Twisted Faith

By Elizabeth St. John

Purify Me
Wash Me
Purge Me
Repent and be delivered in His name. You will be forgiven of sin and you shall receive the gift of life.

In a small Appalachian community, people lived and breathed the gospel. Even testing fate to prove their devotion to Him with life threatening practices.

A solar eclipse changed the life of one of the nonbelievers. Ann is forced to bring forth a blessing. He is to be reborn.

Let the cleansing begin.
For everyone is born a sinner.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elizabeth St.John
• Release date: Apr 17, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201710743

Elizabeth St. John

This International Bestselling author began writing her first book in 2011. Though paranormal romance was the beginning of her journey, her true passion lies in horror and thriller based stories. Elizabeth's unique ability for storytelling has expanded to script writing, producing two screenplays. Over time, readers have described her style as twisted, intriguing, suspenseful, and captivating.

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EBOOK EDITION 2021

Title: Twisted Faith

AUTHOR

Elizabeth St.John

COVER DESIGN

Ritzendollar Design

COVER IMAGE

Lario Tus @ depositphoto – curtesy of Shirley Williamson

***READERS BEWARE***

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This book is graphic and contains certain triggers. If you are prone or sensitive to them, this is NOT the book for you.

Read at your own risk.

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ANN

The second her right foot touched the bottom step of the back porch; her father struck her left cheek. Ann stumbled and fell into the dirt. Her ears rang and her vision blurred. Her lip had split against her teeth and blood caked her bitten tongue. The familiar sound of his belt buckle jingled above her kept her on edge. He snatched the young woman up and dragged her inside. She landed stomach first onto the small kitchen table. Ann didn’t dare move as he lifted the skirt of her dress.

I told you not to leave this property.

I’m sorry, she whispered, not feeling an ounce of regret. It had been too hot and she needed to cool off. The swim in her favorite spot had been entirely worth the repercussions to come.

Pray, girl! Pray for forgiveness for your disobedience, he instructed with the first strike, branding her back. The sting was nothing anymore. Ann had been lashed so much, the nerves in her back were severed, the skin callused. She only ever felt pain when her skin split. The whipping stopped but his aggressive hands gripped her damp panties and ripped them down. There was no room for modesty. The fabric stuck to her skin, making it even harder to accomplish. Her father growled in frustration and then began beating her even harder. That sort of treatment was what Ann had grown accustomed to. It was normal for her to receive a weekly beating for something minor. Russell Collins took joy in dishing it out on his only child.

Ann wasn’t sure why she had been born to such a disturbed man. It was possible her mother had endured the same treatment. Russell’s anger was inexplainable. With his next strike, Ann felt the sting of the leather belt against her naked rear. Her face pinched and she tried not to cry. I. Said. Pray!

Lord God, she choked, trying to breathe. please forgive me. I’m only a foolish girl. Please, forgive me, Lord, she mumbled between hits, feeling no repentance. She hated her father for what he was doing to her. The prayer came out but the one she thought, she kept to herself. Ann prayed Russell Collins would die. In her heart, she believed he deserved it.

The lashing stopped. Good girl. You may face me now. Ann did what she was told. He happily took his daughter’s hands into his and kissed her knuckles. There was nothing within her. She was dead inside.

You are daddy’s perfect girl and God will bless you, he cooed with a stomach-churning smile.

Ann’s mother died on the day of her birth. She had no