Even the parking lot was in chaos. Car horns blasted amidst a chorus of obscenities. Th e desperate energy had shifted its focus from the last scraps of food to shopping carts and parking spaces. Th is was Washington, DC, but today, it seemed like a foreign country.
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Hannah Gunasingh
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