I have been reading this book called Appetite for the World, for a while now and I must say it is definitely a book worth reading!

I bought this book because it brings to light many of the deceptive devices in the world, and in this day and age it is hard for anyone not to be influenced or deceived by them. The book explains in a practical way with biblical scripture to support, how to overcome particular temptations and struggles. The author does this in a positive way without condemning, however maintaing the Lord's Word regarding these particular issues she talks about.

Appetite for the World is certainly a thought provoking, spirit-uplifting book, that makes you want to put what you have read into action! Again, I found this book very useful and relatable as a young person, it is rare to find a Christian book like this. It definitely a book that I will be reading over and over again.
Its also not a book that you have to read chapter after chapter, as I did not read it in any particular order. I read chapters that caught my attention, which sometimes lead me to the one straight after that!

Great read, if interested, I purchased from Amazon! I definitely recommend! If you have read it let me know what you think!

I have seen this book before and the author is very similar To Guy Templar.
He wrote the trilogy Ends of This Earth Book one is called running with gods which is also available on Amazon, I know the book you are talking about and Yes it really is good to read.
Take a look at Guy Templar Running with gods, I think you will also enjoy that.

I would recommend people buy both these books they are great for long summers days in the park, or travelling to and from work, or what ever your reading preference is.

I thought I would post this to give you a understanding of what the book contains.

EXCERPT ONE

Park Lane London England New Year's Day 2012
Conrad Langer laughed harshly, delighting at the clink of celebratory champagne glasses. His alone was an ugly sound. Certainly enough to mar the ringing chimes made only by the finest of lead crystal.
‘Mein Gott! We have pulled it off, gentlemen! What a New Year’s present, hein? This is no longer a hedge fund we control. It is a virtual forest!’
The beautifully suited men around him and the three elegantly tailored women in the group of dutiful admirers, who had forgone the day on which everyone traditionally recovered from seeing in the New Year, all smiled the expected smile. And coldly calculated what was in it for them as his subordinate fund managers, who did all the real work that had now made Conrad Langer one of the richest men in the game.
As they began to do the sums, their smiles collectively turned into a dazzling series of zeros, followed by genuine, acquisitive pleasure. It would mean the highest ever bonuses any of them had earned in the ruthless and demanding world they inhabited courtesy of Langer, Rinehart & Goldstein Holdings CH. Although sometimes unnerved by Langer’s "Full speed ahead and damn the torpedoes!" attitude towards the business of making money, each one of them loved results like these.
Unforeseen consequences were simply not in the vocabulary of their thinking. Naked greed carries the same heady aphrodisiac as unprotected sex.

Of course, the genteel and punctiliously courteous Hans Rinehart was no longer alive to witness this latest piece of brazen financial banditry. Or to mount one of his ethical objections that Conrad Langer found so ‘tiresome’. The poor man had died horribly towards the end of the previous year in mysterious circumstances, when the powder blue Bentley he always drove himself at an irritatingly measured pace even in the fast lane of the motorway carrying him to LR&G’s Geneva headquarters each day, came to an ignominious and terrible end.
Died horribly in the twisted and burning wreckage of his beloved vintage Bentley Continental, after it inexplicable veered across the dual carriageway, smashing into other vehicles nine-pinning in all directions, and then ploughed through the crash barrier. Before fatally impacting with one of the electricity pylons at the edge of adjacent farmland.

However, Zachariah Goldstein was present at this unholy celebration of the professionally unacceptable. Although Zachariah Goldstein quietly hated the Germans for his grandparents’ death in a Nazi concentration camp, admittedly some years before he was born, he was by nature a realist. As a professional necessity. He was also beholden to Langer in more ways than he could ever hope to untangle in a legal battle that would undoubtedly break him financially.
Doing what he was told had become a habit. Turning a blind eye to dubious and repeated regulatory infringements, to put it mildly, had been mollified by Judas payments running into many millions of Dollars, Pounds, Yen and even Euros. Conscience can take to its heels with the alacrity of an Olympic athlete when this kind of money is involved.
It kept Zachariah Goldstein’s overweight and querulous wife occasionally grateful for the exquisite Tudor country house they lived in with her yapping poodles, an hour and a half’s drive from Central London. And it provided his young, illegal immigrant Ukrainian mistress with enough jewels to mount a serious challenge to Tiffany’s glittering displays in New York.

Hi Roger,

thanks for your post on Appetite for the World. Great to know someone else has also read the same book and thinks its a good read.
I will check out this one that you have recommended sounds interesting. Thanks for the snippet!
Is this the book you are currently reading? In what ways do you think Guy Templar is similar to Sue Neil? Does he write fiction books only?

Thanks again for your post