Ronnie L. Seals

Sparrow Falls (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

BOOK FOUR OF The Blue Mountain Series
1920
Boone Moss returns home to Blue Mountain after twenty years of self-imposed exile, his mind and body shattered by the Great War, the war that would end all war. Once home, he become embroiled in the miner's struggle to unionize, and the hatred of a corrupt county sheriff.

Abraham Branson is a young man torn between heaven and hell, between the bottle and him immortal soul. When the woman he loves marries another it throws him into a tailspin that threatens to destroy him and all that he lover.

Deputy Franklin Parks, at twenty years of age he is given the reins of power in a town totally corrupted by miner owners and bootleggers. He will have to deal with striking miners, a homicidal security guard, and the brutal murder of the mine owners beautiful daughter.

While everyone is fighting each other, Sister Guyla Lott fights for the souls of all who would seek salvation.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Ronnie L. Seals
• Erscheinungstermin: 29. September 2016
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781370857388
• Artikelnr.: 52385507

Autorenporträt

I was born and Raised in Michigan, the son of a Kentucky coal miner. Like thousands of others, my parents were forced to move from their home in the mountains when the coal mines modernized. Every long weekend or vacation found us on the long journey from the flatlands of southern Michigan to the mountains of Kentucky, My summers were spent in Harlan and Bell County, running around with my cousins and picking green beans in my grandmother garden. This is the root of my fascination and love of the south.
I would like to believe that my writing style was inspired by Steinbeck and Hemmingway. But the pulp detective novels of Mickey Spillane and Edward S. Aarons, which I devoured at much too young an age, probably had more to do with who I am as a writer.