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In The shoreline prophecy , Anaya Assey’s life is upended when she moves in with her estranged uncle James and his daughter Ruth. Haunted by strange dreams and an unsettling sense of a dark force lurking, Anaya soon learns that her family’s history is anything but ordinary. Ruth, sweet on the surface but hiding a deeper, more sinister side, becomes a constant mystery to Anaya, and a potential threat to everything she holds dear.

As Anaya navigates the strange new dynamics of her family, she uncovers buried secrets, spiritual tests, and dangerous plots that threaten to tear apart everything she’s ever known. But with the power of faith and the guidance of her late Grandma Ama, Anaya must find the strength to stand firm against the darkness closing in around her. Will she be able to uncover the truth behind her dreams and Ruth’s cryptic behavior before it’s too late? Or will the shadows of the past consume her future?

A gripping tale of faith, family, and destiny, The shoreline prophecy  invites readers into a world where the spiritual and earthly realms collide, and where one woman’s courage can change everything.


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THE SHORELINE PROPHECY

I reached downstairs and looked at the small house where I had lived all my life with Grandma Ama. A wave of nostalgia swept over me , but I knew I was starting a new chapter. I hesitated briefly, then turned without looking back.

Reaching the car , I place my belongings in the trunk and entered the passenger seat. I didn't feel talking to anyone–just me and my thoughts.

The car started and the silence filled the space, only broken by the hum of the engine and the afternoon sun seeping through the windows. We were heading to Belleville in Bridgetown. The ride was smooth with little traffic.

When we arrived, the car stopped in front of a small house. I guessed we'd reached our destination. I got out and saw Ruth standing at the gate.

She was slim and petite, with curly brown hair that framed her little face. Her cheerful demeanor made her look innocent, but the sight of her sent a chill down my spine.

" Anaya!" She exclaimed, running towards me with open arms.

I panicked –this was the exact scene from my dream, where she hugged me and I fainted in her arms. My chest tightened as the memory replayed in my mind. I stood there frozen , not making an effort to meet her with the hug.

Before I could react, Uncle James intervened,

" Hey won't you hug your father first?" He said pouting like a child.

I forced a smile and used the opportunity to dodge the hug, moving to the trunk to grab my luggage instead.

A NEW BEGINNING