Xulon Press, 2007 - 400 páginas
The demons are vying for his soul! The mine fields of Keegan Turpentine's past are about to explode. Turpentine has lost his son, but Turpentine lived. Now, the Hell Hounds have stoned him, but again, he has survived. Turpentine has become a churning volcano, and then he discovers Thiel Soukahn, the murderer of his son. Turpentine's passion begins to rule, but the angels, Uzziel and Zebulon have not given up hope. Behind Turpentine a huge, ugly demon stood, his face twisted into a snarl. His claws glowed with fiery power, and he fastened his narrow green eyes on the angels. "Go away!" he growled. "This man belongs to me. My master has said it, and the man shall be destroyed." Zebulon advanced, and the demon hooked one burning claw in Turpentine's back as he rose from the bench. "You will see!" screeched the demon. "He is mine! He is mine!" Jerry Stordahl Jerry began his writing career with magazine articles, and Turpentine's Soul is his first novel. He lives with his wife, Marilyn, and two children in rural western Minnesota. He states, "There's nothing quite like writing. It is a passionate activity that generates great satisfaction." Visit his website at www.jerrystordahl.com for more information.
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