Isn’t he cute?
Eyes bright, face beautifully made up
No care in the world.
He’s my angel for this weekend
I’m gonna sing with him!
Hope you’ll find yours too!
Have a beautiful weekend dear friends!!
Much love, always! 🙂 🙂
I’m pleased to finally introduce the cover of the second edition of the ‘The Feet Of Darkness’ to you my friends! The e-book is now live, if you click on this link http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BJ6LJHC it would take you directly to the Amazon.com website, the paperback would follow suit in March.
The blurb is something like this;
”Imagine a world where the unseen rules and the seen are helplessly rooted in darkness.
A world where darkness reigns with gay impunity while evil spread its tentacles unabashed.
A world where darkness threatens all as powers beyond the comprehension of man threatens to eliminate all we know and holds dear.
In such a world, the only game left for all is survival, except…maybe…there are some chosen people somewhere, hiding beyond the darkness that can fight and liberate all…
Jezreel, a mighty angel saddled with the responsibility of preventing the impending doom chose three people to help salvage the destiny of humanity.
Michael, a gullible British scientist, Sharon, a quirky floundering young woman whose entire life is shroud in mystery and a sword-wielding believer, David, whose faith must endure the test of adversity. Would they succeed? Can love overcome darkness and eliminate the spirit of the power of the air?
Can love work its magic on a vengeful soul intent on revenge?
Can love conquer all?”
The novel is filled with twists and turns… I’m not going to review it but I’m glad it’s finally out of my hands, the cover was designed by my publisher, Arrow Gate Publishing. Editing and rewriting this novel was a great but exhausting experience, coupled with the fact that I’m totally in charge of a new company which demanded two hundred percent of my time!
I also have another company of three children (very demanding role) who needed their mama so I don’t really have the foggiest clue how I’ve been able and still able to pull things off! But I thank God for great family and friends who’ve supported me all the way!
I want to ask you my friends to help more, give a shout out about the release, the next few days and weeks would be hectic and fun-filled. There are lots of promotional buzz going on, my publisher, Arrow Gate have been wonderful. I would update as things unfold!
My humble self was recently featured in a magazine interview by BBR production! It was an awesome experience and I’m profoundly grateful to Thomas J Belliza, check it out friends!
Thank you all for your friendship, I value it deeply!!
Love always. 🙂
I stood suspended thirty feet above sea level with hands akimbo. I stared in delight and watched with pleasure at the creatures of the sea, Seals playing with their kind, and then chasing after penguins.
And then I saw him and my heart lurched with fear and admiration! It was the angel by the sea-shore, my sister would not believe me when I tell her the angel really exists.
I was mesmerised by his beauty. The massive wings and the muscular arms enthrall me and I dived towards him, intent on touching those wings to be sure he was real.
My feet touched the soft sand and I stood still, silently, waiting for his reaction. His massive wings opened up in glorious splendour, the sinews within his wings and veins rippled with power and I gushed out in delight, such was his beauty.
I heaved my arms and floated above him and slowly drifted forward, not feeling safe standing solitary behind him. I gazed at the top of his head as his golden hair danced to the wind and every sound ceased.
”Who are you?” I summoned the courage to ask, a safe distance away from him but the angel said nothing and then I flew close to him, my eyes boring into his and I seemed to be staring at the depth of mystery.
His eyes glowed like a lone fire in the snow, they looked like two white doves. When he raised his enormous arms, the waves of the sea took notice. His finely sculptured face was like a fine work of art. His beautifully shaped mouth was slightly opened and when he spoke, his voice sounded like thunder.
”Time be still,”
And I moved back, I hated to admit it but I was scared, and I shouldn’t be because I ruled the sea. I watched his upturned arms which were like two pillars of the earth but suddenly, the mystery deepened.
The open sea roared like a woman in labour, his arms were sending out strange signals and I watched open-mouthed as the sea was rolled like a carpet, the depths of the deep was revealed in one clean swoop and I didn’t find it funny. My stomach knotted in fear as the sea creatures groaned in despair at the intrusion.
”Stop this at once,” I said firmly.
And he looked at me as a father would look at an errant child.
”My name is judgement but they also call me peace. I judge to give peace.”
”Just put down your hands,” I begged and the angel did as he was told, his eyes never leaving mine for a second but I took flight watching from a safe distance, waiting to see what he would do.
The Islanders must know about his presence at once.
I love writing supernatural thrillers, most of my works tend to delve deep into the mysterious worlds of angels and I would definitely let you in on a secret soon. Thanks for reading my story friends!
6.am, January 26, 2002.
This is a true story, please read on.
They left their house optimistic about the new baby that would soon grace their home, the husband helped his beaming, but heavily pregnant wife into their brand new Toyota Carina‘s car and they zoomed out of their new house en route the hospital.
12 hours later… At 11pm. The baby’s head was not descending.
”Too big,” the junior doctor on duty murmured and decided on a caesarean section, a process where they would surgically remove the baby. They paged the consultant who came to the hospital within fifteen minutes. As the wife was slowly wheeled into the theatre, she saw her husband by the door, he looked tired and petrified, he had been a sentry all day at the hospital reception, waiting for his wife and new son to come out.
She touched his hand and whispered with tears in her eyes, ”I am so sorry, I tried,”
”It’s okay darling, I’ll be waiting for you, I love you,” and he kissed her on the cheek, and she disappeared into the theatre, and the battle began.
A forty-five minutes operation turned into two, three, four hours… The anaesthetic applied was three times over the limit and the drug shut down her heart, the mistake was to set in motion a series of errors which ended in tragedy…
The consultant’s brows creased up in a frown, everything that could go wrong did, and he was very close to this particular patient, he was quite fond of her and her new husband. What he loved about them was their love for each other, so he would do everything within his power to make sure she did not die on his watch.
”Time of death, 2.21 am,” a young doctor announced, he had been on his feet all day, he’d managed a toasted bread since morning and was teetering towards exhaustion. Nurses had been on strike at the general hospital for a week, and he had been on duty almost every day, keeping his eyelids open was a herculean task.
”No,” the consultant snapped, ”charge the defibrillator to two hundred.” They did, and there was a beeping sound on the machine, which indicated the heart was regularly beating, sighs of relief permeated the atmosphere as the consultant worked feverishly to bring the baby out. With that part over, the baby who was blue due to lack of oxygen was quickly taken to the neonatal intensive care. The doctor was sewing her up when there was another flat line.
The stubborn doctor performed external chest compression, and the defibrillator ( a machine used to send an electric shock to the heart to make it work again) was used to charge her heart again, and it worked, but only for a few minutes and the third time her heart stopped, the doctor wanted to call it. He asked a nurse to page another consultant while he ordered one of the junior doctors to start external chest compression and he fled the theatre.
Outside, he saw the husband sitting down, looking lost and very tired. When the husband heard approaching footsteps, he jumped to his feet and blurted out.
”How is my wife, is she okay?” The doctor swallowed hard before replying.
”There was a technical problem about the anaesthetic, and I am so sorry.” But the words got stuck in his throat, he couldn’t bring himself to say his wife was dead. Instead, he grabbed his hands and promised, ”your wife would be fine, have you seen your son?”
”Yes,” the husband replied with his voice trembling, ”he doesn’t look too good,”
The doctor nodded and rushed back to the theatre, the junior doctor was still performing the compressions. The consultant took over as two senior doctors entered the theatre, and they fought to save the life of this young wife.
7th February 2002.
The husband sat down in his living room surrounded by family and friends, they prayed, they cried, and they left.
And he was alone… there was no crying of a newborn infant, just dead silence.
He sat alone, staring into space. And then his wife walked in from the room, and he stood up, they hugged.
He was no longer alone. Their son did not survive, but the wife did. They have another chance to start again, they mourned for Angel, their son, but knew they would see him again on heaven’s shores.
03 December 2002.
Eleven months later, they welcomed another son into their home, and their joy was full, it was a miracle.
Four years later, a daughter came and another four years later, another son.
And they said the Lord has been merciful…
I was (is) that woman… And my husband… well he was (is) the…husband. I believe in second chances, I was dead, but I am alive again! Don’t you think that was so sweet?