Hell Can’t Wait


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After a group of upstart humans are sentenced to hell, they develop a 100 year master plan to get more humans to hell. Their plan conceived in the late 1800's consists of a series of inventions that will provide Satan with unbelievable reach to humans. Unfortunately, the plan does not receive a warm reception in hell. "Year - 1890 - Satan stood in his office surveying hell through the window. His concern grew as he analyzed his market reports on the number of souls arriving in hell. The results looked worse than ever...his regime was at a critical juncture at this point in history. If this flat growth in soul acquisition continued, good would reign over evil.” In frustration, Satan glanced at his desk, spying the two strategic plans to boost his soul-a-meter. One plan, the safest choice, recommended continuing with the current strategies. The other plan, presented by a new addition to hell, Sal, not only had him quite confused, but the old guard of hell despised it. He contemplated his options and just wasn’t sure what to do...Satan read the title of the plan, “Satan’s One Hundred-Year Master Plan.” He was aghast! One hundred years—wow—“Why should I wait one hundred years?” What happens to the master plan? Can Sal "win" in hell? Can Sal and Barb be together? All these questions will be answered through this unprecedented emotional ride through life in the most terrorizing existence. With the answer to the ultimate question, “what if our world is really not an accident, but rather crafted by the king of evil over 100 years ago?” Imagine the past as our future




Hell Can Wait (Urban Fantasy)


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I’m Caith Morningstar: bar owner, leather wearer, shoe worshipper, werewolf, Orlando’s resident ass kicker and… Satan’s niece. The dead are rising in the land of that famous mouse and apparently, I’m the one who has to deal with the mess. Forget movie night with my kid. I have to kill ghouls who have decided to make some new undead friends in the morgue. Eh, killing things is easy. Generally. Oddly, these guys have glowing blue eyes and are way too good at butt kicking. Thankfully, I’m better. I manage to get rid of them, but one gets in a shot or two of his own, and now I’ve got a foot-long wound in my side that glows blue. Kinda like the ghoul. Now the dick who made those ghouls is trying to turn me into his puppet, which so isn’t going to happen. My loved ones are trying to cure me, my angel mate is off on some super-secret mission for On High, and I’m stuck in bed “resting.” Not that I’m staying there. I’d rather die than become anyone’s puppet, which might be my only option left. I just hope I can come back from the dead later.




What Fresh Hell Is This?


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What to Expect When You’re Not Expected to Expect Anything Anymore Did you see the title and flame-filled cover of this book, and did your weary, sweaty, confused, and exasperated soul scream, That one! That is the book for me!!? If so, I’d first like to extend my deepest sympathies, an ice pack, and some of these very helpful edibles. If it’s three in the morning as you’re reading this, as it may well be, you likely want those more than a book. But since I can’t really give you the other stuff, I can at least offer you this book. . . . Perimenopause and menopause experiences are as unique as all of us who move through them. While there’s no one-size-fits-all, Heather Corinna tells you what can happen and what you can do to take care of yourself, all the while busting pernicious myths, offering real self-care tips—the kind that won’t break the bank or your soul—and running the gamut from hot flashes to hormone therapy. With big-tent, practical, clear information and support, and inclusive of so many who have long been left out of the discussion—people with disabilities; queer, transgender, nonbinary, and other gender-diverse people; BIPOC; working class and other folks—What Fresh Hell Is This? is the cooling pillow and empathetic best friend to help you through the fire.




Shot to Hell


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Johnstone country. Patriots welcome. The Johnstone hero with the heavenly name—and the hellish task of living up to it—Perley Gates—takes on a gang of cold-blooded killers to save the soul of a small Western town . . . They say that home is where the heart is. And no one knows that better than Perley Gates. After helping the lovely Miss Emma Slocum reunite with her sister’s family in Bison Gap, Perley can’t wait to rejoin his own kin at the Triple-G Ranch. No sooner does Perley settle in when he receives an alarming telegram from Bison Gap. Emma’s brother-in-law has been murdered. Her sister wants justice. And Perley is their only hope to get it . . . Perley can’t refuse a family in need. So he saddles up with his salty cowhand Possum Smith and heads to Bison Gap. He notices that the town’s new sheriff is acting suspicious—and likely in cahoots with the local gang of deadly outlaws. In no time at all there’s a target on Perley’s back—and the vicious gang leader is calling all the shots. Justice may be hard to find in a town this wicked. But vengeance is swift—straight out of the Gates . . . Live Free. Read Hard.




Opportunity


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Cabin and Plantation Songs


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Hampton and Its Students


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Hell's Gate


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Pastor Moses Samuels, a former drug addict turned minister of the gospel, is called by God to Henrick, Texas, a town hes never heard of. In obedience, he makes the move and discovers a town overrun with Satan worshippers. Ninety percent of the population is involved in the satanic cult. His job is to lead the people of Henrick out of their bondage to Satan. In the process of doing so, he is arrested and beaten and faces death when the cult makes preparations to offer him as a sacrifice to Satan. Hells Gate is a book about demons, angels, and the power of Almighty God. It shows how God can work in and through us to accomplish great things if we are willing to obey and follow him. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)