“He felt something trickle down his face and he wiped it away irritably. When he looked at the back of his hand,… — Phillip W. Simpson Copy Share Image
“Hello, Samael,” she said, her voice like rustling silk. Sam was speechless. How did such a creature even know his name? He… — Phillip W. Simpson Copy Share Image
“But I have one more thing to tell you, Samael. Something that is more important than what any of us want. Listen… — Phillip W. Simpson Copy Share Image
“You don’t ask for much, do you? It may look like we’ve got a whole lot of supplies here, but I’ve got… — Phillip W. Simpson Chapter-8 Copy Share Image
“One year before the Rapture "...that proves how marvellous God's love is, even for the most miserable human beings, being that demons… — Phillip W. Simpson Demons Copy Share Image
“Five weeks since the Rapture “For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel,… — Phillip W. Simpson Rapture Copy Share Image
“And remember your promise,” said Sam, wagging a finger at him. “Don’t follow us.” The man glared at him but kept silent…… — Phillip W. Simpson Chapter-8 Copy Share Image
“Stained-glass windows glowed faintly in the moonlight streaming through, illuminating the sculpture of Christ on the cross that hung above the altar.… — Phillip W. Simpson Copy Share Image
