Journalist Stuart Thomas has just received an email telling him he is out of time. Not recognizing the sender, he deletes the message only to meet the sender later that morning.Out of Time is a story about the beginning of the end of the world. Stuart has been called to be a messenger of God to the remnant, Christian believers.Stuart has a team of friends who are willing to assist him in discovering who and how the self-proclaimed world leader, Kronos, is going to control the world. Is Kronos developing a new virus? Will he release it globally? Can Stuart and friends be God's messenger in this time?Out of Time will give you cause to pause and consider—is this really possible?The plot has its share of twists and turns and a little hint at romance.There are those who say God is coming back. Out of Time proposes that we are at the beginning of the end.
"When Allie, Vic, and their friend, Max, are mysteriously sent back in time to the Titanic, they have to find a way to save their parents' shop, save their futures, and get off the ship before it sinks!
Jessie lives with her family in the frontier village of Clifton, Indiana, in 1840...or so she believes.
In Falling Out of Time, David Grossman has created a genre-defying drama - part play, part prose, pure poetry - to tell the story of bereaved parents setting out to reach their lost children.
Elizabeth soon fell into a restless sleep as these thoughts lingered in her dreams. * * * * 8:11 a.m. – February 13, 1941 Victoria sat quietly between Trevor and Miles, lost to her thoughts moments before Miles's train for Glasgow was ...
Gerald Haskins's remark: "Time? Well, you can have a shot at designing a protective device that would keep out time!" Now he understood the fallacy that had undermined all of their planning. It was not a question of keeping out time, ...
These conditions further complicate the coming out process for men of color. ... we have won over time. ... all in this together, and we must unite to overcome the obstacles we encounter everyday, both from the outside and from within.
strange mounds and heaps that might be dirt or garbage, or piles of old furniture, surround the man and at times reach the ceiling. It ishardto seehow he can move in this room. A dirty blanket is spread out on the desk before him.
Venture at your own risk into a realm where the sun sinks into oblivion–and all that is unholy, unearthly, and unspeakable rises.
It gives him the name Thomas J. Davis. We thank him for his help. Duke says, “I am sure we will be back in touch with you, when and if we can obtain a warrant.” Back on the road to the San Francisco airport, I call Captain McAlister.
... of the day—a time when there was little likelihood of Wieroos being in the air so far from their city—and then he learned to bank it with earth in such a way that the embers held until the following noon without giving off smoke.