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An ancient sin. A long forgotten oath. A town with a deadly secret.

Something evil is at work in Hyde River, an isolated mining town in the mountains of the Pacific Northwest.

Under the cover of darkness, a predator strikes without warning—taking life in the most chilling and savage fashion.

The community of Hyde River watches in terror as residents suddenly vanish. Yet, the ...

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Overview

An ancient sin. A long forgotten oath. A town with a deadly secret.

Something evil is at work in Hyde River, an isolated mining town in the mountains of the Pacific Northwest.

Under the cover of darkness, a predator strikes without warning—taking life in the most chilling and savage fashion.

The community of Hyde River watches in terror as residents suddenly vanish. Yet, the more locals are pressed for information, the more they close ranks, sworn to secrecy by their forefathers’ hidden sins.

Only when Hyde River’s secrets are exposed is the true extent of the danger fully revealed. What the town discovers is something far more deadly than anything they’d imagined. Something that doesn’t just stalk its victims, but has the power to turn hearts black with decay as it slowly fills their souls with darkness.

The author of the two-million-copy bestseller This Present Darkness again draws the lines for a battle of cosmic proportions between the forces of good and evil in The Oath--now available in trade paper. A chilling murder sends wildlife biologist Steve Benson on an investigation to discover how his brother has fallen prey to an unexplainable predator.

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  • ISBN-13: 9781595541161
  • Publisher: Nelson, Thomas, Inc.
  • Publication date: 9/1/2005
  • Format: CD
  • Edition description: Abridged, 4 CDs, 280 min.
  • Edition number: 10
  • Pages: 280
  • Product dimensions: 5.60 (w) x 4.90 (h) x 0.90 (d)

Meet the Author

Frank Peretti

Frank Peretti, whose books have sold more than 12 million copies, is the author of Monster as well as the international bestsellers The Oath and This Present Darkness. The Oath (1995) has sold more than a million copies and was awarded the 1996 ECPA Gold Medallion Award for best fiction. Peretti lives with his wife Barbara in the Pacific Northwest. Visit his website at www.frankperetti.com.

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The Oath


By FRANK PERETTI

Thomas Nelson

Copyright © 2007 Frank Peretti
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-59554-119-2


Chapter One

The Killing

She ran, tree limbs and brambles scratching, grabbing, tripping, and slapping her as if they were bony hands, reaching for her out of the darkness. The mountainside dropped steeply, and she ran pell-mell, her feet unsure on pine needles and loose stones. She beat at the limbs with flailing arms, looking for the trail, falling over logs, getting up and darting to the left, then the right. A fallen limb caught her ankle, and she fell again. Where was the trail?

Blood. She reeked of it. It was hot and sticky between her fingers. It had soaked through her shirt and splattered on her khaki pants so her clothes clung to her. In her right hand she held a hunting knife in an iron grip, unaware that the tip of the blade was broken off.

She had to make it out of these hills. She knew which way she and Cliff had come and where they'd parked the camper. All she had to do was backtrack.

She was crying, praying, and babbling, "Let him go, let him go. Oh, Jesus save us ... Go away, let him go," as she groped her way along, stooping under limbs, clambering over more logs, and pushing her way through tangled thickets in the dark.

At last she found the trail, a narrow, hoof-trodden route of dirt and stone descending steeply along the hillside, switch-backing through the tall firs and pines. She followed it carefully, not wanting to get lost again.

"Oh, Jesus," she said. "Oh, Jesus, help me ..."

HAROLD BLY had no reputation for mercy and no qualms about dragging his whimpering, pleading wife out of the house, through the front yard, and into the street where he tossed her away with as much respect as he would have given a plastic bag filled with garbage. Maggie Bly tumbled to the street with a yelp, bloodying her palms and elbow on the rough asphalt. Hurt and afraid, she righted herself and sat there, a blubbery, blue-jeaned mess, her tousled blonde hair hanging over her eyes. With the back of her hand, she swept her hair aside and saw her enraged husband walking away from her, a silhouette against the porch light that formed a glaring, dancing streak through her tears.

"Harold!" she cried.

Harold Bly, a tall, barrel-chested man, turned, one foot planted on the top porch step, and deigned to look upon his wife one more time. There was no pity in his eyes. In his midforties and twenty years her senior, he was and had always been a boss man who did not take kindly to betrayals. He'd enjoyed throwing her into the middle of the street. In fact, he wished she would get up so he could do it again. "It's all over, Maggie," he said with a slight shake of his head. "It's a done deal."

Her eyes widened in terror. Gasping and whimpering, she struggled to her feet, then ran to him. "Harold, please ... don't. I'm sorry, Harold. I'm sorry."

"You think you can go two-timing on me and then just say you're sorry?" he shouted, then pushed her down the porch steps with such strength that she fell again, letting out a cry the neighbors could hear.

"Harold, please don't make me go. Please!"

"Too late, Maggie," he said with a wave of his hand as if passing sentence on her. "It's only a matter of time now, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. Now you'd better get out of here, and I mean get way out of here." He turned to go inside, then added, "I don't want you around me when it happens. Nobody does."

"But where can I go?" she cried.

"Well, you should've thought of that a lot sooner."

Across the narrow street a lace curtain was pulled ever so slightly open, and the wife of a mining company foreman watched the drama while her children watched cartoons on a satellite channel. Two doors down and opposite the Blys' large, brick home, a miner and his wife cracked open their front door and listened together.

"Harold," they could hear Maggie almost screaming, "don't leave me out here!"

He was just opening the front door, but he turned once more to stab at her with his finger. "You stay away from me, Maggie! You come near here, and I'll kill you, you hear me?"

The front door slammed, and now Maggie was alone in the dark.

I hope she doesn't come here, the foreman's wife thought and quickly let go of the lace curtain. The miner and his wife looked at each other, then closed their door quietly, hoping Maggie wouldn't hear the sound.

Maggie wiped away the tears that blurred her vision and looked around the neighborhood for any haven, any sign of welcome. Maybe she could go to the Carlsons ... No. She saw the parlor curtains of their turn-of-the-century home being drawn across the windows. The Brannons, perhaps? No. Across the street, she saw the porch light, then the living room light, of their white house blink out.

It was a clear July night, and Maggie realized that most of the neighborhood must have heard the argument. None of the neighbors would open the door to her; they wouldn't risk Harold's wrath.

Despite the warmth of the evening, Maggie felt cold, and she folded her arms close to her body. She looked down the steep hill toward the rest of the little, has-been town and felt no warmth from the tight rows of metal-roofed homes and aging businesses. The rooflines with their chimneys looked like night-blackened saw-teeth against the moonlit mountainside beyond. There was hardly a light on anywhere.

Suddenly Maggie realized she was a stranger now, and to any stranger, Hyde River could be a cold and sharp-edged place.

She wandered fearfully down the hill toward the highway that ran through town, her hand going to her heart as if feeling a deep pain. She looked behind, then ahead, then into the black sky, where stars twinkled benignly between the high mountain ridges. She stared for a long moment at the Hyde Mining Company, an immense concrete citadel just across the river, now black against the sky. In her terror-crazed imagination, the windows of the old building were eyes and the huge doors mouths, and it was sizing her up for a meal. She was sure she even saw it move. She quickened her step, looking over her shoulder, then toward the sky again, as if some unseen monster lurked there.

She came to the Hyde River Road, the narrow, two-lane highway that ran through the core of the town and meandered south through thirty miles of deep valley to the town of West Fork, and beyond that, to the outside world. Just a few blocks up the highway, the town put on its best face. There, young businesses clustered around a four-way stop. Down the highway in the opposite direction was the old part of town. It had been through a lot more winters, had hung tough through a century of booms and busts, and made no apologies for its age. Maggie hurried up the highway, toward the newer section of town, through the four-way stop and past the small businesses, the True Value Hardware and the Chevron station, Charlie's Tavern, still open, and Denning's Mercantile. Beyond these, the town was a steadily decaying parade of ramshackle homes, boarded-up storefronts, dismembered pickup trucks, and rusted mine equipment. Finally she came to the McCoys' mobile home, a windowed, metal shoebox with no wheels, perched and sagging on pier blocks and concrete-filled oil drums, the ruined roof now supplemented by heavy blue tarpaulins. Maggie could see Bertha McCoy peering out at her through her kitchen window. When their eyes met, Bertha's face quickly disappeared.

Maggie approached the toy-strewn front yard. Griz and Tony, the McCoys' two mongrels, barked at her, which set the other dogs in the neighborhood barking. A knock on the door by this time would be only a matter of courtesy; the McCoys had to know someone was there.

Maggie knocked, just a few timid taps, and Bertha called from inside, "What do you want?"

"Bertha? Bertha, it's Maggie."

"What do you want?"

Maggie hesitated, flustered. What she wanted was nothing she felt comfortable shouting through a door. "Can I talk to you a minute?"

Then came a man's voice. "Who is it?" And Bertha's voice replied, "Maggie Bly."

"What's she doing here?" the man's voice asked. Then the two voices muttered in a hushed discussion while the door remained shut.

Finally the man called, "What are you doing here, Maggie?"

"I-" She looked around with fear-widened eyes. "I can't stay out here."

"Then go home."

"I can't. Harold-" She had to say it. "-Harold kicked me out."

Elmer McCoy, once a foreman for Hyde Mining, was well acquainted with Harold Bly, and Maggie could hear it in the strained tone of his voice. "Maggie, we've got no quarrel with either one of you, and we don't want one now."

Maggie pressed closely against the door as if for protection. All around, the town lay in the cold, gray colors of night, and to her, every darkened window, every shadow, seemed to be hiding something sinister.

"Elmer, if you could just let me in for a while ..."

She could hear Bertha begging Elmer in a voice that quavered with fear. "Elmer, don't let her in here!"

"Go away, Maggie!" he yelled through the door.

"Please ..."

Elmer's voice sounded frightened as he said, "Go away, you hear me? We don't want your trouble."

She turned away, and the dogs barked at her until she was out of sight.

EVELYN BENSON stayed on the steep trail for miles, taking step after jarring, downhill step until at last the trail emptied onto the logging road she and Cliff had followed. Having made it this far, her desperation gave way to exhaustion, her knees buckled, and she sank to the ground on the side of the road, too numb with shock to weep, too emotionally spent to pray. By now the blood that soaked her clothing had mingled with sweat, and the night wind drew heat from her body until she began to shiver.

"GO AWAY!" Carlotta Nelson hissed from behind the door of the small, one-story house.

"Please, Carlotta! Let me in. I can't stay out here!" Maggie cried, standing on the front porch and clinging to the knob of the closed door.

Carlotta Nelson and Rosie Carson, semicute and not quite young anymore, were still the town's favorite ladies-and determined to stay that way.

"I can't let you in here," Carlotta replied, "not if Harold kicked you out. You ought to know that!"

"Carlotta, I'm scared!"

Carlotta, her long blonde hair pulled back in a loose braid, exchanged a worried look with Rosie, a petite, freckled redhead. Carlotta had her hand on the doorknob, not to open it, but to be sure it wouldn't turn.

Rosie was near the door only because she could hide behind Carlotta. "Well-well, we're scared too, you follow?" she shouted over Carlotta's shoulder.

"Just let me in for the night," Maggie pleaded. "I'm dead if I stay out here!"

Dead? Did she say dead? Carlotta shot a look of terror at Rosie, and Rosie shot it right back: Only a wooden door stood between them and the worst kind of trouble.

"That's your problem," Carlotta said, and now her voice was quavering. "And you can take it somewhere else, you hear? Now get out of here!"

Maggie was weeping again. "Please, let me in. I'll leave in the morning, I promise!"

Her plea was met with silence.

Finally, Maggie turned and, in a stupor of fear, drifted down the porch steps to the main sidewalk, staying close to buildings, cars, and trees, continually looking over her shoulder, toward the sky and down the highway.

HAD HE not been forced to slow down due to the poor condition of the road, the trucker would never have seen Evelyn in time. As it was, he had to brake quickly when his headlights caught her, lying like a bloody corpse on the road.

He brought his logging rig to a grinding, growling halt about ten feet away from the prone body. As he eased himself down from the cab, the trucker could already feel himself starting to shake. It was dark, he was alone, and there could be more to this situation than he could see in his headlights. He approached the motionless body warily, expecting the worst: a hunting accident or a bear attack; maybe a raped, mutilated body dumped by some pervert. He glanced over his shoulder. What if the attacker was still in the area?

"Hello?" he called tentatively.

Evelyn stirred and moaned into the ground. The trucker quickened his step. Reaching her, he stooped down and gently turned her over. She was limp, her eyes closed, her face waxen. He cradled her head and felt her neck. Her pulse was strong, her breathing normal.

"Ma'am, can you hear me?"

She awoke with a start.

Evelyn was not aware of who she was, where she was, or who was holding her. All that registered in her mind were the truck's imposing grill, the rumbling diesel engine, and especially, the glaring headlights-they looked like eyes to her.

With a terrible shriek, she broke free from the trucker and leapt to her feet, staggering with exhaustion, stained with blood, her right hand wielding her knife, the broken blade flashing in the headlights. The trucker, fearful for his own safety, scrambled away from her, away from that blade. Stunned, he stood in the road watching the woman as, with crazed eyes and a cougarlike scream, she assaulted his truck with the knife, shrieking, kicking, lashing at the big machine, the blade clanging over the grill. Then realizing that she was going to hurt herself, the trucker leapt forward and grabbed her, pulling her away from the truck. She kicked and screamed and almost sliced his ear off.

VIC MOORE, tall, bearded, and burly, didn't need any trouble either. Finding work in Hyde Valley wasn't easy these days, especially for a contractor. Well, he'd managed to keep food on the table, which said something for his strength and cleverness. He'd also managed to stay married to the same woman for going on six years, which in itself was quite an accomplishment-and said something for Carlotta Nelson's ability to keep a secret. So things were going fine, thank you, and could only get better from here.

At least, that was what he thought until that night.

He was just getting ready for bed, standing barechested in front of the bathroom sink, when he noticed what looked like a rash or some broken blood vessels directly over his heart. He leaned toward the mirror, trying to get a better angle to study the strange mark. It seemed to have a lacy, veinlike pattern to it and covered an area over his breastbone an inch or so wide and a little longer than the width of his hand. What in the world was this? he wondered.

From somewhere deep in his memory, an answer surfaced, and the heart just beneath that mark began to pound faster. Vic grabbed the edge of the sink to steady himself. His head began to swim as reason and logic fought against fear and denial. This mark, this blemish, couldn't be what he thought it might be. He didn't believe all that stuff he'd heard since he was a kid. No, he'd just pulled a muscle or something; broken a couple of blood vessels swinging a hammer or lifting a radial arm saw. He'd been working hard lately.

A loud knock at the front door made him jump. There was a moment of silence, followed by desperate pounding. Dottie, his wife, was in the shower, and he knew she couldn't hear the knocking. Vic cursed the bad timing. Who in the world-?

He had to cover himself. He couldn't let anyone see-Oh come on, he told himself, just put your shirt on. It's no big deal.

He put on his shirt, which was hanging on a hook on the back of the bathroom door. For good measure, he grabbed his robe, too.

The pounding continued, and as Vic crossed his living room toward the front door, tying his robe as he went, he could hear a voice. "Hello! Hello, please, somebody!"

Uh-oh. It sounded like Maggie Bly.

He swung the door open. Maggie almost knocked him over as she pushed her way inside and held him, practically climbed him in terror.

"Vic, let me in, let me in!"

Vic was startled, then angry. "Maggie, what're you doing? What is this?"

She held on to him, her eyes fixed on the front door as if something had chased her inside. Her words tumbled out like those of a frightened child. "Vic, you gotta let me stay here, I won't be any trouble, let me stay here, please, I can't go out there!"

(Continues...)



Excerpted from The Oath by FRANK PERETTI Copyright © 2007 by Frank Peretti. Excerpted by permission.
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  • Posted April 19, 2010

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    A 12-Year-Old Mental Image!

    I was introduced to this book when I was 11, and it made a huge first impression on me. It was a book on tape (the one read by Joseph Campanella who's voice can be spooky sometimes.) My family and I were on vacation and the book scared me! Actually, it still scares me. Frank Peretti is very good at making your skin crawl, but he doesn't write just to make you scared. He has points that he wants to get across that are artfully done. And they're done in such a way that one of his mental pictures has stuck in my head for the past 12 years, since I first heard it.

    (This may be a spoiler if you haven't read it yet!!!) The whole deal with the black ooze has stuck with me, believe it or not. Over the years, I know I've felt like those people who had black slime oozing all over themselves, yet they didn't know or care. And whenever I feel like I "don't care" about anything, I always think of Steve Benson, slapping his chest to make that spot hurt so that he'll care. Because, really, we're ALL human (and if you're not, I'd like to meet you!) and we all mess up and make mistakes and do things we know we shouldn't. And God knows that too. God sees that. But what He cares about most is our hearts, and as long as we care about what we're doing, and we care about Him, well, I think that makes Him glad.

    I woke up today actually, and even though it's been a few years since I last read this book, I woke up today feeling like I just don't care about anything and with a "yes I know I haven't been acting very much like Jesus lately" sigh. And again, that image of Steve making himself care came to my head. Yes I have been acting very, well, not nice, lately. But the fact that I don't care is what concerns me. So I had/have to get my butt in gear every time I feel that way and work my way out of it.

    And, this may not be a book review in that I've talked about what's in the book, but the way it's impacted me should count for something. This is a book that does have all the elements (love, action, danger, suspense) mixed with a good plot and a skilled writer who really believes what he's writing. One of my all time favorites! But, you know, my mom read it and heard the book on tape too, and it didn't do anything for her, other than be entertaining. So this may just be me :)

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 20, 2002

    amazing masterpiece

    Frank is an amazing writer, the Oath is one of his best works. He portrays how sin can emcompass ones life in an amazing way. I couldn't put the book down and since i read it for the first time, I keep rereading it hoping to get even more spiritual messages. Everyone NEEDS to read this book.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 15, 2011

    Highly Recommend Frank Peretti's Books!!

    I can't wait to read this book since I read "The Darkness, Piercing Of the Darkness, The House" from Frank Peretti. These are books once you open the pages you can't put it down. Love the author great writer.
    Defently these books are more for adults then teens.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 5, 2006

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    To be honest, it was so hard for me not to give this book five stars. But, to avoid being biased, I felt that four stars would be appropriate. 'The Oath' was indeed a good novel but I didn't feel as inspired or captivated in the novel like I did in 'Piercing the Darkness' and 'This Present Darkness'. That was one of the reasons I felt it would have been biased giving this novel five stars. Now, to the more credentials of this book. 'The Oath' had wonderful, realistic characterization that a reader could almost feel that he was the character or could somehow relate to him. That is Perreti's strongpoint. The only problem was that in one point in the book, I felt that Steve Benson was a maniac to even think about going to Charlie's Tavern to talk with Harold Bly when he should have known that Harold's over-protective henchmen would be closeby. I wish that there could have been a way for me to mentally tell Steve to not do it (thus forcing the point that I could relate to him). Perreti also has an astounding way of descripting. One description I particularly liked was something like this, 'The sky rippled as if there was a rat moving underneath it.' Though that is not word-for-word, but you get the point. The book's summary and diction was convincing and Perreti had a very good way of almost parabolically setting the mood of sin as if it were a black ooze that streamed from the heart. He interviewed with someone saying, 'Sin is black and oozes from our hearts it smells, it hurts, and someday it will come to get it's pay,' at this he meant that the dragon was the reaper of sinners. A very strong point. That's what I love about Christian novels. Usually they have a message behind the book, and in this case, 'The Oath' had a wonderful message. It is a testimony that admonishes sin, patronizes the One True God and makes you feel that you're glad you're on the good side. I applaud Perreti for this outstanding novel and I hope that the message would be subtleless and easily percieved to other readers. Thank you and grow strong in your faiths. Follow Jesus. Trust God.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 8, 2012

    My Favorite Book of All Time!!!

    I read this several years ago and still think about it. The story was scary to me and I would not read it at night, but couldn't wait to pick it back up the next day! The story itself is great but the greater meaning behind it hits everybody where they are, right now. I have friends who swap books all the time, and who don't usually read Christian novels. They all Loved the book and were surprised that I read it since it was quite scary at times. This book changed forever my view of sin and the way it 'wiggles' into our lives only to invade it and destroy it. But it's not a 'preachy' book. The story is full of love and compassion in the midst of evil. Your heart will hurt for the ones who get caught up and lost in the deception. About to read Illusion. I am hoping it will become my second favorite book as First Place is already taken!!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 2, 2011

    Very enjoyable

    The Oath has just enough suspence and mystery, plus leaves the reader with a good lesson on life. This one may have a small bit of gore, but not to the extent of other books I have read. I recommend this and other Peretti books to any reader ages teen and up.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2011

    Excellent Read!!!

    I could not put it down! Keeps you reading because you wonder how some of the characters fit into the overall plot.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 14, 1999

    hard to follow

    being a frank peretti fan, i found this book hard to follow. this is a very complex book and takes you from one situation to another without letting you get a grasp of what is really going to happen.

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  • Posted February 6, 2013

    To tell the truth, the first time I read this book, I had no ide

    To tell the truth, the first time I read this book, I had no idea that it was a Christian thriller. True, there were some messages in the book, but I thought it was normal. So, to find out now that what I read was actually a Christian novel... well, it would be an understatement to say it shocks me. I almost want to read it again to see if it is true. I loved the book overall, though, and I hope to get the chance to read it again. I don't enjoy many Christian novels, but this is definitely on the top of my list.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 31, 2010

    Dragged on

    It was a good enough book but like a previous posted said, it could have ended at one point but it went on...and on. Some of the middle could have been cut out and it would have been better for it. I did enjoy the story line though.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 7, 2010

    Amazing Read

    This is a riveting read full of incredible symbalism and a gripping story

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  • Posted April 9, 2010

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    My Favorite Book 3 Chapters In!

    This book was the best written book I have ever read! Not only is Frank Peretti's writing style phenomenal, but the plot, spiritual points, and overall applicable nature to everybody's lives.

    In this book, Peretti takes sin, something that we all partake in and struggle with, and shows you how it manifests itself in a very unique way. I have never understood this process and what it does to you spiritually as well as I did while reading this book!

    This book really hit me where I was, just having come out of a situation that I never thought I would find myself in. I did a lot of thinking and analyzing after this situation and then read this book as suggested by a new friend. This book outlined everything that I had gone through, from start to finish. The characters in the book didn't necessarily commit the same acts as I had, but that's what is so amazing about Peretti's writing style. His writing reflects the hearts of us all. Even though these characters came from different walks of life as the reader (me, in this case), I still related to them 100% and even cried at one point in the book because it touched my heart in a way that a book never has.

    This was my first Frank Peretti book and I have since read 3 more and am currently finishing up my 4th! I swear by this book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 14, 2009

    OUTSTANDING!!!!

    An outstanding THRILLING book!!! I couldn't put it down for anything.

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  • Posted December 13, 2009

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    Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhmazing

    Dont know what but I couldnt put this book down. Frank Peretti did a great job writing this and other books. Definitly a book that I will keep and let my friends read and enjoy. Some of his other books arent as great as The Oath but they are definitly better than some of the other books I have read. Frank Peretti and Clive Cussler both do a great job at writing.

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  • Posted February 9, 2009

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    Amazing Book

    A friend of mine gave me the book. Once I started to read it, I could not put it down. The suspense in parts was so amazing. I read it about 4 more times after that because I loved it. If you are one that likes suspense, you will love this book!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 22, 2008

    All the elements I like best

    Many of Peretti's fans dislike the idea of introducing something as fantastical as a dragon into a story, but quite frankly I absolutely loved it. The story was engaging from the first, although it did have its dragging points. Peretti also did a good job of portraying sin not so much as breaking rules but as a cancer that consumes. And, of course, an evil dragon, in my opinion, always makes a story better. Great for light reading.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 29, 2008

    I couldn't put it down......

    I picked this up to read while waiting to get my taxes done at our local library. I was absolutely enthralled with it and couldn't put it down. I finished it that day! Interesting, fast moving and easy to read it's great for those lazy Sunday afternoons. Also goes great with cappucino!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 17, 2008

    So far...so good :)

    im still in the process of reading this book and i have to admit, it has capture my attention i see by the reviews that this book is well recommend it so i would keep on reading and when im done i would give my opinion of the book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2008

    Amazing

    The book completely draws you in from the start, and never lets you go. I loved it and strongly recomend everyone to read this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 20, 2007

    Awesome! Great message!!!

    I just finished this book earlier tonight, and it's now my second favorite from Frank Peretti! The Oath is a very thought provoking book that kept me up for several nights in a row. I loved the twist, and laughed at the incredible message Frank gives us with this book. Please, this book may have its boring parts, but the explosive ending makes up for them. Any true fan of Christian fiction should agree with me. Enjoy reading this extraordinary novel as I did!

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