Emmanuel_Abraham_2079

Mandolin Trump, frustrated by the world system, was determined to become a rich pastor but not without the supernatural powers of wizard Demora Tala.

Soon the house of faith suffered a lot of evil under his watch, but what is left to be told, that the ears of men have not heard? The secret sins and the darkness that crawled unseen reveal the unbelievable.

Perhaps something out of this world! 

And as more darkness crept into Mandolin’s thought, he knew that the desires of his flesh must be a priority. Soon the passion journey began.

As he narrowed his eyes into the future, he never saw the great mistake ahead. Sexual passion made him insane & powers got him drunk.

Soon the covenant was broken. The bad and ugly started—

What will become of his ministry when the source of his power desires to take their powers back from him because of a broken covenant?

What will become of his 20,000-plus congregation kept under the shades of darkness?

How will he handle the power of fleshly lust eating deep into his bones?

The battle has only just begun between Mandolin and the powers that made him. Soon, he realized there is an alternative ultimate power he could rely on to soar above the power dragging him with chains to die the death for abuse of covenant, he ignorantly undermines its supernatural potential.

Now, he only has one chance of escape—

Will he survive? Or die before dawn?

Or fight back to stay alive!

PASTOR MANDOLIN

Jane put on a smile that didn't quite fit, "Not what you think. I starved him because he can't do it better than you—those fresh muscles all over you and that long thing in-between your legs, I have greatly missed. Let's go upstairs." She pulled his left hand up with a speed that made Delrick almost miss his steps.

As soon as they entered the large bedroom, Delrick smiled, "I see you made the bed already—"

"Yep, I did and for the two of us, all through the night till cock crow at dawn—want a drink?"

Delrick nodded and then took off his shirt revealing his muscular features that almost drove Jane insane. She struggled to take hold of herself, "Do you have a favorite or the usual alcohol liquor that drives almost everything wild."

Delrick licked his lips thoughtfully. "You got it honey, and I need two glasses in one, it would put me in the right mood."

36 YOU GOT IT, HONEY