"No one knows when the darkness will come, but all I know is it will. And very soon we all will see it. The question is, can we find the light in it all?"
-Author

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This book contains the essence of what is to come in the last days, heed and change for the better, give your life to Christ. There's not much time left. Get ready.

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Meet Rose Turner, a girl who found light in darkness.

Following the sadness and hollowness that never left since the dreadful day two years ago, things took a turn for the worst when her best friend left her for popularity calling it quits.

And Marcus didn't make it any easier.

Funny how things change in the blink of an eye though, with a simple note, a note that changed her life forever.

What happens when she finds out that the new kid's appearance in her life wasn't just a coincidence after all and that there is a greater purpose, one ordained by God, one that will throw her into a whole different world she never knew existed?

And as the wall between two worlds crumble, what shall be the fate of mankind?

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In the last days....the end is here.

In The Last Days

"Daddy!" She screamed as her father sank down, a gaping wound in his chest. The robbers quickly ran out the door. She ran to her father. She quickly dialed the police. 


"Dad! Daddy! H-Hold on. The police are coming okay? They're bringing the ambulance with t-them and y-youre gonna be okay." Her voice broke but she realized that he probably couldn't hear her. She watched helplessly as blood ran down his chin. 


"A-angel. Angel, you be strong okay?" He said barely above a whisper, choking on his own blood. Her mother ran into the shop and she sank down to her knees. 


"Frank! Oh God, what happened?!" Her mother was hysterical. 


Everything blurred after that and she'd hardly noticed the paramedics that came in three minutes later. 


Rose had seen as the light slowly went out from her father's eyes and they'd hunted her ever since. All she could remember as one of them spoke with her, with a fresh towel around her, was the cold unseeing eyes of her father. 
