Rebellious

By Jessica Fulcher

Jealousy Brewing
Treachery Ensuing
War Exploding

Jealousy and pride ignite in Lucifers heart. He declares war on his creator, King Elohim, a war that will rip apart Heaven and spill onto the new Earth. Its up to Lucifers brother, Michael, High General of Elohims Angelic Army, to stop him. But can he? Lucifers treachery knows no bounds.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Apr 21, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524688301

Jessica Fulcher

Jessica Fulcher is a new and upcoming author with an affinity for fiction. Her feistiness and zest for life spills over into her writing. She lives in Kentucky with her husband, children, and their menagerie of odd animals.

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Published by AuthorHouse 04/20/2017

ISBN: 978-1-5246-8831-8 (sc)

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Contents

Preface

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

I dedicate this book to my precious children, remember,

Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall. Proverbs 16:18 (NIV)

PREFACE

Cristin quickly approached the Throne Room. His sandals barely made a sound on the warm golden floor. Up ahead loomed the massive entryway to the Holy Throne Room of the Most High. An enormous door guarded the entrance. The looming door stood thirty feet in height. It was carved from a single mother of pearl. Intricate patterns of inlaid jade, emeralds and other precious stones embellished it. As Cristin drew closer, the carving in the center came into view. In bold words read:

Elohim,

The True Name of the Living King

Master of the Heavens

Creator of the New Earth

A huge, illuminated being waited for him before the door, his name Michael, High General of Elohim’s Army. A robe of fire covered his chiseled frame. His massive hand rested on a gleaming blue sword. It hung from a garnet encrusted belt that lightly hugged his waist. Michael’s very presence exhumed power and strength.

Michael’s golden eyes shone in the shadows of the great door. What news do you bring, Cristin? His deep voice echoed off the golden walls of the entryway.

At least one-third of the Angelic Host has joined Lucifer.

I feared as much. Michael nodded his head.

They gather on the northern side of the Heavenly Kingdom.

Michael sighed. Concern plagued his handsome face. He had first noticed a disturbing change in Lucifer’s demeanor two weeks prior. It happened when King Elohim announced that his newest and last creation would be made in his own image and likeness. He would call this creation Man. Man would be given the choice to love, honor, obey and commune with the Most High himself.

CHAPTER

1

The King’s robe of white light shifted, revealing his copper-toned ankles. King Elohim bent down in the fresh dirt. His skin shone bright, like bronze blazing in a crucible. No earthly eyes could stand to focus long on his illuminated form. Only his Angelic helpers seemed unaffected by his brilliance. The fascinated Angels congregated around the skies, silently observing their Maker skillfully fashion his newest creation.

King Elohim slowly drove his hands down into the rich earth. The red clay crumbled beneath his fingers as he gently kneaded the ground. When happy with the consistency, he began to lovingly form a new type of being. With his bare hands the Maker expertly compacted the clay into hard bones. He arranged them in a precise order to form a framework, a skeleton. He took great care molding the odd shaped organs. Each unique organ was purposed with a specific function. The King gingerly placed the organs between and under the bony structures that would house and protect them.

Elohim sat up straight, planning his next move. He touched his dirty fingers to his chin. The clay incinerated upon contact with his searing skin and let off a minute tendril of smoke. He dove forward once more, piling a heap of loose dirt over the clay skeleton. He patted the dirt into a hard lump. Carefully, he traced an outline of a body onto the mound with his right index finger. It served as a crude schematic. He tediously cut away the excess dirt from his etched lines. So absorbed with his project, the Creator’s intent eyes never left his work. Elohim’s breath quickened and the Angels held theirs.

He smoothed the dense edges and sculpted two arms, two legs, and a torso. He spent extra time designing the intricate hands and feet. When finished with those he moved on and shaped an oval above the neck, a head. The Creator carefully constructed two ears to hear, two eyes to see, a handsome mouth to speak and eat with and a straight-bridged nose to smell and breathe with. These senses would be important tools to help the being survive on Earth.

The Maker added clay to the top of the head and fashioned it into wavy hair, short around the ears and neck, but longer on top. The hair would aid in keeping its head warm and protected. The Sculptor stroked the clay being’s cheek and rose to his feet. He meticulously inspected his work, making a few tweaks here and there. The being was perfect in form, completely symmetrical. Satisfied, Elohim put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath in. The smell of fresh dirt filled his nostrils. The sweet aroma brought a smile to his kind face. The King loved this smell. His eyes blazed with red fire and he focused them on the Angelic Host filling the skies. The Host continued to stare silently at him, eagerly awaiting his next move.

Elohim kneeled down once again, bringing his face close to the statue’s face. He gently blew over his creation’s mouth and nose. The cold brown form changed into a warm olive-skinned being. The spectating Angels let out shouts of praise. Excitement filled the atmosphere. As Man took his first independent breath and opened his crystal blue eyes, every Angel came down on bended knee to worship Elohim, well, all but Lucifer that is. Michael seemed to be the only one to notice Lucifer’s act of rebellion and would never forget what he saw in his brother’s eyes that day, for it was the first time he had ever seen the seed of jealousy take root and ignite.

Taking his living statue by the hand, Elohim lifted Man to his feet. In the most deeply rich and melodious voice, the Most High announced, This is Adam, to him I give charge to rule over this land called Earth and all that live in it! I have given him life and to his life, value. I have designed a destiny far greater than that of any other creature.

A barely audible moan caught Michael’s attention. It came from his right. There stood Lucifer, his black eyes squinted and his arms folded tightly over his chest. He appeared angry. The serious Angel stared menacingly at the King. Confusion tugged at the corners of the General’s mind, certainly this occasion called for brevity and not such somberness.

Now I will finish creating this exotic Garden for Adam to live in, announced Elohim.

Michael peeled his eyes away from Lucifer and focused on the radiant King. Elohim removed two miniature trees out of his robe of light, each one the size of his small finger. He placed these two trees in the center of his verdant paradise.

He leaned down and whispered a song to them. The Angels couldn’t make out the words but cheered when the trees began to quiver and respond to the Creator’s voice. The roots grew and grabbed into the earth. The trunks and limbs multiplied in size. Their branches reached high into the sky. Adam noticed that each tree sprouted leaves and fruit unique to itself.

The Tree of Life’s strong boughs reached out and up. They were covered in bright green leaves, which shimmered with iridescence as they caught the light radiating from the King. The pear-like fruit clusters adorning the tree resembled a rainbow, each individual fruit a different hue. Oh, how the King loved color.

Inside each fruit, lived the organic property that could heal the body and sustain Human life forever.

Adam, this fruit from the Tree of Life is to be your main food source. It will allow you to live for eternity in communion and friendship with me, your King.

Adam nodded his head in understanding. His gaze shifted to the tallest of the divine trees, the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. It towered over the Garden and shimmered in the daylight, its bark made of glittering gold. Its golden branches swept over the sturdy trunk like a weeping willow and brushed the Garden floor. Its long, silver, feather-like leaves swayed in the breeze.

Michael