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Adam's Stone
by Kevin R. Paglia
Category: Spiritual/Religion/Suspense/Thriller EPIC eBook Award Finalist
Description: "When you've walked in the presence of God, how much can you learn?" Mark asked, tracing the stairway. "How much can you know about the universe when your confidant is the Creator of the universe?" "Maybe this writing can give us a clue," Anthony said as he traced a few letters. "Do we know anyone who speaks 'Adamic'?" Riley spoke out loud as she typed her e-mail message, a method she used to make sure what she was typing sounded right and was in English rather than her make believe language. "I know you have received many of these messages which swear to know what the tablet says, but please give me a chance. I was the one that called with the 'Adam's Prophecy Stone' phrase. I finally had enough of a chance to interpret the rest of the tablet and wanted to pass it on to you." "The only thing standing between a demon and its overthrow of hell is an ancient prophecy and the one woman that can read it."
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, 2003 WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
eBookwise Release Date: February 2005
 
6 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [334 KB]
Words: 83856
Reading time: 239-335 min.
"Kevin Paglia spins an exciting fictional story guaranteed to make us stop, think, and wonder. What is the truth revealed by Adam's Stone? Did Adam and Eve exist? Was there really a Garden of Eden, and fruit God forbid man to eat? Is it possible for goodness and innocence to overcome the ultimate evil? You'll have to read the book to learn the answers."--Laurel Johnson, Midwest Book Review
Anthony Fins plunged the shovel into the loose desert sand, looked up, and wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. His leathery skin was already slick with the highest SPF sun block he could find to fight of the effects of a sun that had given him permanent freckles across his nose and shoulders. The sun reminded him of his home deep in the Mojave Desert, but this was far from home. In fact, Kuwait was as far away from home as he had ever been.
He wiped his forehead again and lifted his canteen. The water was warm from the sun, but it did provide some refreshment. He looked around for anyone else who may have been thirsty, then replaced the cap on his canteen before returning to work. The shovel he used was new, but a nervous fear of splinters made Anthony pull his gloves on tighter before gripping the handle. The insides of his gloves were soaked with sweat.
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