This is my post during the blog tour for Star Revelations by Steven Paul Terry. In Star Revelations a TV Star on a terrifying journey of misdirection and murder, must learn who she is, and bring a message from another world, hundreds of earth years in the future.
This blog tour is organized by Lola's Blog Tours and the tour runs from 28 February till 13 March. You can see the tour schedule here.
By Steven Paul Terry
Genre: Thriller /Suspense /Mystery/ Science Fiction
Age category: Adult
Release Date: 6 November, 2021
Blurb:
Get their attention before it's too late... The Quiet War has begun...
Acclaimed journalist and media celebrity Diana Willis can snag the inside scoop and truth on any story. But when her helicopter mysteriously malfunctions and plummets to the ground, everything changes, sending Diana down a maze of murderous intrigue and confusion. Waking up from a coma eight weeks after the crash, she struggles with the recurring dreams that reveal an extraordinary past life. Now, Diana's hellbent on uncovering the secrets about those past memories.
Delving into a world of mind control and past lives, the truth is more terrifying than she ever imagined as she travels back in time to face the perpetrators of America's most confidential and sinister projects. Teaming up with an unlikely ally, an elusive interdimensional mentor from her other life, Diana is able to restore her psychic and telepathic powers. Suddenly, they're in more danger than ever before as their enemies seek world domination through mind control and media manipulation.
Can Diana use her powers to expose the truth, learn who she is, and bring a message of faith and freedom from another world, hundreds of earth years in the future?
"I returned from your future and there is no fear. I am courageous and free..."
Chapter Twenty-Four
Through your memories and experiences, your future self is observing and guiding you.
Anthony Briscane swiveled his eyes from the road to the cell phone mounted on his dashboard. The signal tracker led across the Golden Gate Bridge to Mt. Tamalpais State Park. He picked up that Diana was returning to the site of the helicopter crash.
Why? And why the urgency?
Briscane zoomed along the road and hoped that a cop wouldn’t stop him for speeding. The signal followed the beach road, then slowed, halted for an instant, then sped off. He mashed a button on the screen to pinpoint the spot.
A half-mile from the location, he turned off the headlights. At a quarter of a mile, he pulled off the road and parked. The location was remarkably secluded. Because of the trees and the curve of the beach, he couldn’t see the Bay Bridge and though San Francisco was but a few miles to the south, the city wasn’t much more than a glow across the horizon.
Not knowing the destination, Briscane had dressed in his usual after-hours clothing, a golf jacket, business shirt, and casual pants. In a rush to get going, he had slipped on whatever footwear was handy, in this case, a pair of expensive dress shoes.
He chafed at the idea that in the Controllers’ campaign for world domination, where every angle was accounted for, this pursuit to stop the biggest threat to their mission stuttered along in such an ad hoc manner.
He puzzled over his next moves. What task should he concentrate on? Finding Diana and stopping her once and for all? Or finding out why she was here? Was it that red book? Which would be the bigger prize?
After all the missteps in trying to kill Diana, he knew she seemed to have a guardian angel watching over her. Of course, Briscane didn’t believe in angels or any of that supreme-being religious rot, but he couldn’t deny that her ability to scoot out of the tightest of predicaments was more than uncanny. In his training, they had taught him to never rely on luck, to account for every variable, and to leverage your strengths—including psychic powers—against your enemy’s weaknesses so there would be no doubt about the outcome.
Then at the end of his Monarch training, his chief instructor advised him, “But in the final analysis, it’s better to be lucky than good.”
And so far, Diana had been very, very lucky.
Briscane walked carefully along the road to the beach, to the spot where Diana had gotten out of the car. Briscane realized that the light from his phone screen was giving him away, so he stuffed it into a jacket pocket.
He crouched on the road’s shoulder and studied the ground that led to the beach. His spirits lifted when he spied a boot tread in the soft dirt, then noticed another of a different tread, and another. Hikers would have trekked up and down this road. He let out a curse. Seemed nothing was going right for him.
Let’s try something different. He relaxed and eased into a meditative state, hoping that in her rush to get here, Diana wouldn’t consider that he would probe for her mind.
All that came back was silence. Her mind was locked tight.
Briscane stood and scoped out the beach. Anyone walking along the water’s edge would be silhouetted against the surf. Assuming that this was what Diana was doing.
He thought he saw something move across the sparkle of moonlight on the water. It was hard to tell. The something moved again. The something was a person wearing a ball cap.
Briscane’s nerves jittered with anticipation. Diana’s luck was about to run out.
Steven Paul Terry was born in London, England, where he went to school before moving to Australia where his education continued. He’s spent three decades traveling the globe as a professional speaker, challenging and inspiring audiences to live a great life through his executive coaching strategies.
Terry divides his time between Colorado and Mexico. When not touring, he enjoys writing by the ocean, where he is also an avid swimmer and diver.
Learn more about Steven Paul Terry at StevenPaulTerry.com
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