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“Mommy, I didn’t go for the kill shot. I just got him in the leg”

The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open - Christian End-Times post-apocalyptic fiction in Kindle and paperback

What follows is an excerpt from Eyes Pried Open, the sequel to my novel The Sleepwalkers.  It involves a tense exchange between Cheryl Seagraves and precocious five-year old Elaine Brown, who has become Cheryl’s daughter by default for want of a better term.  The scene plays out during a perilous time in America’s history – or could it be in the nation’s immediate future?  I hope you enjoy the read.  The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open are available in Amazon Kindle and paperback here.  (c) 2014 all rights reserved.

Despite her clouded vision, she could tell it was Elaine who was rising from a seated position and then standing in the snow between the fire pit and the street. More disconcertingly, the hump that had staggered away and now writhed in the street was a man.

She was tipsy, undernourished, lacked sufficient sleep, and stressed to the edge of collapse, but her body proved a reliable friend that would not fail as she sprinted with the speed that used to provide her escape from the abusive drunken father that would chase her for her “corrective beating.” “Elaine! Elaine!” she screamed, and within thirty seconds she was stomping through the wet snow of the front yard. Cheryl struggled to speak and breathe in concert, but Elaine connected the dots as she exclaimed “he tried to steal from us and I used the gun that was Jeff’s! I shot the guy and it knocked me over on my butt!”

There was a trail of blood splatters across the snow that led to where “the guy” had momentarily lay in the street before his own adrenaline got him on his feet and he hobbled screaming toward the former Police station – but no help would be found. And if anyone else heard his shrieks of pain, they didn’t respond if they were even in a position to, which was questionable.

“Mommy, I didn’t go for the kill shot. I just got him in the leg I think. I’ll bet I taught him a good lesson!” Elaine gushed in excitement fueled by her own adrenaline.

“Elaine, give me the gun! No, point it sideways first!” Cheryl commanded as she snatched the Ruger from the child who stood proudly with the back of her legs and the seat of her pants mottled with snow. Elaine’s satisfied look of “job well done” quickly morphed into a frown as Cheryl panted “I told you not to touch the guns!”

Elaine’s pink cheeks flushed red and tears formed steaming pools on them as she answered “you weren’t here and he tried to take our stuff. I was looking in the house when I woke up and you were gone. He was knocking and I opened the door ‘cuz I thought Jeff came home ‘cuz it sounded loud like a man knock. I unlocked the door, and then I opened it, and he was an army man who talked like Arnold Shorts ‘n legger…”

“Arnold Schwarzenegger?” Cheryl interrupted; not knowing if she should laugh and likewise not certain that the explanation was plausible.

“Yes, mommy, he had army clothes on and he said that he needed some of our food and that if I didn’t give it to him the united navies would come…”

“United Nations?” Cheryl again interrupted, and there was something in the earnestness of the child’s explanation that was starting to be convincing.

“Yes, the United Nations” Elaine replied.

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Isis, Crisis, and Red Stripe Cards?

In my previous post is six promo ads for my End-Times fiction novel The Sleepwalkers and the newly-released sequel Eyes Pried Open.  Just for kicks I’ve added everything else that I’ve created for the series up to this point – but I’m sure there will be more.  These and the other six promos are used on Twitter to promote the books.  When clicked on, most are 800 pixels wide and 400 pixels high, but a few of the initial ones that I created are larger; having just recently determined by trial and error that the 800 x 400 seems to be the perfect size for Twitter.

Again, it’s shameless self-promotion I confess.  Still, I hope you find them intriguing, and if you’d like to see the others check out my previous post here.  And, I would be remiss if I didn’t include a link to get The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open in Amazon Kindle and paperback here.

Thanks for reading, and God bless you.

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“Pictures Speak a Thousand Words” someone once said…

Certainly, some shameless self-promotion here, I confess.  I’m no graphic designer, nor have I ever played one on television.  But, I do enjoy creating promo ads for my books and posting some here may be a better alternative than letting them sink in the Pinterest sea.

The Sleepwalkers and its newly-released sequel Eyes Pried Open is an End-Times, apocalyptic series portraying a possible scenario for America and how some ordinary folks attempt to survive while their faith is tested.  Certainly, the acronyms SHTF and TEOTWAWKI apply, but it’s my hope that readers will draw something encouraging and inspiring from the tale as well.  And even though the subject matter is foreboding and may serve as a commentary on secular American culture as the nation truly is in physical and spiritual peril, readers may even find a laugh or two as well.

Of course, the Kindle and paperback versions can be found here.

And now, six of the aforementioned images:

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Darkness then Transformation

Christian End Times Fiction The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open

His YouTube videos were posted on what was called The Black Mask Channel – and while that title was as apt as it was direct, his messages could be best described as cryptic.  He donned a black ski mask and long-sleeved t-shirt of the same hue and it appeared that he was concerned about concealing his identity while hoping to reach thousands if not millions.

Indeed, he was hiding in plain sight while admitting that he had some manner of connection to those in the know, but for his own safety he couldn’t reveal who “they” were.  And was it possible that he had more than just connections – that in fact he was one of “them”?

He described U.S., Russian, and Chinese military buildups near Syria and then informed viewers what would result.  He announced parliamentary and congressional vote counts on military action hours before they were taken, and the results were to the digit exactly as he predicted.  He warned not to be so busy watching the left hand that you didn’t see what the right hand was doing as it was all a puppet show staged by The Powers That Be.

He was accused of being a member of the Cabal – the Illuminati – one of those “powers” that be.

This man in the black ski mask was subtle and discreet – “cryptic” if you will.  But his warning for America was direct, and it was that a darkness was coming.  While most in the nation were distracted and pacified, those who were awake and aware could ponder what this “darkness” was and through the sum total of all of his messages they might narrow down the possibilities and conclude that it was as much supernatural and spiritual as it was physical.  Those who were awake and aware would not be taken by surprise, but they to had to remain focused as there was a deliberate effort to distract them as well.  As the Bible warns, even some of the “elect” would be deceived.

Darkness – then transformation…

Get The Sleepwalkers and the sequel Eyes Pried Open in Kindle and paperback here.

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“Eyes Pried Open” Continues “The Sleepwalkers” Story

Lights out, transformation completed - Eyes Pried Open is End Times Christian Fiction

Remember that brutally cold and snowy winter of 2013-14 that much of America endured?  Are you concerned that this winter season could be a repeat or even worse than the last, as some forecasters are predicting?

Imagine living through the severe cold and snow without electric power, internet, or phone service.  You subsist on MRE, canned goods, and bottled water that has to be thawed by a propane heater that fortunately you’re able to light without electricity.  Imagine shivering while you bathe yourself with baby wipes because there’s no running water.  Those wipes are likewise used to keep your clothing as clean as it can be because obviously there are no laundromats open.  Dry shampoo does what it can for your hair and baking soda is used to brush your teeth.  And when it comes to going to the toilet, that’s done outside in the harsh cold and thigh-deep snow because even though you have limited propane heat the water in your commode is frozen – not that it could be flushed anyway.

As you struggle in these conditions to care for a precocious, orphaned five year old girl you wonder if you’re neighbors are even alive.  Have they frozen, starved, been murdered, or died from a peculiar strange flu?  But more than that, you’re suffering is multiplied as you wonder what happened to the husband that you haven’t seen in weeks.  Did government forces intent on enforcing Martial Law take him after killing the parents of the child you’re left to care for?  If he’s even alive, where in the world is he?  “How could God allow this all to happen?” you find yourself lamenting and seemingly there is no answer.

This is the life of Cheryl Seagraves and when it comes to these inhospitable conditions, she knows who is at least partially responsible for them.  But what she doesn’t know is if or how this proverbial hell on earth will end.

Eyes Pried Open – The Sleepwalkers sequel is my brand-new book release.  I’m not a prophet, but the scenario I’ve laid out in this fictional two-part tale is something that I believe could happen in non-fiction America.  The enemy is without and within.  He is manifested in the natural through man, his systems, and his desires, and driven by the supernatural at the hand of the Prince of Darkness and his minions.  But when all is said and done, it is God’s hand that will protect and preserve those who seek Him through the blood shed by savior son who is the risen king.

Eyes Pried Open and The Sleepwalkers are available on Amazon Kindle and paperback here.

Read chapter 1 of Eyes Pried Open:


Read Chapter 1 of THE SLEEPWALKERS

Jeff Seagraves is a frustrated and struggling convenience store clerk who is out of his element toiling for the MacsMarket. Oh, but that is merely just the tip of the iceberg in this suspenseful tale that is based on the natural and supernatural battles faced in the current time in which we live. Sure, The Sleepwalkers is fiction; but could the events that unfold throughout the book have a connection to the literal scene-scape that the world faces right now? Certainly, the only way to find out is to read chapter one!


He Gets “All Shook Up” Over Prophetic Dreams

I haven’t blogged about my book Dead-Ringer here on WordPress.  Why don’t I just let you read the description and who knows – maybe it’ll peak your interest?

Prophetic dreams and visions? Dire warnings of imminent Biblical apocalypse? A musician named Jesse Same, who reluctantly impersonates Elvis Presley for his living, resides in the same small town that was the birthplace of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz author L. Frank Baum. We all know that foolish flying monkeys were a part of the journey to the fictional Land of Oz, but could they also serve as legitimate real-life demonic apparitions? Jesse thinks so, as he sees them and things far more foreboding and relative to contemporary America, the world, the occult, secret societies, and the powers that be.  Would anyone – including a local church pastor – even believe him, or would they consider him absurd?
Jesse has grown weary of the Elvis gig and desires to do something new with his music career. Likewise, he desires to have more time with his young son and that means wrestling him away from his manipulative and controlling ex-wife and her hard-driving new husband. They don’t subscribe to Jesse’s strong faith in Jesus and are troubled that the young son has developed his father’s passionate love for the Lord. How far would the ex and her husband go to keep the young son from Jesse? Would the young boy put himself into great danger in order to be with his dad? Would Jesse ever learn who his own father is?  As this man who is a dead-ringer for the King of Rock-n-Roll dreams prophetic dreams, the supernatural creeps through the cracks in the walls that separate it from the natural realm as those who are bound to this world may soon witness the end of America and the world as they know it. Will the man’s dreams and visions come to pass? Is there any hope for the nation and the individuals who appear in his dreams?

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