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PASTOR MANDOLIN

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!

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101 Chs

59 THYLA JONES AND THE WEREWOLVES

Julie knew it won't be long before Thyla Jones went the way of her ancestors.

Thyla Jones now coughs often, and her movement is so slow, and her frame looks so tiny that even a little wind can push her to the floor. 

Julie knew a lot had changed since she last visited. Everything doesn't look the same, and she did not only see that but smelled it too.

Thyla Jones loves wines and her wine shelf was empty. She was happy she came with three lovely wines for her still in her bag. She also noticed that the last picture of Devilian on the wall above the fireplace was also missing.

Who must have taken it down?

Thyla Jones can't possibly do that, she thought.

Who then must have done it?

Her thought ran ahead of her at such speed that she can't even recollect most of the events of the past.