Books with author William Bill Pratt

A young man is taken from his humble beginnings in a small town to a distant land half a world away to discover his path in life... a group that lay dormant and nearly forgotten for over twenty years is summoned together in its moment of need... a nation is challenged and called to action in an unlikely and undeserved conflict...And together on the battlefield a destiny is forged.In his debut novel THE MIRACLE YEAR, Bill Williams explored the heartwarming and inspirational story of one young man and the road that propels him to his destiny. Now he pulls back the curtain to the past to reveal a heroic and forgotten chapter of World War II.LEST WE FORGET is an unforgettable testament to the journey of one man in the most perilous and destructive conflict of them all, the bravery and dedication of a group of brothers in arms, and the legacy that all will leave behind for the future.

In THE MIRACLE YEAR, he explored the timeless themes of life, love, and maturity during a young man's final year of high school. In LEST WE FORGET, he attempted to piece together the journey of the most influential man in his life through the most destructive conflict of the 20th century. Now, Bill Williams opens up and shares the deepest, darkest, and most transformational journey of his life.From his beginnings in Mississippi, he looks back at a life filled with rejection, heartache, heartbreak, loss, and experiences near death, only to face an even deeper and more terrifying threat from within his own home... one that would take him through the depths of a painful and devastating divorce and utterly change him forever.SWEETER THE SECOND TIME is a deep, no-holds-barred, and inspiring look at how one man's faith in God increased through the most difficult of circumstances, the many lessons learned from his life, and the promise of an answered prayer.

NO ORDINARY ROOMYou will probably never look at a desktop computer or a large bird in quite the same way after you have read this book. IntroductionNo one had heard from Stanley Tranter since he had left Liverpool fifty years ago and Kevin Tranter had been very surprised when he discovered that he had been left his Uncle's house in faraway Devon.There was an odd condition in Uncle Stanley's will which stipulated that a key to a room in the attic be given to Kevin's fourteen year old son, Jamie and the room was to be for his sole use. The Tranter family had expected that life in the country was going to be different from Liverpool, but would soon experience a series of terrifying incidents. Only Jamie would know that the events were connected with what he had discovered in his special room.Jamie would struggle to keep the secrets that had been entrusted in him and to understand why he and his family faced so much danger. He couldn't even explain to those close to him when help came from more than one unlikely source and feared that if he did, then no one would believe him.How could Jamie’s mystery room be connected with monster birds, flying snakes, tigers, sharks and a series of strange events! Jamie would discover that he was being pursued by an evil, invisible enemy, whose powers had no limits.

I was splashing in the swampy water, with the rain coming down in bucket fulls, I was trying to locate which was north or south , but the tall trees blocked out the what light there might have been, and with the rain pouring down over me , getting down my neck of my jacket, and no hat on, I was totally wet through. I tried to keep to the narrow pathway, but it twisted and turned so much that I stepped into the swampy water a few times .I was lost, unfortunately. I had been in the swamp , it seemed like for hours, I had no idea how I had got here, the last time my memory remembered anything was driving across the bridge , oh my goodness, it is coming back to me, the middle of the bridge was washed away!, and we plunged down into the swamp!. No wonder I am floundering around in the swamp in the middle of the night.Where is the car, Is a question? I can not see it. How did I get out of the car, is another question? Where the hell am I, is the third question? No one is going to miss me, until I dont turn up for the meeting at Tamauranui, Then they wont have any idea where I might even be, what a predicament.I try to look at my watch as the luminous hands should tell me what time it is, but I find the face is all broken, not much help there. I flounder along and come across a giant of a tree, I look up and see the trunk disappearing into the murky gloom, but I am so tired, I sit down and lean against the trunk , I feel like going to sleep, as my head falls down on to my chest , my mind says, wake up, dont go to sleep, stay focused, have a small rest , but get up and keep working things out. My head aches and when I feel my head I find a large lump on my forehead, no wonder I am in lala land. After what seems like a few hour the rain slows down to a steady drizzle and finally it stops, It becomes lighter , as though the clouds are slowly going away, hopefully I may be able to see something soon, It must be nearly morning. I see a line of fence posts , but when I look closely, the tops of the posts disappear under the water, I wont be following them thats for sure. On the other side of the fence in the distance I can see what looks like an old barn, it looks quite run down, I dont think it will be any good to me. anyway how do I even get over to it. I have run out of time to finish this story, just as well it is fiction!.