OldEarth Georgios Encounter by A. K. Frailey

In the first century, Georgios flees his grandparents’ home, encounters friendly enemies and treacherous friends. In a world of dark secrets and deceptive promises, he discovers new hope in an ancient promise.

Oldearth georgios encounter

In the first century, Georgios flees his grandparents’ home on a Greek island, travels to Celtic lands, and encounters friendly enemies and treacherous friends. In the Roman world of dark secrets and deceptive promises, he discovers new hope in an ancient promise. While a mysterious alien condemns the human race, the watching universe looks to humanity for renewed strength. 

Genre: FICTION / Historical / Ancient

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / Adventure

Language: English

Keywords: Ancient Historical Fiction, Historical Sci-Fi, Family Saga, Spiritual, Religions, Celtic, Christian, First Century, Roman, Adventure

Word Count: 102,000

Sales info:

 #5,132,205 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)

#2,325 in Ancient Historical Fiction
#5,690 in Ancient History Fiction (Books)
#7,820 in Inspirational Religious Fiction


Sample text:

Noman surveyed the white walls, considered the silence of the empty tomb, and knew that hell existed. He wiggled his sand-encrusted toes and straightened his back, his loose tunic rippling with the movement. Sweat dripped down his back as blazing sunlight glared from an unrepentant blue sky. Where is Abbas? With a smothered curse, he shifted his gaze away from the gaping hole. There was no point in torturing himself with what might have been. If only Abbas had listened. If only someone had cared enough to believe him. But it was too late. He was on Earth, the challenge had been made, and he could not unmake it. He could only prove them wrong. Abbas’ face appeared before his eyes—a man he could have loved heart and soul. Instead, he had another mission. Love had its limits. A squeal turned his attention. A woman stood frozen on the rocky path, her eyes wide, terror-stricken. A scorpion poised in her path, ready for attack. Bumbling woman! Humans had an ever-ready supply of idiocy. He stepped forward, then stopped. Why should he? What was this archaic inclination to assist lesser beings? The very image of Abbas. Noman stayed in the shadows. A hillside covered in small shrubs with a cave at the far end made for a mute wilderness. Few birds twittered here. A young man jogged along the worn, rocky path and 6 halted. He glanced from the scorpion to the woman. Her voice shaking, the woman lifted her trembling hand. “I was bitten once, nearly killed me.” The youth leapt aside, grabbed a stone, and whisked it at the pest. The venomous creature scuttled away. Clutching her chest, the woman closed her eyes and swayed...


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