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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

Trying to divert the topic, I asked, " Uncle, I've never seen Ruth's mother. Where's she?"

For a moment, I thought I had asked something forbidden. Uncle James dropped the napkin and leaned against the fridge, looking at me intently. But then, he smiled.

"I vividly remember the day my team and I visited Saint Michael's orphanage to see the children. There was this little girl with curly brown hair and doe-like eyes, clinging to my legs wherever I went. I ended up carrying her in my arms everywhere."

"Can you guess who that was?" Uncle James asked.

Of course I knew, but I wasn't ready for a guessing game, so I shook my head.

"It was little Ruth. She was five years old back then. I couldn't help but be charmed by how cute she was. I asked her what they called her, and she proudly said "Ruch". I laughed because I knew she hadn't learned how to speak properly yet." He chuckled softly." I had to let her go after our visit ended, but that same night, the nanny called, saying that the little girl named Ruth had been crying ever since I left and had come down with fever. I rushed to the hospital and stayed with her until she recovered. At the time, I was hesitant to adopt her. Being a man, and with my many responsibilities at church. But the thought of her getting sick again if I left her alone made my heart ache. Thankfully, your grandma stepped in to help take care of her while I was busy. So yeah, I adopted Ruth."

I nodded, now understanding everything. But despite the endearing way uncle James spoke about Ruth, I still couldn't shake the unease I felt around her. The next question I wanted to ask remained stuck in my throat.

Footsteps approached, and I turned to see Ruth smiling at me. I smiled back quickly, avoiding her gaze.

" I see you two are busy," Ruth said cheerfully. "Can I help?"

Uncle James James quickly replied while stirring the food " It was a chaotic experience the last time you offered to help me cook. Anaya's doing fine here, and I'd like to keep it that way. But there's something you can do–please arrange the plates and cutleries on the table while we finish up, okay?"

Ruth's cheerful expression darkened but she quickly masked it with a smile. "Okay, Dad. I'll get to it. And I've also bought Anaya a birthday gift." She smiled again before walking off.

Even though Ruth was gone, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone else was standing in the doorway. I turned, and my heart skipped a beat. There, in the same spot where Ruth had just stood, was the dark shadow–the same one I had seen slip into Grandma's room last night. My heart raced as I stared at the doorway.

I closed my eyes, hoping it was just my imagination. When I opened them again, the shadow was gone. Still,I couldn't deceive myself, I know it was there just a moment ago.

RUTH’S STORY