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The Angelic Prophecy
Speculative Fiction Finalist in the 2006 Dream Realms Awards
Michael Modesto, a hard-living rock star, in a vision is given extraordinary healing powers and is told: "I am the Word and you are My messenger."
But he is not told the message, only to "Beware the Antichrist."
Torn by doubt because he is not worthy of being God's messenger, and plagued by guilt because he does not want the responsibility, but knowing that the only way he can return to his old decadent life is to discover and deliver the "message," Michael reluctantly takes on the role of healer and evangelist.
His quest is complicated when he falls in love, and even more so when the Antichrist sets out to destroy him before he can deliver his prophetic message.
Still fighting doubts—and fear—Michael's quest leads him to a showdown with the Antichrist and a surprising fulfillment of his Angelic Prophesy. |
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About the Author
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Robert L. Hecker was born in Provo, Utah but grew up in Long Beach, CA., graduating from high school just as the U.S. entered WWII. Joining the Air Force, he flew thirty missions over Europe where he was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross and six Air Medals. After the war, he began writing radio and TV dramas, then moved on to writing and producing more than 500 documentary, educational and marketing films on subjects ranging from military and astronaut training, nuclear physics, aeronautics, education, psychology, lasers, radars, satellites and submarines. He has had five novels published, with another due out this summer. Currently he is writing several movie screenplays as well as other novels.
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Reviews
"5 Angels! Robert L. Hecker has done it again. He has written another engrossing page-turner. This time about good versus evil. I think no matter what your religious persuasion, and even if you are not in the least religious, you will find this a wonderful read." —Jaye Dee Tyrack, Reviewer, Gotta Write Network
"TERRIFIC STORY. I had a hard time keeping my mind on corrections while reading." —Verda Mackay editor/reviewer
Excerpt
Light!
Hope exploded.
Out of the vast depths of liquid darkness, a pinprick of light. He fought the fear, willing himself to move, to seek the light.
Hopeless. He had no strength to move, no sensations beyond the fear. But the light, somehow, grew brighter, larger, moving toward him, and he fought to rip a prayer out of the dark caldron of horror.
The light responded, grew larger, brighter, cleaved through the darkness with a sword of fire held by a figure of light. The sword swung in a fiery arc, rending the darkness, destroying the fear, driving it into the vastness with rays of hope. And the figure of light looked at Michael with a gaze of such humility and compassion that Michael wanted to flow into its world. He reached with his hand, reached to touch the figure that he knew was eternal life, and the figure lifted the mighty sword and placed the handle in the hand of Michael.
The figure began to recede and Michael tried desperately to call, tried to tell the figure not to leave him, not to let the awful fear return. But he had the sword, the sword of fire, and when the fear surged back, he swung the blade and was no longer afraid. Holding the fiery blade before him, clutching the handle with both hands, he strode into the darkness.
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