A chain of advertising agencies, a new breed of humans, and a fallen angel to worship… Andel Talistokov is a fallen angel who uses advertising as a form of propaganda for Satan. His growing power emboldens him to break Hell’s Commandments by soliciting worship from an ancient angel religion. He changes their rituals forever. Furious with his arrogance and betrayal, Satan commands Armaros to return to Hell after finding his replacement.
Eve Easterhouse, a recovering drug addict, steps out of prison shortly after her mother’s fatal accident. She and her sister, Julia, unravel their mother’s secretive past. Intrigued, they learn their bloodline is part of a celestial legacy.
Both worlds collide.
A hint of Andel’s personality lay within his clock collection. Time was his biggest fascination. Clocks of all sizes, eras, and styles were showcased throughout the room displaying different time zones in every part of the world. Andel’s time, 1:10a.m., took place in the quiet, wealthy, and religious Chicago suburb of Wheaton, Illinois during a sub-zero weekday in January.
The rest of Andel’s office furnishings consisted of contemporary black leather and industrial accented with wood, giving off an austere and mysterious feel. To add a dash of intimidation to the room, a glass buffet table with a display light that encased several ancient knives and daggers sat next to one side of the double door entrance. Tonight, one of the knives was not inside of the table. He licked it clean and continued staring at his computer screensaver.
In the middle of the room was a fresh corpse of a beautiful twenty-six-year-old Spanish woman sprawled out on her back in her own pool of blood. In her limp left hand was a Glock she had pointed at him twenty minutes earlier.
Andel snapped out of his hypnosis and crawled over to the dead woman’s body. A few moments passed, and then he lapped up her blood like a dog presented with a bowl of water on a hot summer’s day. Once every drop surrounding her body and inside her veins was gone, he ate through her chest cavity until her heart tissue was exposed. He feasted on the organ, savoring every morsel. Still ravenous, he severed her left leg with his knife and digested her flesh. He had not eaten flesh in years, but tonight he was insatiable.
Review
This was an interesting read. Lots going on, and definitely an ominous tone to the book. It wasn’t really my thing, and I’ll say right here that if you are at all squeamish about violence, you probably want to skip this one. There were scenes I kind of glossed over because I just couldn’t deal with having those images on the backs of my eyelids.
If you don’t mind disturbing stuff, though, there’s a lot here for the daring reader. It’s pretty tense most of the way through, so come prepared. I didn’t feel like I connected with the characters as much as I could have, but that could have been because I kept myself a little distanced from the story because it was getting to me. Others may feel differently.
All in all, recommend to my horror peeps. The take on Hell and religion was also pretty neat, so if that’s your thing and you don’t mind some gore, give this a shot.
Dina Rae lives with her husband and three dogs outside of Dallas. She is a Christian, avid tennis player, movie buff, teacher, and self-proclaimed expert on several conspiracy theories. She has been interviewed numerous times on blogs, newspapers, and syndicated radio programs. She enjoys reading about religion, UFOs, New World Order, government conspiracies, political intrigue, and other cultures. Peacocks, Pedestals, & Prayers is her eighth novel. Find her online at http://conspiracycrackpot.com/.
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