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La Serenissima ~ a story of love
     

La Serenissima ~ a story of love

by Tracy-ann Martin
 

"My brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places." ~ Ephesians, VI.

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"My brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places." ~ Ephesians, VI. This is a tale of passionate love, not only between a man and a woman but for the captivating city of Venice, otherwise known as La Serenissima. Tracy-ann Martin's debut novel plunges us into a cauldron of spiritual warfare, its heroine caught up in a 600-year-old prophecy which pitches the defenders of Venice against cruel and relentless forces of evil, intent on destroying it. What begins as an innocent family holiday is soon transformed into an intense struggle for the very survival of this ancient city on its atmospheric lagoon. Here an ordinary woman finds her true destiny, aided by souls who rise from their watery graves to defend the island. Will the virtues of love and laughter be strong enough to prevail?

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781909833074
Publisher:
Tracy-ann Martin
Publication date:
08/16/2013
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
953
File size:
1 MB

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I was drawn to look back at the island and knew that I would visit it again soon. I panned around, leaning against the side of the boat. As we left, I saw the black mass still clinging asleep to the boat. I waved at the island for some reason and, as I did, caught that lone figure in black watching us depart. He seemed lonely. I dropped my hand back down and let the wind cool me and blow through my hair. I studied that man in black and wondered about him. This was truly a mysterious place. Everyone else had now left or disappeared into the church and assorted buildings, while he remained - probably admiring the sunset, i thought.

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