Title: The Devil Made Me Do It
Author: Colette Harrell
Publisher: Urban Books/Kensington
Pages: 288
Genre: Inspirational fiction
Format: Paperback
Purchase at AMAZONAuthor: Colette Harrell
Publisher: Urban Books/Kensington
Pages: 288
Genre: Inspirational fiction
Format: Paperback
The voluptuous Esther Wiley has always
known that she is special. She’s a tiara-wearing, wand-carrying kind of
Cinderella princess in disguise. The problem that her very own Fairy Godmother,
the Prophetess Mother Reed, struggles with is getting her to live like it.
Briggs Stokes is the reluctant heir to
his father’s worldwide, multimillion-dollar televangelist ministry, yet he
yearns to be his own man. His past mistakes have caused him a private life of
hurt and loneliness.
Esther and Briggs meet and develop a
deep soul connection, until tragedy strikes and the two are thrust apart. Their
separation leads each down a different path scattered with emotional
minefields. While each step they take brings them closer to who they were
always meant to be, the devil is on assignment. He sends in reinforcements to
usher in confusion and create chaos, and soon no one is safe. The members of
Love Zion church reel from the rumors, innuendo, and downright sabotage that is
going on around them.
When others devise evil schemes to seek
the destruction of Esther and Briggs through jealousy, greed, and murder, only
divine intervention can save them. As an all-out battle for dominion breaks out
in the heavens, will Esther and Briggs become a casualty of war?
Prologue
1975
Now
the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep (Genesis 1:2).
Two
ominous figures sat in quiet contemplation, the larger one’s head was
gargantuan in nature, and foul droplets of acidic mucus fell from his
protruding fangs.
The
smaller one stood sixteen feet tall and his rapier tail was wrapped
protectively around his middle. He sat as still as cold hard stone. His
sinister eyes were yellow rimmed and telegraphed evil cunning. He was known as
The Leader.
Their
silhouettes cast eerie shadows against the backdrop of the smoke-filled flames
that spewed from the lake of fire.
“Ummm,
this is my favorite place. Listen to the melodic sound of souls screaming in
agony—it is music to my ears. If you
concentrate, you can hear the desperate pleas for release. Yessss . . .It
allows me to know that all is right in our world,” The High Master said.
The
Leader shuddered as the menacing timbre of The High Master’s voice snaked fear
around his chest. For him, it was equal to the singe of demon skin from a
thousand innocent prayers; he loathed it. His tail subconsciously tightened as
he awaited his newest orders.
The High
Master continued, “These human souls are pathetic with their self-serving
natures. They frighten at the sound of our bumps in the dark, but create havoc
in their own lives. What idiots they are and not fit for company until they
have totally crossed to our side. And even then they tire me soooo . . .”
The
Leader didn’t stir; his thoughts were of survival. He refused to speak. He knew
a wrong word could cause such suffering and pain. The High Master’s punishments
are prompt and fierce. One seeks death, but yet, death will not come.
The High
Master continued his tirade, his grimace displaying double rows of
slime-covered fangs. His was a chilling profile. “Your charges are young. Both
are being raised in good homes, and, as a result, they are overconfident
creatures. Leader, do not underestimate their youth; innocence is a powerful
weapon. In their kingdom, the weak become strong. But we must prey on that
weakness and use it to our advantage. You must destroy them before they
complete their purpose. I am giving you this head start; you must not fail.”
After
speaking, he stood his full twenty feet in height, his shoulders reared back as
his frame vibrated with his frustrated bellowing. “In the beginning, we owned
their world. After the fall, we adjusted; the land we were given was dark and
empty, but we were content with our lot. Then He whose name is not spoken,
created man, and we were once again demoted. All we seek is our rightful power,
our rightful place. Make haste, bold one, and steal, kill, and destroy all that
stands in your way.”
The
Leader bowed his head in submission.
“And,
Leader—this was a most productive conversation. You are learning.”
The Leader’s tail unwrapped from
his torso as he swiftly rose and slithered toward his point of ascent into the
Earth realm. He was determined not to fail.
About the Author
Colette (Ford) Harrell the author of the debut novel The Devil
Made Me Do It is passionate about the written word. Holding a master’s
degree, she is a director of human services. Her creation and implementation of
a health and energy medical program stands as a best practices model. Her
philosophy of service is compassionate care through a spirit of excellence. A
motivational speaker, she specializes in customer and human service workshops
on state and national levels. She is
cofounder of COJACK Productions, a Christian entertainment company. As an
active member of her church, Kingdom
Christian Center
Colette is a wife, mother, author, poet, songwriter, and
playwright. Her novel is a delectable read, where romance, suspense, humor, and
the supernatural all come together to entertain, educate, and inspire.
A Detroit Ohio
Her latest book is the inspirational fiction, The Devil
Made Me Do It.
For More Information
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My Review:
I enjoyed this book and it was interesting because it reminded me of The Garden of Eden. As does the cover. We are all tempted to do bad things and I really liked the way the author made the characters normal. They went through normal issues and dealt with them in a way that was delicate. There were a lot of emotional sins in the book as well, and it was nice to have more than physical sins to think about. I am giving this book a 4/5. I was given a copy to review, however all opinions are my own.
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