A new series about mind readers from USA Today bestselling authors...
Everyone thinks I’m a genius.
Everyone is wrong.
Sure, I finished Harvard at eighteen and now make crazy money at a hedge fund. But that’s not because I’m unusually smart or hard-working.
It’s because I cheat.
You see, I have aunique ability. I can go outside time into my own personal version of reality—the place I call “the Quiet”—where I can explore my surroundings while the rest of the world stands still.
I thought I was the only one who could do this—until I met her.
My name is Darren, and this is how I became entangled with all the Russians and learned that I’m a Reader.
Dima Zales is a full-time science fiction and fantasy author residing in Palm Coast, Florida. Prior to becoming a writer, he worked in the software development industry in New York as both a programmer and an executive. From high-frequency trading software for big banks to mobile apps for popular magazines, Dima has done it all. In 2013, he left the software industry in order to concentrate on his writing career.
Dima holds a Master’s degree in Computer Science from NYU and a dual undergraduate degree in Computer Science / Psychology from Brooklyn College. He also has a number of hobbies and interests, the most unusual of which might be professional-level mentalism. He simulates
mind-reading on stage and close-up, and has done shows for corporations, wealthy individuals, and friends.
He is also into healthy eating and fitness, so he should live long enough to finish all the book projects he starts. In fact, he very much hopes to catch the technological advancements that might let him live forever (biologically or otherwise). Aside from that, he also enjoys learning about current and future technologies that might enhance our lives, including artificial intelligence, biofeedback, brain-to-computer interfaces, and brain-enhancing implants.
In addition to his own works, Dima has collaborated on a number of romance novels with his wife, Anna Zaires. The Krinar Chronicles, an erotic science fiction series, has been a bestseller in its categories and has been recognized by the likes of Marie Claire and Woman’s Day. If you like erotic romance with a unique plot, please feel free to check it out, especially since the first book in the series (Close Liaisons) is available for free everywhere. Keep in mind, though, Dima Zales's books are going to be much more PG 13 . . . at least that’s the plan for now.
Anna Zaires is the love of his life and a huge inspiration in every aspect of his writing. She definitely adds her magic touch to anything Dima creates, and the books would not be the same without her. Dima’s fans are strongly encouraged to learn more about Anna and her work at http://www.annazaires.com/
Teaser from the Time Stopper:
“It’s so smoky in here; it’s like someone set
off a bomb.”
soon as I say the stupid line, I Split into the Mind Dimension, and time seems
is squatting over his chair, about to sit down. If this was still the real
world, his legs would hurt in a minute or so. As it is, he’s as aware of his
muscles as a wax statue would be. Shkillet, a guy at the poker table, is frozen
in mid-stare at my body—a position I often find men in. The other players are
similarly stuck at what they were doing when I Split. The strangest thing in
the room is probably the thick cigar smoke that’s no longer moving. It looks
eerie, like frozen clouds on an alien world. I don’t smell the smoke now, which
is a relief. I also don’t hear anything other than the sound of my high heels
clicking on the floor as I walk around the room.
look at these men, these dangerous men, and an inner voice tells me, “Mira, no
sane woman would voluntarily be here. Not even to merely observe this poker
game, let alone play with these savages.” It’s funny how this inner voice
usually sounds like my mom.
dead, Mom,” I mentally reply to the inner voice. “And I’m here to find the fucker
who killed you. Can’t we have an imaginary conversation without all this
inner voice sneers—but that’s me. Mom was too nice to sneer.
Mind Dimension makes it safe for me to walk around the room and peek at my
opponents’ cards without them being the wiser. When I’m in the Mind Dimension,
everything stops in a single moment. No matter what I do here in this alternate
world, when I get back to my real body—the body that’s still sitting at the
table—I’ll still be in the same situation as I was before I Split: still being
stared at by Shkillet, and still having just said that line about the bomb.
I first learned I could Split, I was a little girl, and I thought my soul was
leaving my body. But that was back when I believed in such things as souls, and
God, and goodness—words that are meaningless to me now. Back in those days, I
also believed in silly things, like the fact that there is a purpose to life.
don’t any longer. Not since that day.
that day, I haven’t believed in anything but myself. And sometimes—a lot of
times—not even that. That little girl who believed in souls would certainly
think I’m a stranger if she met me today.
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