It has been nearly two years since the day of the mass disappearances. In one cataclysmic instant, millions all over the globe simply vanished, leaving everything but flesh and bone behind. Global war has erupted, and the Tribulation Force sets a suicidal course that places them in direct opposition to the rise of Antichrist. A repackage of the third book in the New York Times best-selling Left Behind series.
About the Author
A prominent pastor, Tim LaHaye (1926-2016) was a New York Times bestselling author of more than 70 books, many on biblical prophecy and end-times. He coauthored the record-shattering Left Behind series (with Jerry B. Jenkins) and is considered one of America’s foremost authorities on biblical end-times prophecy. LaHaye earned a Doctor of Ministry degree from Western Theological Seminary and a Doctor of Literature degree from Liberty University.
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It was the worst of times; it was the worst of times.
Rayford Steele's knees ached as he sat behind the wheel of the rented Lincoln. He had dropped to the pavement at the crushing realization of his pastor's death. The physical pain, though it would stay with him for days, would prove minor compared to the mental anguish of having yet again lost one of the dearest people in his life.
Rayford felt Amanda's eyes on him. She laid one comforting hand on his thigh. In the backseat his daughter, Chloe, and her husband, Buck, each had a hand on his shoulder.
What now? Rayford wondered, What do we do without Bruce? Where do we go?
The Emergency Broadcast System station droned on with the news of chaos, devastation, terror, and destruction throughout the world. Unable to speak over the lump in his throat, Rayford busied himself maneuvering his way through the incongruous traffic jams. Why were people out? What did they expect to see? Weren't they afraid of more bombs, or fallout?
"I need to get to the Chicago bureau office," Buck said.
"You can use the car after we get to the church," Rayford managed. "I need to get the word out about Bruce."
Global Community peacekeeping forces supervised local police and emergency relief personnel directing traffic and trying to get people to return to their homes. Rayford relied on his many years in the Chicago area to use back roads and side streets to get around the major thoroughfares, which were hopelessly clogged.
Rayford wondered if he should have taken Buck up on his offer to drive. But Rayford had not wanted to appear weak. He shook his head. There's no limit to the pilot's ego! He felt as if he could curl into a ball and cry himself to sleep.
Nearly two years since the vanishing of his wife and son, along with millions of others, Rayford no longer harbored illusions about his life in the twilight of history. He had been devastated. He lived With deep pain and regret. This was so hard....
Rayford knew his life could be even worse. Suppose he had not become a believer in Christ and was still lost forever. Suppose he had not found a new love and was alone. Suppose Chloe had also vanished. Or he had never met Buck. There was much to be grateful for. Were it not for the physical touch of the other three in that car, Rayford wondered if he would have had the will to go on.
He could hardly imagine not having come to know and love Bruce Barnes. He had learned more and been enlightened and inspired more by Bruce than anyone else he'd ever met. And it wasn't just Bruce's knowledge and teaching that made the difference. It was his passion. Here was a man who immediately and clearly saw that he had missed the greatest truth ever communicated to mankind, and he was not about to repeat the mistake.
"Daddy, those two guards by the overpass seem to be waving at you," Chloe said.
"I'm trying to ignore them," Rayford said. "All these nobodies-trying-to-be-somebodies think they have a better idea about where the traffic should go. If we listen to them, we'll be here for hours. I just want to get to the church."
"He's hollering at you with a bullhorn," Amanda said, and she lowered her window a few inches.
"You in the white Lincoln!" came the booming voice. Rayford quickly turned off the radio. "Are you Rayford Steele?"
"How would they know that?" Buck said.
"Is there any limit to the Global Community intelligence network?" Rayford said, disgusted.
"If you're Rayford Steele," came the voice again, "please pull your vehicle to the shoulder!"
Rayford considered ignoring even that but thought better of it. There would be no outrunning these people if they knew who he was. But how did they know?
He pulled over.
Buck Williams pulled his hand from Rayford's shoulder and craned his neck to see two uniformed soldiers scampering down the embankment. He had no idea how Global Community forces had tracked down Rayford, but one thing was certain: it would not be good for Buck to be discovered with Carpathia's pilot.
"Ray," he said quickly, "I've got one set of phony IDs in the name of Herb Katz. Tell 'em I'm a pilot friend of yours or something."
"OK," Rayford said, "but my guess is they'll be deferential to me. Obviously, Nicolae is merely trying to reconnect with me."
Buck hoped Rayford was right. It made sense that Carpathia would want to make sure his pilot was all right and could somehow get him back to New Babylon. The two uniforms now stood behind the Lincoln, one speaking into a walkie-talkie, the other on a cell phone. Buck decided to go on the offensive and opened his door.
"Please remain in the vehicle," Walkie-Talkie said.
Buck slumped back into his seat and switched his phony papers with his real ones. Chloe looked terrified. Buck put his arm around her and drew her close. "Carpathia must have put out an all points bulletin. He knew your dad had to rent a car, so it didn't take long to track him down."
Buck had no idea what the two GC men were doing behind the car. All he knew was that his entire perspective on the next five years had changed in an instant. When global war broke out an hour before, he wondered if he and Chloe would survive the rest of the Tribulation. Now with the news of Bruce's death, Buck wondered if they wanted to survive. The prospect of heaven and being with Christ sure seemed better than living in whatever remained of this world, even if Buck had to die to get there.
Walkie-Talkie approached the driver's-side window. Rayford lowered it. "You are Rayford Steele, are you not?"
"Depends on who's asking," Rayford said.
"This car, with this license number, was rented at O'Hare by someone claiming to be Rayford Steele. If that's not you, you're in deep trouble."
"Wouldn't you agree," Rayford said, "that regardless who I am, we're all in deep trouble?"
Buck was amused at Rayford's feistiness, in light of the situation.
"Sir, I need to know if you are Rayford Steele."
"Can you prove that, sir?"
Rayford appeared as agitated as Buck had ever seen him. "You flag me down and holler at me through a bullhorn and tell me I'm driving Rayford Steele's rental car, and now you want me to prove to you that I'm who you think I am?"
"Sir, you must understand the position I'm in. I have Global Community potentate Carpathia himself patched through to a secure cell phone here. I don't even know where he's calling from. If I put someone on the phone and tell the potentate it's Rayford Steele, it had blamed better be Rayford Steele."
Buck was grateful that Rayford's cat-and-mouse game had taken the spotlight off the others in the car, but that didn't last. Rayford slipped from his breast pocket his ID wallet, and as the GC man studied it, he asked idly, "And the others?"
"Family and friends," Rayford said. "Let's not keep the potentate waiting."
"I'm going to have to ask you to take this call outside the car, sir. You understand the security risks."
Rayford sighed and left the car. Buck wished Walkie-Talkie would disappear too, but he merely stepped out of Rayford's way and pointed him toward his partner, the one with the phone. Then he leaned in and spoke to Buck. "Sir, in the event that we transport Captain Steele to a rendezvous point, would you be able to handle the disposition of this vehicle?"
Do all uniformed people talk this way? Buck wondered. "Sure."
Amanda leaned over. "I'm Mrs. Steele," she said. "Wherever Mr. Steele is going, I'm going."
"That will be up to the potentate," the guard said, "and providing there's room in the chopper."
"Yes sir," Rayford said into the phone, "I'll see you soon then."
Rayford handed the cell phone to the second guard. "How will we get to wherever we're supposed to go?"
"A copter should be here momentarily."
Rayford motioned for Amanda to pop the trunk but to stay in the car. As he shouldered both their bags, he leaned in her window and whispered. "Amanda and I have to rendezvous with Carpathia, but he couldn't even tell me where he was or where we would meet. That phone is only so secure. I get the feeling it's not far away, unless they're coptering us to an airfield from which we'll fly somewhere else. Buck, you'd better get this car back to the rental company soon. It'll be too easy to connect you with me otherwise."
Five minutes later Rayford and Amanda were airborne. "Any idea where we're going?" Rayford shouted to one of the Global Community guards.
The guard Clapped the chopper pilot on the shoulder and shouted, "Are we at liberty to say where we're going?"
"Glenview!" the pilot hollered.
"Glenview Naval Air Station has been closed for years," Rayford said.
The chopper pilot turned to look at him. "The big runway's still open! The man's there now!"
Amanda leaned close to Rayford. "Carpathia's in Illinois already?"
"He must have been out of Washington before the attack. I thought they might have taken him to one of the bomb shelters at the Pentagon or the National Security Administration, but his intelligence people must have figured those would be the first places the militia would attack."
* * *
"This reminds me of when we were first married," Buck said as Chloe snuggled close to him.
"What do you mean 'when we were first married'? We're still newlyweds!"
"Shh!" Buck said quickly. "What're they saying about New York City?"
Chloe turned up the radio. "... devastating carnage everywhere here in the heart of Manhattan. Bombed-out buildings, emergency vehicles picking their way through debris, Civil Defense workers pleading with people over loudspeakers to stay underground."
Buck heard the panic in the reporter's voice as he continued. "I'm seeking shelter myself now, probably too late to avoid the effects of radiation. No one knows for certain if the warheads were nuclear, but everyone is being urged to take no risks. Damage estimates will be in the billions of dollars. Life as we know it here may never be the same. There's devastation as far as the eye can see.
"All major transportation centers have been closed if not destroyed. Huge traffic jams have snarled the Lincoln Tunnel, the Triborough Bridge, and every major artery out of New York City. What has been known as the capital of the world looks like the set of a disaster movie. Now back to the Cable News/Global Community News Network in Atlanta."
"Buck," Chloe said, "our home. Where will we live?"
Buck didn't answer. He stared at the traffic and wondered at the billowing clouds of black smoke and intermittent balls of orange flame that seemed to hover directly over Mt. Prospect. It was like Chloe to worry about her home. Buck was less concerned about that. He could live anywhere and seemed to have lived everywhere. As long as he had Chloe and shelter, he was all right. But she had made their ridiculously expensive Fifth Avenue penthouse flat her own.
Finally, Buck spoke. "They won't let anybody back into New York for days, maybe longer. Even our vehicles, if they survived, won't be available to us."
"What are we going to do, Buck?"
Buck wished he knew what to say. He usually had an answer. Resourcefulness had been the trademark of his career. Regardless of the obstacle, he had somehow made do in every imaginable situation or venue in the world at one time or another. Now, with his new, young wife beside him, not knowing where she would live or how they would manage, he was at a loss. All he wanted to do was to make sure his father-in-law and Amanda were safe, in spite of the danger of Rayford's work, and to somehow get to Mt. Prospect to assess what was happening to the people of New Hope Village Church and to inform them of the tragedy that had befallen their beloved pastor.
Buck had never had patience for traffic jams, but this was ridiculous. His jaw tightened and his neck stiffened as his palms squeezed the wheel. The late-model car was a smooth ride, but inching along in near gridlock made the huge automotive power plant feel like a stallion that wanted to run free.
Suddenly an explosion rocked their car and nearly lifted it off its tires. Buck wouldn't have been surprised had the windows blown in around them. Chloe shrieked and buried her head in Buck's chest. Buck scanned the horizon for what might have caused the concussion. Several cars around them quickly pulled off the road. In the rearview mirror Buck saw a mushroom cloud slowly rise and assumed it was in the neighborhood of O'Hare International Airport, several miles away.
CNN/GCN radio almost immediately reported the blast. "This from Chicago: Our news base there has been taken out by a huge blast. No word yet on whether this was an attack by militia forces or a Global Community retaliatory strike. We have so many reports of warfare, bloodshed, devastation, and death in so many major cities around the globe that it will be impossible for us to keep up with all of it...."
Buck looked quickly behind him and out both side windows. As soon as the car ahead gave him room, he whipped the wheel left and punched the accelerator. Chloe gasped as the car jumped the curb and went down through a culvert and up the other side. Buck drove on a parkway and passed long lines of creeping vehicles.
"What are you doing, Buck?" Chloe said, bracing herself on the dashboard.
"I don't know what I'm doing, babe, but I know one thing I'm not doing: I'm not poking along in a traffic jam while the world goes to hell."
* * *
The guard who had flagged down Rayford from the overpass now lugged his and Amanda's baggage out of the helicopter. He led the Steeles, ducking under the whirring blades, across a short tarmac and into a single-story brick building at the edge of a long airstrip. Weeds grew between the cracks in the runway. A small Learjet sat at the end of the strip close to the chopper, but Rayford noticed no one in the cockpit and no exhaust from the engine. "I hope they don't expect me to fly that thing!" he hollered at Amanda as they hurried inside.
"Don't worry about that," their escort said. "The guy who flew it here will get you as far as Dallas and the big plane you'll be flying."
Rayford and Amanda were ushered to garishly colored plastic chairs in a small, shabbily appointed military office, decorated in early Air Force. Rayford sat, gingerly massaging his knees. Amanda paced, stopping only when their escort motioned that she should sit down. "I am free to stand, am I not?" she said.
"Suit yourself. Please wait here a few moments for the potentate."
C * * *
Buck was waved at, pointed at, and hollered at by traffic cops, and he was honked at and obscenely gestured at by other motorists. He was not deterred. "Where are you going?" Chloe insisted.
"I need a new car," he said. "Something tells me it's going to be our only chance to survive."
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't you see, Chlo'?" he said. "This war has just broken out. It's not going to end soon. It's going to be impossible to drive a normal vehicle anywhere."
"So what're you gonna do, buy a tank?"
"If it wasn't so conspicuous, I just might."
Buck cut across a huge grassy field, through a parking lot, and beside a sprawling suburban high school. He drove between tennis courts and across soccer and football fields, throwing mud and sod in the air as the big car fishtailed. Radio reports continued from around the world with news of casualties and mayhem while Buck Williams and his bride careened on, speeding through yield signs and sliding around curves. Buck hoped he was somehow pointed in the right direction. He wanted to wind up on Northwest Highway, where a series of car dealerships comprised a ghetto of commercialism.
A last sweeping turn led Buck out of the subdivision, and he saw what his favorite traffic reporter always said was "heavy, slow, stop-and-go" traffic all along Northwest Highway. He was in a mood and in a groove, so he just kept going. Pulling around angry drivers, he rode along a soft shoulder for more than a mile until he came upon those car dealerships. "Bingo!" he said.
* * *
Rayford was stunned, and he could tell Amanda was too, at the demeanor of Nicolae Carpathia. The dashing young man, now in his mid-thirties, had seemingly been thrust to world leadership against his own will overnight. He had gone from being nearly an unknown in the lower house of Romanian government to president of that country, then almost immediately had displaced the secretary-general of the United Nations. After nearly two years of peace and a largely successful campaign to charm the masses following the terror-filled chaos of the global vanishings, Carpathia now faced significant opposition for the first time.
Rayford had not known what to expect from his boss. Would Carpathia be hurt, offended, enraged? He seemed none of the above. Ushered by Leon Fortunato, a sycophant from the New Babylon office, into the long-unused administrative office at the former Glenview Naval Air Station, Carpathia seemed excited, high.
"Captain Steele!" Carpathia exalted. "Al, uh, An, uh, Mrs. Steele, how good to see you both and to know that you are well!"
"It's Amanda," Amanda said.
"Forgive me, Amanda," Carpathia said, reaching for her hand with both of his. Rayford noticed how slow she was to respond. "In all the excitement, you understand ..."
The excitement, Rayford thought. Somehow World War III seems more than excitement.
Carpathia's eyes were ablaze, and he rubbed his hands together, as if thrilled with what was going on. "Well, people," he said, "we need to get headed home."
Rayford knew Carpathia meant home to New Babylon, home to Hattie Durham, home to Suite 216, the potentate's entire floor of luxuriously appointed offices in the extravagant and sparkling Global Community headquarters. Despite Rayford and Amanda's sprawling, two-story condo within the same four-block complex, neither had ever remotely considered New Babylon home.
Still rubbing his hands as if he could barely contain himself, Carpathia turned to the guard with the walkie-talkie. "What is the latest?"
The uniformed GC officer had a wire plugged in his ear and appeared startled that he had been addressed directly by Carpathia himself. He yanked out the earplug and stammered, "What? I mean, pardon me, Mr. Potentate, sir."
Carpathia leveled his eyes at the man. "What is the news? What is happening?"
"Uh, nothing much different, sir. Lots of activity and destruction in many major cities."
It seemed to Rayford that Carpathia was having trouble manufacturing a look of pain. "Is this activity largely centered in the Midwest and East Coast?" the potentate asked.
The guard nodded. "And some in the South," he added.
"Virtually nothing on the West Coast then," Carpathia said, more a statement than a question. The guard nodded. Rayford wondered if anyone other than those who believed Carpathia was Antichrist himself would have interpreted Carpathia's look as one of satisfaction, almost glee. "How about Dallas/Ft. Worth?" Carpathia asked.
"DFW suffered a hit," the guard said. "Only one major runway is still open. Nothing's coming in, but lots of planes are heading out of there."
Carpathia glanced at Rayford. "And the military strip nearby, where my pilot was certified on the 757?"
"I believe that's still operational, sir," the guard said.
"All right then, very good," Carpathia said. He turned to Fortunato. "I am certain no one knows our whereabouts, but just in case, what do you have for me?'
The man opened a canvas bag that seemed incongruous to Rayford. Apparently he had gathered Air Force leftovers for a disguise for Carpathia. He produced a cap that didn't match a huge, dress overcoat. Carpathia quickly donned the getup and motioned that the four others in the room should gather around him. "The jet pilot is where?" he asked.
"Waiting just outside the door, per your instructions, sir," Fortunato said.
Carpathia pointed to the armed guard. "Thank you for your service. You may return to your post via the helicopter. Mr. Fortunato and the Steeles and I will be flown to a new plane, on which Captain Steele will transport me back to New Babylon."
Rayford spoke up. "And that is in?"
Carpathia raised a hand to silence him. "Let us not give our young friend here any information he would have to be responsible for," he said, smiling at the uniformed guard. "You may go." As the man hurried away, Carpathia spoke quietly to Rayford. "The Condor 216 awaits us near Dallas. We will then fly west to go east, if you know what I mean."
"I've never heard of a Condor 216," Rayford said. "It's unlikely I'm qualified to"
"I have been assured," Carpathia interrupted, "that you are more than qualified."
"But what is a Condor 2"
"A hybrid I designed and named myself," Carpathia said. "Surely you do not think what has happened here today was a surprise to me."
"I'm learning," Rayford said, sneaking a glance at Amanda, who appeared to be seething.
"You are learning," Carpathia repeated, smiling broadly. "I like that. Come, let me tell you about my spectacular new aircraft as we travel."
Fortunato raised a forefinger. "Sir, my recommendation is that you and I run together to the end of the airstrip and board the jet. The Steeles should follow when they see us get on board."
Carpathia held the oversized hat down onto his styled hair and slipped in behind Fortunato as the aide opened the door and nodded to the waiting jet pilot. The pilot immediately took off running toward the Learjet as Fortunato and Carpathia jogged several yards behind. Rayford slipped an arm around Amanda's waist and drew her close.
"Rayford," Amanda said, "have you ever once in your life heard Nicolae Carpathia misspeak?"
"Stutter, stammer, have to repeat a word, forget a name?"
Rayford suppressed a smile, amazed he could find anything humorous on what could easily be the last day of his life on earth. "Besides your name, in other words?"
"He does that on purpose, and you know it," she said.
Rayford shrugged. "You're probably right. But with what motive?"
"I have no idea," she said.
"Hon, do you see no irony in your being offended by the man we're convinced is the Antichrist?" Amanda stared at him. "I mean," he continued, "listen to yourself. You expect common courtesy and decency from the most evil man in the history of the universe?"
Amanda shook her head and looked away. "When you put it that way," she muttered, "I suppose I am being oversensitive."
* * *
Buck sat in the sales manager's office of a Land Rover dealership. "You never cease to amaze me," Chloe whispered.
"I've never been conventional, have I?"
"Hardly, and now I suppose any hope of normalcy is out the window."
"I don't need any excuse for being unique," he said, "but everyone everywhere will be acting impulsively soon enough."
The sales manager, who had busied himself with paperwork and figuring a price, turned the documents and slid them across the desk toward Buck. "You're not trading the Lincoln, then?"
"No, that's a rental," Buck said. "But I am going to ask you to return that to O'Hare for me." Buck looked up at the man without regard to the documents.
"That's highly unusual," the sales manager said. "I'd have to send two of my people and an extra vehicle so they could get back."
Buck stood. "I suppose I am asking too much. Another dealer will be willing to go the extra mile to sell me a vehicle, I'm sure, especially when no one knows what tomorrow may bring."
"Sit back down, Mr. Williams. I won't have any trouble getting my district manager to sign off on throwing in that little errand for you. As you can see, you're going to be able to drive your fully loaded Range Rover out of here within an hour for under six figures."
"Make it half an hour," Buck said, "and we've got a deal."
The sales manager rose and thrust out his hand. "Deal."
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This third book in the "Left Behind" series is an awesome read! If you've read the first 2, you've definitely got to read them all. And if you've seen the 3rd movie, please be aware that movie did not follow the book/s at all! This book continued where the last one left off and made me so excited for Jesus' return, making me want to dig deeper into my bible. The plot is good, the good characters are likeable, the evil characters hate-able (Nicolae is so much more creepy in this book than in any of the movies!), and it stays as true to God's word as possible... if you're a pre-millenial rapture kinda believer. Even if you don't know where you stand on that issue, this book is still a must read. It's not only good entertainment but is also very thought-provoking whether you believe this it the way it will all happen in the end or not. Any book in this series is a great gift for a non-believer, too. The reading level is pretty low, I'd say, which is why I give it 4 stars. However, the low reading level can definitely be a good thing considering that people who don't often read can be drawn into this story and become hooked. My mom read this book and she never reads! In that case, I was glad for the writing style.
Perhaps I expected too much from this novel after reading the first two in the series, but I was very disappointed. I thought we would see a huge battle between Nicolae, Buck and Rayford, but that never took place. A great deal of the book seemed to just go over what happened in the first two books. This should have been done in a prologue, so that people who read the first two novels didn't have to read the same things over again. I did like the bus chase with Buck and Tsion. That was really the only thing that saved this particular novel in the series from being a complete bore.
A must read for every Christian OR non Christian!
In the third book of the Left Behind series, Nicolae Carpathia, the Antichrist uses his power over the Global Community, media, leaders of religion and finance. Pilot Rayford Steele and the rest of the Tribulation Force know that Nicolae is a deceitful dictator, that is out to capture the world. He must be stopped! This fictional account of the book of Revelation has a lot of action and is entertaining. A few places are a bit slow, but overall interesting.
Nicolae summarizes previous entries at several points throughout and once those are put aside it offers some great action pieces and adds little more. The narrative between the central characters rarely propels the actual plot in the Left Behind series, for the most it reinforces the core message of the series, belief. What sets this third entry apart from the others is a few set pieces which would be at place in Hollywood. They up the ante somewhat, although rarely offer any actual surprises. This is a by the numbers novel/series and a great cliffhanger ensures readers will return for the next instalment.
All of the Left Behind books are provacative and page turning. I read them all at least once a year.
This is the third book in the Left Behind Series. And as I mentioned in the title, this is the best one yet. Though I should have rated it 3 stars, I couldn't. It deserves only three because the plot is not plausible and they do not explain the scriptures well. Just quote them. But then, I could not put the book down. That is why I gave it a four. I just had to read until I finished it. Two other things bothered me about the book. First I found in the book was the repetition of material from the previous books. Where they trying to bring you up to date without having to read the first two books.... or just trying to fill up enough pages to have a book. Second, I felt as if I was watching a Land Rover commercial. This book covers the time of the Seven Seals. We actually watch the characters live through six of the seals, and the book ends with the silence of the seventh. We once again focus on two of the tribulation characters again, Buck and Rayford. Rayford mainly deals with his dilemma about actually working for the Anti-Christ as his pilot. After all, not only is he Born Again now, he is part of the Tribulation Force. But something happens that places him in the position to hear some of the inner planning's of the Anti-Christ, so he stays. The action packed part of the book is with Buck. Though he works for the Anti-Christ as well. He still writes cover stories exposing the Anti-Christ to those who will pay attention, in an "objective" way. And is instrumental in helping a famous Jewish Scholar, who the Anti-Christ wants dead, out of Israel. And it is this exciting exodus that keeps you on the edge of your seat.
Believable characters - reader can identify with characters and situations in which they find themselves
Absolutely love love his books left behind you learn a lot about end time prophecy and what it might be like when it does happen makes you rethink about accepting Jesus Christ into your heart and live a Christian life. GOD bless you all.
The first two books of this series did a wonderful job about really integrating Christian faith into a fiction novel without being overwhelming, preachy or forgetting about great character development and what seemed like honest reactions to the beginning of the end times. Nicolae fails to keep up with that and is sorely disappointing, enough to lose a reader to quit the series well ahead of the end. It simply does not grab you and falls short of how well written the first two were. The characters suddenly seem very hollow and strange even though you've followed them for about two years now. Disappointing.
Nicolae shows how evil can be very compelling to those who do not understand that the people involved are really evil. The good people in the story have to hide from the evil ones to do the Lord's work, trying to save as many souls as they can before Jesus comes back in 7 years after the Anti-Christ signs a peace treaty with Israel. This is the third book of the series that tells the story about the 'End Times' that the Bible tells about in Revelations. To me it helps you to understand what is going to happen during that time. I think it is a great series and highly recommend it.
Book number three in the Left Behind series. Nicolae Carpathia has declared himself the Grand Potentate of essentially the entire world, whom he has dubbed the Global Community. Rayford is still employed as a pilot by GC and as such has access to important information for the Tribulation Force. We meet some new characters (Mac, Ken Ritz, Amanda) and Hattie returns.... Where book number 2 was my transition book, Nicolae is full of action. War and bombings everywhere, a major worldwide earthquake occurs (which kills about 1/4 of the world's population), our main Trib Force members are scattered all over the world and major chaos ensues. I resisted reading this series for the longest time and when I finally got started, had trouble stopping. However, I was ultimately glad I waited - because by then I wasn't forced to stop until the "next" book came out to keep going! :)
The third book in the best-selling Left Behind series starts off energized with a meeting of Nicaolae Carpathia and leading character Rayford Steele. Explosions rock the world that is becoming more desolate by the hour. The now newly formed Tribulation Force gains momentum and members right in the stead of Carpathia's rising empire. Other Trib members, an Israeli Tsion Ben-Judah, and Buck Williams, work to instruct and unify the members, and watch as another seal is broken under the wrath of God. This was a book I reviewed for Tyndale House Publishers.
"Nicolae" is the third is the series of books by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins chronicling the events that take place in the world during the end times. The books follow several main characters as they fight for their lives and for their faith as the world makes its way to the last days. In this book, the Tribulation Force that was brought together in the previous book continues to fight the evil that is coming to the world. Nicolae Carpathia is now potentate of the Global Community. He publicly is seen as a charming and benevolent leader. But there are a few who know his true identity and how ruthless he can be. The Tribulation Force realizes that catastrophe in the form of an earthquake is in the world's future, and they continue their fight for survival and for the cause of Christ. This series of novels is a fictionalized account of the events of the end times. I enjoyed the whole series. This novel shows the gradual process of how the fictional Global Community is coming together under its leader, Nicolae. It was chilling to see how easily the world at large could be deceived by just one person and his contingency. While this book is geared towards Christians, there is enough action and depth to it that should appeal to all.
Nicolae, the third book in the Left Behind series is totally epic! Whats not to like? There's great characters, lots of action and you can learn a lot of stuff about the end times. You have got to read this book!
Nicolae, book three in the Left Behind Series, was especially exciting to re-read. Bombs are dropping where Chloe and Buck live in Chicago. Rayford is flying Nicolae Carpathia around to New Babylon, Iraq, and other exotic places, while spying on the man he's convinced will soon be revealed as the Antichrist. The story expands to include Ken Ritz, Mac McCullum, and Amanda White, and returns to a familiar character, Hattie Durham, to give her another shot at redemption. In Israel, biblical scholar Tsion Ben-Judah is hiding out from the men who murdered his family and wish to silence him. Buck attempts a daring rescue of Tsion, and they both become wanted men. Even natural disasters come into play. It's non-stop action from start to cliff-hanger finish. This episode of the series illustrated something that amazes me about Bible prophecy. The story shows how so many will experience cataclysmic events, see all the norms of life change before their eyes, understand that in their humanness they can do nothing to help themselves, and yet turn to a human man to save them. While all the time God will continue to reach out to them through supernatural means and through the lives of Tribulation saints. I believe that whatever the Bible says will happen in the future is just as settled as what has already happened in the past. So the first time I read this series, I remember being so thankful that two authors, Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins, had taken literally the Scripture I've built my life upon and crafted a story from it. I felt that same thanks as I re-read each book. While other speculative fiction is fantasy, I know that the concept behind these books is based on truth. This gives each exciting installment eternal consequence.
Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins in their book "Nicolae" Book Three in the Left Behind series published by Tyndale House Publishers gives us the rise of the antichrist.takes us to the events of Chapter 9, verses 1-12 in Revelation, the last book of The Bible. "Nicolae" depicts the events in the Bible book of Revelation Chapter 6, verses 12-14, where the sixth seal is opened, "I watched as he opened the sixth seal. There was a great earthquake. The sun turned black like sackcloth made of goat hair, the whole moon turned blood-red, and the stars in the sky fell to earth, as figs drop from a fig tree when shaken by a strong wind. The heavens receded like a scroll being rolled up, and every mountain and island was removed from its place." It is time for the rise of the antichrist. Now all antichrist means is Opposed (anti) to the Messiah (Christ)It is a title and in this book it belongs to Nicolae Carpathia. Carpathia continues to consolidate his power, unifying political states ("Global Community"), media ("Global Community Network," "Global Weekly"), and religions ("Enigma Babylon One World Faith") under a Nicolae-appointed supreme pontiff. Nicolae himself is grand potentate of the global community. The Tribulation Force, Captain Rayford Steele, his daughter, Chloe and Buck Williams not only must deal with the knowledge of who Carpathia is and spread the truth about him but they also must deal with the death and destruction that the opening of the sixth seal brings. Dr. LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins provide a fictional background for the real events that the final book of The Bible, Revelation, speak about: the end times. The Biblical accuracy in"Nicolae" is flawless and the story is a page turning thriller. There are wonderful themes: salvation, faith in what you cannot see and who is in charge despite appearances to the contrary. I do not recommend starting this book late at night because it will cost you sleep as you will not want to put it down. Mr. Jenkins is an excellent writer and knows how to twist your nerve endings as he tightens the suspense. I am looking forward to book four in this series. If you would like to listen to interviews with other authors and professionals please go to Kingdom Highlights where they are available On Demand. To listen to 24 hours non-stop, commercial free Christian music please visit our internet radio station Kingdom Airwaves Disclosure of Material Connection: I own this book. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising."
This book in the Left Behind series is called Nicolae but Nicolae is harldy even in this book. Again, this entry in the series focuses almost entirely on the private lives of Rayford, Buck and friends. It further details the trials that they go through after the rapture. These books are not written to convince people of one Rapture doctrine or another. Rather, they have the message of God's love for his people thoughout.The book follows Rayford Steele and Buck Williams as they work for Nicolae Carpathia, whom they realize to be the Antichrist. The story has some major conflicts, and some serious tension, while still maintaining the facts and message of Revelations. The action and suspense of this third book are mesmerizing as well as entertaining. The "evil one" is portrayed magnificently. The members of the Tribulation Force become truly identifiable as real people.I enjoyed this book because it is a fascinating look at what COULD happen at the end of time. How the "Rapture" will effect the global economy, politics, and families. How easily people can be deceived and killed with kindness. It makes the reader reflect on what he or she would do in that situation. It was a very easy read, and very entertaining. I will absolutely be reading the next in the series.
All seems to be coming into place as Potentate Carpathia begins ruling with an iron fist. The tribulation force joins together to try to win souls while Buck risks his life for a fellow believer. The wailing wall becomes a place of controversy, curiosity and media intervention as two individuals create quite a stir in those left behind while attracting the attention of Carpathia. Another extremely hard to put down novel, the 3rd in the series. If you have not started reading this series as of yet drop the book you are reading and dive in, I highly recommend them.