Are Angels Really Aliens or Vice Versa?
By Dina Rae

We've all heard about UFO sightings, alien abductions, burnt crop fields, and cattle mutilations.  Roswell, New Mexico and Area 54 are the meccas of American X-files.  Bright discs are seen everywhere around the world.  What does the Bible have to say about extra-terrestrials?  Were things so different three thousand years ago?  Or are we just using a different vernacular?
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Anyone who has ever picked up the Bible knows the story of Noah and the ark.  God chose him and his family because they were pure (Genesis).  The question is pure heart or pure bloodline? Angels mated with women back in those days, producing a half breed called nephilim. These beings were described as giants with superhuman powers.  Could the nephilim be an old version of modern day aliens of a mixed race or even early attempts at genetic modification? Was Noah and his family the last ˜humans" left of the human race?

Angels and aliens are always described as glowing with light.  Ezekiel, an Old Testament prophet, vividly describes a spaceship in his book. Ezekiel 1:16: " The appearance of the wheels and their work was like unto the color of a beryl: and they four had one likeness: and their appearance and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a wheel."  Many Ancient Alien theorists use this passage as documentation of Ezekiel witnessing a spacecraft landing on earth. The description of the wheel is definitely futuristic.

Enoch's writings about angels were controversial enough to be edited out of the Bible.  More of his writings were found in the Dead Sea Scrolls.  He regularly communicated with angels and ascended up to Heaven to speak with God on behalf of their shortcomings.  Possible abduction?  Genesis 5:24 clearly states that "Enoch walked faithfully with God; then he was no more because God took him away."
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Many believe that angels or aliens came to Earth to show mankind technology and weapons.  One of the Bible's biggest examples of this, at least according to Ancient Alien Theory, is Lot's wife.  Genesis 19:26 says,"But his wife looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt." Lot and his family were warned not to look back. We know now that nuclear blasts leave salt. There are large salt contents all over the Dead Sea to suggest that there was once an ancient nuclear explosion.

Whatever you believe, angels or aliens were definitely here thousands of years ago. Our history books only tell us bits and parts of our past. The Best Seller, a new sci-fi novel by Dina Rae, uses ancient alien theory, New World Order, Nazi conspiracies, and aliens to weave an entertaining tale that will leave you wondering about our collective past.

The Best Seller (Solstice Publishing, May 31st, 2016)

When Maya Smock writes her first novel, everything seems to go her way. Her book practically writes itself. She marries her gorgeous agent. Her name is on all of the best seller lists. Billionaire author Jay McCallister takes an interest in her meteoric rise to fame and invites her into his world of alien-believing celebrities. Her life changes forever when he tells her that they were both created inside of a laboratory. These authors are embedding an alien genetic code within the pages of their novels that originated from Nazi Germany because The time has come. They are here.

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BLURB:
The Men of Machismo series revolves around nine friends who worked together in a male revue. Each book follows the life of a different former dancer seven years later. The Bad Decision Legacy is Will and Tonya’s story. 

Tonya’s psychotic ex is stalking her. Not the best time to meet men, still her best friend begs her to show up for blind date dinner. Her plan includes the meet and greet, then heading home. Of course, she never expected a man who sent every hormone in her body into high alert. Will looked like her next bad decision. 

Will’s work as a divorce lawyer included discouraging embittered women from ramming their soon to be exes with the car or setting fire to their husband’s latest girlfriend. No wonder he fell hard for Tonya. The first woman he met with no agenda, well almost none. It’s obvious Tonya is knee deep in trouble, but refuses to ask for help. Instead of running the other way, he contemplates dashing into the tornado she refers to as her life. With any luck, he might survive. 

EXCERPT
THE BOLD FONT stood out catching her eye as she scrolled down her work email, SURPRISE; it announced, stopping her in the action of deleting it. It wasn’t the subject heading, but more the sender name, Clint Fairweather, her ex. At one time, his name signaled a desirable man in her mind. That was before she knew him and some of his bizarre tendencies.

The blinking cursor hovered over the delete button. Most of the time she trashed his messages, never reading them. Technically, the message shouldn’t have even made it in her mailbox due to being blocked. Then again, her misfortune lay in having a mean-spirited ex-boyfriend who also was a computer genius. Yay me, I sure know how to pick them.

Tonya’s shoulders hunched forward. God, she didn’t need this now. Her company was looking at personnel to cut since they’d failed to make projected goals this year. It didn’t matter that she worked harder than almost anyone in the department. No company wanted an employee with a stalker ex. News stories illustrated that they tended to come with guns blazing, taking out not only the object of their obsession, but a half of dozen innocent people in the process.

Her first instinct was to send the email to the cyber dumpsite with the many dozens he’d sent the past year. Something stopped her. This one was different. It felt as if ice-cold water splashed down her back.

Wincing, she opened the document that was tying her insides into knots. An impressively long list of things to do left her with no time to dither about a whiny letter from her ex. Besides, then she’d know what it said. Wrinkling her nose, she glanced around the room, noticing her workmate’s failure to arrive.

Michelle lived in a different time zone, a much later one. Oh well, she rolled her eyes. This time she didn’t mind her co-worker’s tardiness. An overabundance of fruity fragrance wafted around Michelle, similar to her personal atmosphere. A quick glance at the open door assured her she’d smell or hear Michelle before she arrived. Tonya opened a file, ready to switch the screen when her co-worker finally arrived. With jobs on the line, she trusted no one.

The open document mocked her with one sentence. I bet your boss would enjoy seeing this, as would everyone else in your company. That was it. Where were the platitudes about her letting go of the best thing she ever had, and how she’d never find a man as wonderful as him? Wait. See what?

Michelle’s voice floated down the hallway as she stopped to talk to the custodian. Tonya’s eyes flicked down the email to notice it had an attachment. Damn. Her heart jumped up into her throat. She had to know what bomb Clint was going to drop on her. Her co-worker’s cheerful chatter showed no sign of winding down. Click.