Welcome to the world of Peter Crossman, Knight Templar Extraordinare. He's a man with a mission…and his boss is literally out of this world.
Despite what is known as gospel truth, the order of the Knight Templars never really went out of business. These warriors of God still walk among us, battling evil to keep Adam's children safe…as they have been doing for millennia.
Peter Crossman is a priest and a man of many talents, performing last rites with one hand and handling a flamethrower in the other. He walks with faith at his side and with his colleague, the dangerously sexy Sister Mary Magdalene of the Special Action Executive Branch of the Poor Clares. Peter is faced with a crisis of biblical proportions when a search for some missing UN peacekeepers goes horribly wrong. A very unholy object is found and may open a portal to damnation.
Fortunately, demonic magic isn't the only source of Power in the world. And Peter's got a direct line to the biggest guns in the universe.
Smart, funny, and sexy, The Apocalypse Door is a rollicking caper with a touch of the sacred.
|Publisher:||Tom Doherty Associates|
|Edition description:||First Edition|
|Product dimensions:||5.40(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.70(d)|
About the Author
The Apocalypse Door is the first in the Peter Crossman series. J. D. MacDonald is a Mythopoeic Fantasy Award winner who, with his wife Debra Doyle, has penned the much acclaimed Mageworlds series. He resides in New Hampshire.
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Excerpt from The Apocalypse Door:
The Blue Dolphin was a waterfront dive on the Hudson side of Manhattan. The lights were low, the vinyl on the seats was cracked, and the air was thick with the odors of sweat, cigarettes, and sin. I’d reported in by phone to the local chapter as soon as I was clear of Newark. The phone call had been four hours ago and every bone in my body kept screaming, “The OP is Blown, Get Out,” but there are times when you have to ignore screaming bones. I mentally gave my contact fifteen more minutes and turned my attention back to observing the degradation of my fellow man.
I half-heard, half-felt someone approaching on my right. I still had my attention split three ways between what I hoped was a waitress, the stage, and the door—mostly the door—when she came up and bent over to murmur a few words in my ear. Her breath was warm, her lips moving close beside my ear. She was all but nibbling my earlobe.
“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been two days since my last confession.”
My cover was blown. She knew what I was, even if she didn’t exactly know who. And she knew exactly how to get to me. I couldn’t refuse her the sacrament, not without risking my own damnation. I had no choice but to ask her, “What is your confession, my daughter?”
“I’ve come here to kill you.”
Copyright J.D. Macdonald
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This book was a lot of fun and I really enjoyed it. It is rather hard to describe. It's a theological thriller - the Knights Templar went underground in the Middle Ages, but they're still around, fighting evil by fighting hard. Peter Crossman, Knight of the Cross, takes on demonic forces, armed with a gun, a new partner, a nun/assassin, and a pure heart. What's not to love?I know the theology well, and enjoyed that aspect. As I non-Catholic, I know that I missed a lot of the in-jokes. (Yes, there are in-jokes. This is a funny theological thriller.) However, the plot was sharp and the writing was good and the mystery made sense at the end.Recommended
Contrary to the popular belief of history, King Philip the Fair failed to dissolve the Knights of the Templar. The religious sect survived and continued, albeit with less publicity, to fight evil. The mission whether it is in Canada or Newark remains the same today as that of the fourteenth century. The warrior monks protect holy places, travelers, and relics from malevolent beings. Peter Crossman, one of the inner thirty-three Templar priests receives the task of training the new Knight Simon while they break and enter into a Newark warehouse linked to the kidnapping in Jerusalem of UN peacekeepers. The case turns weird when mushrooms flinch at the sign of the cross, and Peter and his partners traverse the mighty Hudson several times in pursuit of an idol that in the wrong hands could begin the Apocalypse now. His team also competes with the Teutonic Knights, the CIA, and a few free lancers seeking the same icon. Using paradox, puns, and parody, James B. Macdonald provides a powerful satire that seemingly jabs ¿modern¿ institutions to include the CIA, history books, Hemingway, the Rosetta Stone like Revelation interpreters, and several other targets. The novel never takes itself seriously, but ironically provides a fully developed lead protagonist who serves as the needed center to the delightful story line. THE APOCALYPSE DOOR is one of the juiciest satires to come along in years as the plot swiftly disses many of society¿s untouchable giants. Harriet Klausner