Eve is a mother to us all. Here is her story of longing, anguish, and hope…
Eve wants nothing more than to fulfill God’s two commandments: live in absolute obedience and replenish the earth with her children. But the power of the Destroyer is strong, and when she’s told she has a chance to fulfill the second commandment by breaking the first… she takes it.
Expelled from a garden paradise into a wild, dangerous world, Eve learns that her failure to obey will someday cause her to die. With a limited time to teach Jehovah’s commandments to her children, she’s devastated when the Destroyer starts to lead them astray. Can Eve overcome evil to teach her children obedience and happiness?
Eve: First Matriarch is a reimagined story of the biblical figure of Eden. If you like rich historical fiction, feminine perspectives, and illuminating stories of motherhood, then you’ll love Angelique Conger’s debut novel.
Eve, First Matriarch Excerpt
I leaned on the trunk, as comfortable as possible with my large stomach, concentrating on my weaving. All of a sudden, I became aware of the hair on my arms and neck standing up. I glanced up. The Destroyer lazed against a tree, staring at me. I felt a sharp intake of breath. He sent wolves to attack us earlier, but Adam and his Priesthood had always been there.
“This one will be mine, too,” he sneered.
With an open mouth and glazed eyes, I stared at him. Before I thought of anything to say, two black bears, a wolf, and a pair of mountain lions stepped between us, teeth bared and snarling. I stared, unsure of their intent, until I realized the animals faced Lucifer. Standing erect, his eyes riveted on the animals, then raised his cane and disappeared into the trees.
“Thank you, my friends,” I breathed.
Each animal gazed briefly into my eyes and then turning to follow the Destroyer. I slumped and bowed my head in a prayer of thanks.
The next afternoon, Adam and Absalom returned home. Adam dragged; Absalom bounced. Adam slumped to the ground near me, shoulders drooping, head hanging low, his teeth grasping his lower lip.
“I will not go on a walkabout with one so young for a long time,” he sighed.
“Mama! Mama! Look. My new puppy!” Absalom pulled a brown ball of fur from his papa’s arms.
“A pup?” I raised my eyes and glanced at Adam.
“We found it today, beside his dead mama,” Adam shook his head. “She defended him from a serpent, gave her life for him. The pup huddled near their bodies. How could I leave it there, alone?”
He watched the boy and pup for a moment, his exhaustion evident from the droop of his shoulders. “The little thing is too small to be separated from his mama and could not walk even as fast as Absalom. He fell asleep in my arms. Of course, Absalom loves him.”
I ran my hand through my hair. “No. You could not leave him behind. Not when his mama gave her life for him.” I avoided Adam’s eyes as I remembered the protection given to me the day earlier.
“The pup is welcome. I will get some milk from the cow.” My voice quivered with the words.
I rose to go find the cow, but Adam stood and gathered me into his arms.
“Is there a problem? You do not cry because we brought home a new animal. That does not cause sadness.”
“No.” I took a deep breath and exhaled. “A he-wolf defended me yesterday. And now a wolf pup is part of our family.” My throat tightened.
“A wolf?” Adam’s voice tensed.
“He joined two black bears and a pair of mountain lions. They stood between me and the Destroyer.” I struggled to take a breath, though my chest tightened with the memory. “He surprised me, standing there sneering at me. The wolf and other animals appeared and stood there.”
“Are you sure he is gone?” Adam glanced into the trees around us.
“They followed him. What if he caused the serpent to kill the pup’s mama because his papa guarded me?” I watched the pup follow Absalom toward the animal house. “How sad.”
Adam held me close as I allowed my shuddering of fear and sorrow to relax.
About Author Angelique Conger
Angelique Conger discovered the wonders of writing books later in her life. For years, the stories of ancient women enticed her, challenging her to tell their stories. No one knows or tells the stories of these women, unknown in history, not even most of their names. Many of the stories of their husbands are unknown. Angelique tells their stories as though they sat beside her, whispering their stories into her ear in her series Ancient Matriarchs.
Angelique lives in southern Nevada with her husband, a bird, and two turtles. She looks forward to visits from her grandchildren, and their parents.