Spellbinder
  
Spellbinder
Published:
2/7/2012
Format:
E-Book
Pages:
316
Size:
E-Book
ISBN:
978-1-45204-555-9
Print Type:
B/W

In the hard-hitting works of Harold Robbins, even the sacred isn’t sacred.  He takes aim at the world of religious revivalism.  They’re all over the airwaves—the televangelists—promising eternal salvation for an earthly price.  The biggest of them all simply calls himself “Preacher.”  He begins his career in the foxholes of Vietnam, with a noble goal: spread the word of peace, love, and charity.  Back home in the States, he starts “The Church,” where sex and drugs are as much a part of the culture as prayers and sacraments.

 

Preacher’s following grows as he travels throughout the country, taking the faithful.  In Texas, he meets up with a powerful billionaire who likes his style.  Before long, Preacher is the top entertainer in the televised arena of big-top, big-time religion for profit.  Somewhere deep inside Preacher, a guilty conscience burns, and he knows he must make a terrible sacrifice to expose the hypocrisy.

"Preacher!" The hoarsely whispered shout hung heavily in the shadowed humid jungle air.

There was a rustle in the underbrush that sent the birds abruptly shrieking into the trees, then silence. Preacher’s voice was low and calm. "Where are you?"

"Over here. In the hole. Hurry, Preacher. I’m hurt real bad."

A moment later, Preacher’s head and shoulders appeared over the edge of the small crater. He peered down at the wounded black soldier and nodded silently. He elbowed himself forward and tumbled clumsily into the crater, rolled over and sat up, the white band with the red cross on his arm barely visible for the mud covering it. He slipped the medical pack from his shoulders and placed it on the ground beside him. "Where are you hit, Washington?" he asked without looking up from the pack he was opening.

The soldier grabbed at his arm. "I’m gonna die, Preacher," he said in a frightened voice. "Will you hear my confession?"

"You crazy, Joe?" Preacher looked at him. "You’re not Catholic, I’m no priest."

"So what?" Joe whispered. "You’re a preacher anyway, aren’t you?"

"No, I’m not," Preacher answered. "I’m not a minister."

"But they call you Preacher," Joe insisted. "We all know you’re always carryin’ a Bible with you."

With more than 750 million copies of his books sold, Harold Robbins is the best-selling American fiction author of all time.  Born in New York in 1916, Robbins created twenty-four of the most popular novels in literary history, stories that have been translated into movies and miniseries, and into thirty-two languages worldwide.

 
 


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