Then There Were Giants
"Nicky makes the familiar feel unfamiliar, and she does this by deftly fusing the miraculous and the mundane. This kind of subtle storytelling could well see a revival of biblical fiction."
-Mark Stibbe, Author of 'A Book in Time' (winner of the 2020 Page Turner Award for Fiction Writing)
Summary
Sentenced to forty years of wandering around the wilderness because of their stubbornness and rebellion, the newly born nation of Israel must now battle the elements, learn how to survive life in the desert, and see their families torn apart by conflict.
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Journey with Joshua; witness the brutality of warfare and the agonising pain of death and loss, alongside heart-warming moments of joyful celebration as he prepares to take on the mantle of leading this mighty nation, while facing his own fears and battling his greatest adversaries yet… giants!
Inside Then There Were Giants...
“The hairs on the back of my neck bristled. My heart started pounding, my body trembled. A shiver ran down my spine; something was behind me. Everything in me screamed, ‘Don’t turn around!’
I did.
Crouching low, I swivelled in slow motion and saw what looked like two tree trunks. The tree trunks moved. Not tree trunks – legs! I stared at them with morbid fascination, tracing the sinewy contours of calf muscles. Gazing upward, my eyes lit upon the flawless features of a being so arresting, he took my breath away. He was uncommonly tall and his robe, tied with a long leather cord, did little to mask his powerful, athletic build. Every part of his anatomy, from the broad set of his shoulders to his sculpted facial features, was perfect.
I felt mesmerised, powerless, drawn to his terrible beauty. Fighting the urge to bow down in homage, I wondered who he was. A messenger from Yahweh? His great stature and formidable physique were like the celestial messengers I had encountered before, but my instincts told me this creature had not come from Yahweh. He exuded a coldness, a sense of suppressed malevolence, as he studied me with disdain from his lofty heights. The lift of his head was arrogant and aloof, as if he knew how magnificent a specimen he was.
Then he smiled.”
What people are saying...
"After finishing 'Into the Wilderness' I had to read 'Then There Were Giants' immediately.
I found it emotive and exceptionally beautiful, transported back into time, I felt I was part of this story."
K Leeson
"Nicky is such a good storyteller, you really feel like you are there with Joshua. So much thought has gone into the character building of this fictional story... we're excited for the conclusion to this trilogy!"
Mr S
"This story...wow! Utterly fascinating reading about what their lives would have been like. If you enjoy historical fiction, then this is truly a fantastic book and one for you! Highly recommend to all. Five stars!"
Thelarlbookworm
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Explore the other novels in this series.
Begin Joshua's journey with Into The Wilderness as he steps into the role of Moses’ manservant and battles the forces of darkness.
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Complete the trilogy with The Shinning Men wherein Joshua's courage, humility and devotion are tested to the limit. In this final instalment, Joshua's greatest adversary isn't a giant or famed warrior but the turmoil of his own heart.
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The conclusion of Joshua’s epic journey will be released in 2024. Until then, here’s a sneak preview of the final instalment in this trilogy.
Inside the final book in the Wilderness trilogy...
“The hairs on my arms stood up, and my legs started to shake. I turned around slowly, putting my hand up to shield my eyes from the glare of the sun, which was nearly at its peak. Although I couldn’t see clearly, I could just make out the vague outline of a Man standing a few metres away, watching me. The Man was tall in stature, well built, and He held a long sword that glinted in the sunlight. Instinctively, my hands went to pull my sword out of its scabbard but, to my dismay, I realised I had been so consumed with thoughts of the ludicrous plan to take Jericho that I had not buckled my sword belt on before coming out.
I was utterly defenceless.
My heart rate increased as I weighed my options. Should I run? No, the Man was so tall, he would in all likelihood outrun me in no time at all. Should I look for rocks to throw? Not enough time. The Man was only a few feet away – by the time I was able to pick some up, He would be upon me. I would certainly not be able to wrestle Him to the ground, that much was certain.
My military training told me to stand my ground and not run, so I stood, my heart in my throat, ready to move at any moment. I stared at Him from behind the cover of my hand, but couldn’t see His facial features because of the glare of the sun, so I couldn’t read His expression.
The weight of silence continued. ‘Who are you?’ I thought to myself. ‘Why don’t you move, or say something?’
Still the Man stood.
He didn’t attack and He didn’t retreat. He just stood, watching me.
‘Is he a spy from Jericho?’ I wondered. ‘Or an assassin hired to kill me?’
Still the Man stood.
Finally, I could bear it no longer. ‘Are you for us or our adversaries?’ I shouted.
The Man didn’t respond immediately but, when He did, my knees went weak and I found myself bowed low on the ground, without even knowing how I had got there.
‘No,’ the Man said. ‘As Commander of the army of the Lord I have now come.’”