Showing posts with label occult. Show all posts
Showing posts with label occult. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

BOOK EXCERPT FROM SEVENTH DIMENSION - THE CITY: A Young Adult Fantasy, Book 4




“…and the hated Jews that remain aren’t worth our time. We will move west and south into Israel. Our generals will share reports from the field. We begin with a report from our angel of death.”

The fallen angel raised his wings and shouted. “Oh, my dear angels and demons, good news I bring to you. My human has been very cooperative and listened to my suggestions. He is convinced he can win and defeat the enemy.

“Our agenda to stir up strife in Europe has achieved better-than-expected results. The immigration crisis is increasing conflicts among nations. 

Divisions will lead to decreasing tolerance, enabling us to inflict pain and suffering on more and more of God’s stupid sheep.”

The underlings applauded.

“However, reports from behind enemy lines show the prayers of Christians are stopping our advances in the United States and Israel. We must silence the enemy. When saints pray, we lose ground. If you don’t want to burn in the lake of fire, we must defeat those prayer warriors now.”

Discordant voices united in a dirge of hate-filled propaganda.

We will crush the king of kings and lord of lords,
With cruel hate, conniving deceit, and slashing swords.
The king on high can never win,
Against our occult power of sin.
Persecution, suffering, death, and war.
We will bruise our enemy more and more.
Lucifer, our bright morning star,
The object of our worship near and far.
Praise to our ruler who will once again rise
To defeat the man in white, our enemy, our prize.

Once the dissonance subsided, another fallen angel stepped up to the podium.

Without notice, something happened. Doubt crept into my thoughts. Suppose Lucifer won? Suppose my small, insignificant prayers weren’t enough? How much difference could I make against the powers of Sheol?

My eyes read the words in the scriptures, but I couldn’t concentrate. My confidence in God faltered. Hopelessness started to affect my thinking. Depression threatened to usurp my trust. Just as my confidence in God wilted, Daniel leaned over and whispered. “Remember, Satan is a trickster. God keeps him on a tight rope, so don’t despair.”

Daniel must have been reading my mind.

Lucifer announced, “The committee on eugenics has an exciting report to share with you.” A hologram danced across the cave ceiling and disappeared into the river.


Large locusts swarmed in the darkness of the cave. Their luminescence glowed in a brilliant display of power. They appeared like horses, ready for battle.

They wore golden crowns on their heads, and mutilated faces accented their deformed, hideous appearance. Women’s hair, long and stringy, covered their backs, and razor-edged teeth like a lion’s protruded from their mouths.

They wore iron breastplates, and the sounds of horses and chariots reverberated in their wings. The battle cry sounded, and the hologram showed them terrorizing the earth. Their presence was so horrifying, the underlings screeched. I leaned on Daniel’s shoulder.

The powerful creature spoke over the clamor. “In their scorpion-like tail, they can inflict pain on humans for five months. They are waiting for the call—when the end of days begins.”



The hologram disappeared, but the sight of such creatures made me panic. I couldn’t get my breath. Daniel reached over reassuringly. Who could survive the coming calamity?

“That is not all we have to show you,” the fallen angel announced. “Behold our horses and cavalry soldiers—two hundred million in all.”

Another hologram appeared, and a different kind of supernatural creature filled the recesses of the cave. Even more horrifying than the locusts, the riders wore fire-red, iris-blue, and sulfur yellow breastplates. From their mouths spewed fire, smoke, and sulfur.

The demon spoke boastfully. “The plagues from their mouths will destroy one-third of mankind, and their tails will inflict serious injury.”

The vile creatures wielded occult superpower beyond anything imaginable. Weakness of heart overwhelmed me. I languished in pain, imagining the suffering of the afflicted. I clung to my Bible and wept.



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As I look at what is happening in the Middle East, I know war is coming, I know God is in control, and I know the Lord's return is near. 

Books four through six in the Seventh Dimension Series deal with end-time events, including the rise of Islam, the occult, and the fulfillment of prophecy. 

Jesus said, in Matthew 24:6: "You will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled; for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet."

You can read the entire Seventh Dimension Series for free on Amazon Kindle Unlimited or purchase the six-book series for $9.99 by clicking on this link.



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Monday, March 24, 2014

GUEST POST BY MOLLY NOBLE BULL: “Gatehaven,” First Stop on Blog Tour







Gatehaven by Molly Noble Bull is a Christian Gothic historical novel set in a haunting mansion in the north of England where Ian Colquhoun and Shannon Aimee battle a Frenchman with dark secrets—spiritual warfare vs. the occult. Will they learn enough about God’s words to defend themselves and others or will evil overcome them? 




Here is  short interview with Mary Noble Bull

QUESTION:  I understand that Gatehaven is a Christian Gothic historical novel. What exactly is that?  

MOLLY:  A Gothic might be described as a novel or movie set in a castle or a scary mansion, and there is often a young woman in the story who is in great danger—a damsel in distress. Some older works which many consider secular Gothic novels are Jane Eyre, Rebecca and Withering Heights. Gatehaven is set in a scary mansion in the north of England in 1784, and it is Gothic novel in the true sense but with a strong Christian message. I call Gatehaven a Christian Gothic.

QUESTION:  Interesting. Scary horror books and movies are very popular now, especially with the young, and some are set in scary mansions. Are the bad guys in Gatehaven otherworldly characters like vampires, werewolves, zombies, ghosts, or monsters from outer space? 

MOLLY:  No. There are no monsters in Gatehaven. All the bad guys are human.

QUESTION:  The Bible says that whatever is lovely and of good report are topics we should think on. So why would a Christian write a scary novel like Gatehaven?

MOLLY:  Good question. I asked myself that same thing before, during, and after writing Gatehaven, and here is my answer. Everything will be lovely and of good report in the New Jerusalem, but it has not arrived from Heaven yet. Christians live in an evil world filled with people who don’t know Christ, and as you said above, scary books and movies are popular now. So what should Christians do? Should they be willing to go where non-believers live—even into bars—in order to preach the gospel of Jesus Christ? Or should they simply preach to the choir? Each Christian writer must answer those questions for themselves. My answer is found in the pages of my newest novel, Gatehaven.

QUESTION:  The cover of the novel says that Gatehaven has a strong Christian message. What is that message? 

MOLLY:  There are many Christian messages and themes within the pages of the book. Some are hidden while others are easy to find. Maybe the most important theme is Spiritual Warfare vs. the occult. The Bible has a lot to say about the danger of occult practices which I believe go hand in hand with Idolatry. It was my hope that all who found the cover and first pages of Gatehaven intriguing would pick up a copy and read it to the end, especially those who need to read it the most.

Occult beliefs and practices, also called the New Age, are found in books and movies everywhere, including cartoons for young children. If parents and teachers know nothing about these evil practices, how can they warn others about them, including their children? Spiritual Warfare vs. the New Age/Occult is the main theme of Gatehaven. However, there are others.

QUESTION:  Molly Noble Bull is known for her sweet romance novels. Is Gatehaven a romance novel? 

MOLLY:  No. I would describe it as a Christian Suspense novel. But there is a romance woven into the plot.

QUESTION:  What about damsels in distress? 

MOLLY:  Yes. Shannon, the main female character in the book, is in great danger, and she is not the only girl in peril. There are several.

QUESTION: Tell us about the bad guy or guys.

MOLLY:  There are several bad guys in Gatehaven. But the main bad guy is a Frenchman with dark secrets and evil motives.

QUESTION:  I saw a round symbol on the cover of the book. What is that all about? 


MOLLY:  Gatehaven won the 2014 Creation House Fiction Writing Contest while it was still a manuscript, and that was a national contest. Part of my prize for winning was publication of Gatehaven in trade paperback and as an e-book. After several unavoidable delays, Gatehaven was published on March 4, 2014.


Enjoy an excerpt from Gatehaven by Molly Noble Bull.

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 Chapter One
A country estate in Northern England
Early January 1784


Monsieur Etienne Gabeau wasn’t his real name. 

His name was Leon Picard. But Etienne Gabeau was the only name he’d answered to since making England his home.

He stood at a window in his sitting room, smiling inwardly as he looked out. “The haunting presence that surrounds your mansion always amazes me, my lord.”

The young earl made no reply.

“Christians who read the Bible might say the atmosphere at Gatehaven is quite the devil’s doing. We both know why.” Leon/Etienne’s laugh had mocking overtones. He pulled his dark cape closer to his thin, shriveled body. “It’s a bit chilly tonight. Surely you must have noticed.”

“Of course I noticed.” The earl laughed from across the room. “An icy rain was coming down when I arrived. You might have to put me in a spare bedroom for the night, Monsieur. And why did you mention the Bible? Who among our circle of friends pay any mind to it?”

“A point is well taken.” The Frenchman pushed back a curl from his eyes.      

His thick mass of dark curly hair had more white strands than black, making Leon look older than his forty-five years. But twenty years ago, he was called handsome.

“Still,” Leon continued, “to the local villagers your estate is quite mysterious. It reminds me of structures I saw in France, while growing up. And who can forget the red gate which gave Gatehaven its name?”

“When did you learn of the red gate, Monsieur Gabeau?”

“I learned the secret when your late father was the earl. You were but a boy then.”

Lightning cracked the night sky. Thunder boomed. 

“I saw it again, my lord.”

“Really?” The earl’s weak smile indicated that he was mildly interested. “What did you see?”

Gatehaven…during that flash of lightning.”

Someday I will have Rachel and own Gatehaven as well, Leon vowed mentally.

The earl cleared his throat. “I’ve decided not to go to Scotland after all, Monsieur.”

“Not go?” Leon turned around in order to face him. “You must go.” 

Leon Picard limped to his high-backed leather chair near the fireplace, tapping his cane on the pine floor as he went. “You will go.”

“I beg your pardon.”

“I said that you will go.” Leon hooked his cane on the arm of his chair. Then he sat down and reached for the portrait on the small table beside him. “I demand it.” Leon’s words, spoken with his usual French accent, hung heavy in the air.

The earl didn’t answer.

Leon thought that Edward Wellesley, the Earl of Northon, looked stiff—as if he’d suddenly turned to stone. At last, the earl gazed at Leon from a chair facing his.

“Demand?” The muscles around the young earl’s mouth slowly relaxed. “You have crossed the line, sir. Besides, I cannot go to Scotland. I have pressing business here. However, a French gentleman like you should enjoy such a journey.” His smile was edged in sarcasm. “Why not go yourself?”

“On these crippled legs? I think not. Besides, she would never receive me.”

“I am sorry. But it would be impossible for me to leave the country at this time.”

Leon turned, gazing at the fire flickering and popping in the hearth. 
“You want the money, do you not?” He looked back at the earl like a hungry cat that cornered a mouse.

“But of course. You know I need money to pay my gambling debts.”

“Precisely.” Leon didn’t miss the fleeting expression of fear that crossed the younger man’s face. “I recently bought all your debts. I will destroy them all, but only if you do exactly what I say. At dawn on the morrow, you will set out for Scotland. And do dress warmly, my young friend. It will be cold out.”

The earl’s forehead wrinkled. “You say her last name is Aimee, and she lives in the village of Luss. But how would an English earl meet a Frenchwoman living in Scotland?”

“I believe your family owns a hunting lodge near Luss, does it not?”

The earl shrugged. “Even if I saw her on the street or near the Loch, I would never recognize her. What is she called?”

Leon’s quick laugh held a trace of mockery. “In France, she was called Rachel. I see no reason why that would not be her name today.” Leon grabbed the pearl handle of his cane with his left hand, leaned forward, and handed the portrait to Edward. “Look at this portrait carefully. Burn it into your brain. When you have brought her to me, your debts will be paid in full—and not a moment sooner.”

“But how can I convince her to come to England? I don’t even know the woman.”

“You are a fine-looking young man with your gold-colored locks and blue eyes. I am sure you will find a way.” Leon rubbed his aching knee. “Romance her. That should meet with success. Tell her you love her and plan to marry her. Women like that. And my spies tell me that she is not wedded at the moment.”

“You have known me long enough to know, sir, that I am not the marrying kind.”

“Have you no wits about you?” Leon sent the earl a harsh glance. “I don’t want you to actually marry her—only promise that you will.”

“I cannot see how…”

“Tell her you want her to come to England to meet your family before the engagement is formally announced.” He smiled. “Yes, that would be the thing. She is a peasant woman, but well educated.
Apparently, at one time her father was a teacher and a historian of sorts; she will understand that you must have your mother and grandmother school her in the ways of the quality before she becomes a part of it. And do smile a lot, Lord Northon. Let her see those sparkling teeth of yours.”

“I will do as you say. But I doubt it can possibly work.”

“It will work. Or you could find yourself in debtor’s prison.” Leon sent the earl another smile—long and slow and filled with hidden meanings that only Leon and Lord Northon could know. “And on your way back to England, stop by the chapel near Edinburgh your grandmother told you about. Do you know the one I mean?”

“Of course.”


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Book Length: 99,000 words
ISBN: 1621364003



Gatehaven, Molly Noble Bull's Christian gothic set in Europe in 1784, won the 2013 Creation House Fiction Writing Contest while still a manuscript, and Gatehaven is the novel being featured today. However, Molly’ first two published novels were published by Zondervan. Her Zondervan novels were later reprinted and published as Promise Romances from Guideposts. Molly also sold novels to Love Inspired and Tsaba House. Westbow Press published The Overcomers: Christian Authors Who Conquered Learning Disabilities, a non-fiction book she wrote with four other Christian authors. Molly owns the rights to her Zondervan romance novels now, and she will soon self- publish The Rogue’s Daughter as an e-book. Rogue is a western set on a South Texas cattle ranch in 1890.