After years of waiting, Savannah Graysen finally finds love and has a miracle baby on Christmas Eve.
The boy child, Noel, is a sign from the heavens that being a subservient wife and lover of Christmas has finally paid off until Noel, believed to be an abomination, ends up dead in a manger with a scripture carved on his little chest.
Savannah learns the hard way that some institutions cannot be touched, especially when they're ancient and sacred.
Even God said so Himself: Touch not mine anointed, and do my prophets no harm.
What starts as a mother seeking justice soon entangles her in a web of deceit so divided, so brainwashed, yet still so intent on its mission, that it cannot be reasoned with.
If Savannah loses everything dear, will her bravery, she never knew she had, be enough of a reward in Hell?.
| Himself | Touch not mine anointed and do my prophets no harm |
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Cryptic Quill Publishing The twelfth boy, paperback/milan sergent
