This is from my Telegram! Many positive and uplifting news from the key, for Period 9, parts of the globe!
Period 9 begins in 2024 and will last till 2044!
**If you are new, see info on where to get my extensive predictions, calibrations and personal advice on how to best benefit from Period 9!
❗️🇷🇺🌟 RUSSIA IS STEPPING UP RELATIONS & PRESENCE IN AFRICA, as predicted! Africa is AWAKENING, ready to ditch the Western influence and claim sovereignty! Sergey Lavrov’s big African tour began in S. Africa. Next Angola, Esvatini (Swaziland), Eritrea, etc. — Sergey Lavrov landed in Eritrea
As anticipated, the action in Ukraine is speeding and heating up! At the same time, there are many breaking news from the US, EU, Ukraine and Russia, as well as the BRICS and worldwide!
I posted a number of posts on what’s really going on, and I anticipate posting EXCLUSIVELY ON TELEGRAM https://t.me/RealLadaRay, almost daily! Many events come so fast that Telegram is the only way to go!
Only on Telegram https://t.me/RealLadaRay you get the benefit of my sharp and quick opinions and observations on the hottest and most urgent topics of today!
There are also some breathtakingly beautiful photos there, which you’ll want to see!
This material cannot be posted anywhere else, as you all know! So, if you want to be up to speed and know the truth…
HAPPY NEW YEAR OF THE RABBIT! HOPE YOU ALL ARE DOING WELL!
Today, on the Third Day of the Chinese New Year of the Rabbit, the countdown begins to a whole NEW YEAR of rapid and exciting changes, and events that will transform our existence, in our personal & global realities!
PERIOD 9 PREDICTIONS
This is the last, clean-up year of Period 8!
Period 9 begins with the New Year of the Dragon in 2024 and will last for 20 years, till 2044!
It’ll be the period of FIRE, burning away of the old and rebirthing of the new! It’ll be be the last year of the 180-year cycle, symbolizing fast and irreversible transformation for us all…
And with that little intro… Here’s a new story, and it’s cool and cute, and even synchronistic!
A Japanese MMA martial arts fighter Satoshi Ishii surprised everyone when he came out for the weigh-in, wearing Russian symbolism, including the official Russian two-headed eagle crest on his pants. Front and center on his shirt was the Russian symbolism with the words: Russkiy Vityaz’ (Russian Vityaz).
**Satoshi Ishii – Wikipedia: Satoshi Ishii is a Japanese-born judoka, mixed martial artist, kickboxer and submission grappler who has held Croatian citizenship since 2019 — and he’s the guy who knows his Forbidden History!
It has to be noted that the weighing took place in Japan. If it was in any EU country, you can guess what would happen to him: an immediate ban… an easy guess simply because of the word ‘Russkiy’ and ‘Russia’ and because of the Russian double-headed eagle on his outfit.
**Interesting! This looks to me like a predetermined synchronicity, a nod from the universe! I saw this picture exactly when I was updating Forbidden History: Are Scandinavians Slavs? and talking on Telegram about the renewed attempts to cancel the great Russian culture!
This synchronicity means:
PREVIOUSLY HIDDEN AND SUPPRESSED, THE TRUTH IS WAKING UP ON PLANET EARTH!
This seemingly little story also is a confirmation that the Earth Shift and Galactic Dawn are underway!
⚡️You may have noticed that I’ve changed my Telegram picture! Instead of my photo, the current picture (at least for the time being) will be the Archangel Michael with the peace doves, in blue! It is currently needed for extra protection against greatly intensified since July-August 2022 vicious psychic/dark energy attacks!
The adventure takes off as one of Jade’s new friends utters thefamous last words: “Oh, don’t listen to them! Stepford is a virtual paradise, marvelous for raising a family. Everything will be fine!”
From that, Jade’s new conspiracy investigation in the most unlikely of places begins, and doesn’t let go until she releases the town from its hidden dark past and rights all the wrongs, while putting her and her unborn baby’s lives in grave danger!
A small teaser:
The full moon was surreally bright, but that didn’t help. This part of the Hidden Lake shore was so secluded, so few ever ventured in this direction that not a single soul was likely to hear her scream. Except one. If he cared to listen… If he cared about her… But now, she knew with absolute certainty he didn’t. No one did. The world, her world, was ending. How will her mother survive this? And dad? He’s just started recovering from a stroke. Gathering what strength she still had left, she struggled on wet grass as her new summer dress turned to filthy rags. But there was no escaping from the cold fingers pinning her down, or from a rough hand that crushed her mouth. The last thing she thought was: how could he? The last thing she smelled was the freshness of the night lake, overpowered by a foul stench of a drunken, sweaty male. The last thing she saw was a menacing shadow obscuring the light of the moon. Then, she saw no more. She felt no more…
I never thought of myself as a stay-at-home little housewife. A mere eight weeks ago I’d been dodging stray bullets in Afghanistan together with Paul, my new husband. But then again, I’d never pictured myself as a marrying type either. My name is Jade Snow, I am twenty eight, an investigative journalist and a freelance documentary filmmaker. I met Paul, a brilliant journalist for Time magazine, on one of our expeditions. My crew got word that the Taliban should be in one of the villages of southeastern Afghanistan, close to the Pakistani border. Our documentary about the Iraqi and Afghani insurgencies would’ve been enhanced dramatically if only we succeeded in getting that coveted footage of the bearded, dust-covered Taliban warriors. We were in the very thick of things, when the shooting started. My crew was trapped, and Paul came out of nowhere and saved the day, just like (I’m embarrassed to say) that proverbial knight in shining armor. And as if that wasn’t enough, as they’d say in romance novels, that’s when our eyes met and we knew…. Basically, you get the drift. When you are in the line of fire every day, you know very quickly who’s who around you. You also don’t waste your time on unnecessary doubts and deliberations. Paul and I didn’t. A month later we were married and since our lives were very busy, me – shooting my documentary, him – writing his pieces for Time magazine, the honeymoon was brief and almost perfunctory: four days at a luxury hotel in Dubai, part of the nearby United Arab Emirates. Dubai is a Switzerland wannabe of the Middle East – so close to all the skirmishes, yet so prosperous, so clean, so quiet and so neutral. Well… sort of prosperous, apart from nearly going bankrupt recently, and sort of neutral, at least officially. We spent our time making love, walking on the beach (in case you were wondering, just walking since public displays of intimacy are a huge no-no in these parts), making love (alas, strictly in our hotel room), enjoying peace and quiet, and making love (lots of it). It was loads of fun, restrictions aside, but we had to get back to the hell across the Gulf. Trouble started when one morning I felt sick. At first, we thought it was just the food – you know, the inedible, indigestible kind Afghanistan is so famous for. But when the excruciating abdominal pain and the extreme nausea didn’t subside after a full week, Paul talked me into flying back to Dubai to see a proper doctor. Turned out, I wasn’t sick at all, I was just pregnant. And that’s when my life changed forever from the predictability of danger-ridden assignments at the hottest spots on the planet to the shock of the unpredictable existence as an expecting housewife. The doctor shook his head reproachfully and pronounced that I had too much stress in my life and if I wanted to keep my baby, I should consider changing my lifestyle. “Meaning?” I managed to squeak out indignantly. “Meaning, young lady,” continued the doctor, sternly knitting his bushy eyebrows, “you should stop chasing the Taliban and start living a peaceful, restful life, with good and regular nutrition and in a safe environment.” I hated that man! But Paul agreed with him immediately and wholeheartedly. One week later, he persuaded me, forced me really, to move back to the US. He knew I didn’t have much of an excuse. The documentary was basically done and I could leave my crew behind to finish up some additional footage. We returned to New York, to Paul’s spacious apartment on Upper West Side, where he spent his days applying finishing touches to his work. Meanwhile, I was trying to look like I was busy, too. I went around, obsessively re-arranging furniture in compliance with the principles of my new hobby, feng shui, all the while feeling like a caged tiger. Before long, Paul’s eyes started acquiring a certain alarmed look every time he’d turn around to find yet another furniture piece not in its familiar place. But at that point, his series of Front Line Essays was published to a chorus of favorable critique; my crew came back and our documentary went into production. Soon, I ran out of furniture to re-arrange, having already feng shue-ed the whole place to death. There was nothing left for me to do but to be bored, between debilitating attacks of nausea, of course. From there on everything got worse… Paul got a new assignment, of all places, to Africa. I envied him since I was about to begin resembling a small barrel on long, thin legs and in my condition taking on any new assignments was out of the question. Meanwhile, Paul didn’t feel right leaving me by myself in New York. We need to talk, he said to me one day. Somehow, I didn’t really like the sound of that… Then he started. Didn’t the doctors say I needed a peaceful and restful atmosphere? So, he continued, that must mean the country. It turned out all my assurances that I was fine in New York, and that I had all the fresh air and peace I needed right where I was, fell on deaf ears. Paul was a man of action, coupled with an overactive imagination and a white knight in shining armor syndrome, to boot. I should know, this was the explosive combo I fell for. But now it was turning downright dangerous, as he insisted on treating me as his very own damsel in distress. So, one fine day, Paul came home and happily announced that he rented me a wonderful cottage in the Berkshires, Massachusetts, a charming community about two and a half hours north of the City. Fresh air, mountain views, peace and quiet – what can be better for a pregnant woman? Paul’s rhetorical question hung in the air next to his smiling face, which stared happily into my mortified one. He continued his assault. Green grass, birds singing, besides, didn’t I want to start working on my own book? Surely, those gorgeous mountains would provide plenty of inspiration! He was so convincing, I imagine that’s how the infamous snake in the Garden of Eden seduced naïve Eve into trying the forbidden apple. I certainly saw Paul’s dilemma: what to do with me in my condition when he is so far away, risking his life in some godforsaken Somalia? From his point of view this was a perfect solution and a great way to appease his guilt – mission accomplished! And I… I was too exhausted to argue and somewhere deep down, skillfully implanted by my best friend and confidant, Rachel Weise, a doubt lingered. Who knows, maybe I should, after all, try a change of pace? Perhaps, the country would indeed be better for the baby? Perhaps, I could finally start working on the stories I always wanted to write, but never found the time? Perhaps… And that’s how I was seduced into moving to the quaint town of Stepford, located in idyllic Berkshire County, MA. Paul left for Africa two weeks later, after settling me down in our new country home. He gave me a long and passionate kiss, his dark eyes gazing into mine.
“Oh, don’t listen to them,” said Anne. “Stepford is a virtual paradise, marvelous for raising a family. Everything will be fine.” I exhaled, relieved. The women went back to their knitting, all the while chatting away about this and that, the latest neighborhood news and the freshest bits of gossip. I sat there half-listening and nodding distractedly. Shawna was knitting a baby blanket in cornflower blue and Karen, a baby hat in bright pink. Their fingers moved swiftly, neat rows appearing like magic from under their clicking needles. I better learn to knit like that soon, I thought. The baby sure could use a soft blanket or a prety little hat. And then another thought slithered into my mind. Congrats Jade, it teased me, you’ve just landed yourself in pregnant housewives’ paradise. But then again, the thought continued, at least I won’t be alone any more. And who knows, perhaps, it’ll even be fun.
Some conspiracies hide in small towns with perfect façades
The GREEN DESERT Iraq prequel leads to the next, unexpected manifestation of the international journalist turned sleuth, Jade Snow, in the 1st Accidental Spy full-size novel, STEPFORD, USA. She’s now married yet utterly alone, what with absentee world-traveling journalist husband, stay-at-home mom-to-be, who lands in a perfect-façade “Small Town, USA,” located in the Berkshires, Massachusetts.
Stepford is a typical for the US, idyllic backwater paradise, complete with Victorian antiques, historic Blue Peacock Inn, thegossip central knitting club, and the good old boys’ club, to boot. Behind that boring yet presentable exterior hides a hideous coverup conspiracy, an ugly crime for which an innocent man was sent to jail. Amid small-town charm which behind its perfect façade conceals death, danger and buried secrets, Jade must solve the cold case, uncover uncomfortable truths, bring closure to victims and justice to the wrongly accused!
Along the way, she’ll discover her unexpected psychic gift and find predestined relationships she’ll treasure for life.
FIVE STARS “Compelling until the very end. This is a very enjoyable book with terrific characters and a clever storyline that conjures truths from the imbedded lies and deceit of the higher echelons of Stepford. In a whirlwind of well crafted storytelling we experience Jade’s paranormal psychic visions and even venture into a virtual reality laboratory to discover that all is not as it seems. This novel makes clever observations on morality, class and perception with wonderful twists and turns that will surprise and intrigue. A purposeful puzzle, compelling until the very end. Looking forward to reading Lada Ray’s other novels.” ~ Mardi Orlando, Author
FIVE STARS “This exciting page-turner will have you guessing from the very beginning. Lada skillfully weaves many surprises into this psychological thriller. Her exquisite scene setting together with compelling dialogue makes Stepford USA a fascinating, if at times nail-biting, read. I highly recommend Stepford USA. Jade Snow is intelligent, warm and witty. Join her as she puts the pieces together and helps release a town from its dark, hidden past.” ~ Jason Sullivan, Author
CATEGORY: psychological thriller, adventure, cozy mystery, crime, conspiracy, women sleuths, humor, psychic Suitable for ages: 13 to adult
This is a very special Holiday post, which I’m making open to aPatreons as part of the New Year gift — from me to you!
Join me in a Positive Celebration for Success, Prosperity and Wish Fulfillment MANIFESTATION!
We all celebrate what we love and what our family and tribe tradition calls for. It’s great to have a diversity, in it there exists a special kind of richness. I personally love joyful and uplifting holidays.
Traditionally, I personally celebrate the New Year Dec 31-Jan 1. This is one of my favorite holidays, bringing much joy and warmth once felt as a child. Az indulges me and does his best to tag along. But Az’s family never had this kind of a tradition. They only celebrate Chinese New Year and other Chinese holidays. I happen to love Chinese New Year too, which we celebrate every year together.
But who’s to say we can’t use the best of the existing traditions to create our own, even better ones, custom-tailored to us! Tell you a big secret: that’s what the wise ones and movers and shakers of all times have always done! Created something that would later become a new tradition!
MY NEW WINTER SOLSTICE – NEW YEAR MANIFESTATION TRADITION
In my new, personal tradition I’m combining my personal holistic cosmic spirituality with the positive and inspiring elements of the ancient Feng Shui, witchcraft and Russian Vedic traditions—all blended together!
Here’s the new author bio you’ll now see on LadaRay.com and in online book stores I work with (Kobo/Rakuten, Barnes&Noble, Apple, Vivlio, Tolino, BorrowBox, Smashwords, Scribd, etc.)
Lada Ray is Multidimensional futurist, geopolitical author, creator and psychic counsellor, acclaimed for her uncanny predictions, unique analysis, global forecasts and deeply-revealing personal consultations.
Lada is the creator of breakthrough EARTH SHIFT, QUANTUM CALIBRATION and MULTIDIMENSIONAL CONSCIOUSNESS systems, bridging the gap between 3D reality and higher-consciousness, and allowing us to glimpse beyond the veil.
In addition to being an author of multiple fiction and non-fiction books, Lada Ray authored over two thousand articles, reports, webinars and workshops, published regularly on her main sites: LadaRay.comand Patreon.com/LadaRay.
(Dedicated book page: contains all book info and links, incl. excerpt, new description, reviews and extras)
**Also, the new EARTH KEEPERS SERIES PAGE has been created! At the end of this piece – SEE SOME GREAT NEWS!
CATHARSIS, Legend of the Lemurians (Earth Keepers #1) 2st edition – with new graphics
“Before recorded history, since times immemorial, the Earth Keepers have been watching over our planet. Marked at birth and endowed with supreme powers, the nine chosen ones are the Earth’s record keepers and moderators, and when the time comes, ultimate decision makers. This is the first of their chronicles.”
Lemuria… Atlantis… Forgotten Origins of Humanity
Karma can be a beautiful maiden or a bitch
The population of the red planet Catharsis, on the outskirts of the Andromeda Galaxy, is exceedingly beautiful. Women wear exquisite gowns and gorgeous hairdos, men look stately and dignified, and children seem adorable angels. Even the old people are beautiful: nice grannies knitting scarves or baking delicious cakes and cheerful grandpas taking morning strolls to discuss the latest news at a nearby café.
But Catharsians harbor a terrible secret, which they are ashamed to admit even to themselves. The thing is, they have to share the planet with another race, which they call the Uglies, although the Uglies themselves prefer to be called Lemurians. Alas, no one on Catharsis cares what the Uglies prefer. Being ugly is considered a contagious disease, and the Uglies are herded into a special reservation, called Camp Ugly, where they live out their drudgery behind a tall electric fence.
Yet they don’t seem to fret as they work the fields, raise children and sing their mesmerizingly beautiful songs to Mother of All, the mysterious Goddess Mu. The Uglies’ Elders watch over their ultimate treasure, an enormous Lemurian Mother Crystal, the crystalline engine believed to be holding the planet Catharsis together.
And so, both races co-exist without much interaction—one in their large and beautiful homes, the other in their tiny huts behind tall electric fence… until the ultimate disaster strikes.
Morf is a young Lemurian, who finds himself in the midst of it all, when one night the shimmering Goddess Mu appears to him and he is fatefully thrust into the leadership position whose big shoes no one else can fill.
The mechanism of the Universal Karma activates as last days of Catharsis loom and impending Armageddon conspires to bring out everyone’s true beauty and ugliness. Will the planet Catharsis survive? What new destiny lies in store for the Lemurians? And what happens to the treasured Lemurian Mother Crystal? We are about to find out…
This is Book 1 of the Earth Keepers Chronicles, a companion-prequel to the prophetic real-life fantasy THE EARTH SHIFTER.
Before recorded history, before Humanity, since times immemorial, the Earth Keepers have been watching over our planet. Marked at birth and endowed with supreme powers, the nine chosen ones are the Earth’s record keepers and moderators, and when the time comes, ultimate decision makers. This is the first of their chronicles.
Legend of the Lemurians
Planet Catharsis was a beautiful red planet located on the outskirts of the Andromeda Galaxy. Everything on it was a lovely shade of red, orange, or fuchsia. Catharsis had two beautiful moons: the purple moon and the orange moon, which illuminated the nightly sky when its red sun was napping. Just like the planet itself, its inhabitants were truly beautiful: gorgeous women clad in exquisite gowns and elaborate hairdos, stately men with dignified features, and adorably angelic children. Even the old people were beautiful: nice grannies knitting pretty hats or baking delicious cakes and cheerful grandpas taking lovely morning strolls to discuss the latest news at a nearby café. Catharsians prided themselves on their large and beautiful houses. In fact, one house was more beautiful than the next. People of Catharsis treated beauty as an art form and a lifelong competition. On this planet, being a beautician was a high honor, but what was even better was to be a plastic surgeon. Once, the planet of Catharsis possessed a rich animal kingdom, with animals of varying species living in the woods, fields, and waters. Catharsians also kept adorable pets. But at some point, they realized that all these pets were terribly messy, what with chewing on their owners’ stylish shoes, scratching valuable sofas, and leaving fur everywhere—and that was unforgivably ugly. Soon, all the pets were gone, vanished, as if they never existed. Initially that caused a stir in society, with children crying for their little furry friends and even some adults longing for them. But what wouldn’t one sacrifice for beauty? So, eventually everyone in the Catharsian society adjusted to the absence of pets. However, there was still the question of all those wild animals, which continued to bother the beauty-oriented Catharsians. One day, all the wild animals were gone, as well. That caused much less of a stir, although the group called Fair Catharsis tried to stage protests. The population at large hardly noticed the disappearance of all of the wild creatures. The truth was, the entire planet was now clean and sterile, and no one could argue that this wasn’t much better. Next, an ingenious company, called ELPET, introduced the new electronic pet. Catharsians were tripping all over themselves to purchase one for their household, because these pets never ate, never made a mess and were (you guessed it!) beautiful. Before long, every self-respecting Catharsian household had an Elpet, one model more gorgeous than the next. ELPET stock went through the roof, and the population returned to its happy equilibrium. Harmony and beauty were restored. The whole planet was clearly basking in the rays of its Golden Age, and it seemed nothing, absolutely nothing, could spoil it. But wait, there was something of which Catharsians were both afraid and ashamed. Something they didn’t even admit to themselves. The thing was, not every inhabitant of the planet was beautiful. Sure, there were degrees of beauty. Not everyone could be strikingly, impossibly beautiful. Some had to be plainer than others were. That was true. Although it was never admitted publicly, some Catharsians were less attractive than was socially acceptable. However, they would become more beautiful with the adept help of plastic surgeons and beauticians. No, the people we are talking about were not beautiful by any stretch of imagination. In fact, they were truly and exceedingly ugly. As ugly as one could get! The truth was…the beautiful Catharsians had to share their planet with another race, which they called the Uglies. Of course, the Uglies themselves preferred to be called Lemurians. Alas, on beautiful planet Catharsis no one cared what the Uglies preferred. The Uglies were as different from Catharsians as day was from night. While Catharsians cared very much how exquisite their gowns were, and how well their high-heeled shoes accentuated their meticulously groomed feet, the Uglies ran around in simple, home-made outfits. And, oh horror of horrors, they often walked around barefoot! When asked why they did so, they smiled serenely, explaining that this is how they connected with Goddess Mu, the Sacred Mother of All. ……..
**As is usual with my books, the biggest surprise and revelation comes in the very end!
There will be a second novelette*** in the series, and hopefully more than one in 2023!
The series will have at least 5-6 novelettes altogether, possibly more, as companion-prequels to THE EARTH SHIFTER!
Each novelette will have its own Multidimensional-Universe topic and focus, but all of them are connected and will flow into each other!
When the series is finished, it’ll become a new, full-size epic novel! That was the original design, which is getting a second wind! I plan at least 1 such novelette installment in 2023 (possibly more than one, time allowing, due to many other projects!)
The second book in the EARTH KEEPERS SERIES will be about a cosmic species, whose story I’m sure you’ll all enjoy tremendously, since many of you frequently ask this question!
But no spoilers! Look for my announcements in 2023!
***What is a ‘novelette? It’s usually a shorter piece of fiction than a novella or novel. The size varies between 10 and 20 thousand words.
Gold Train ebook on sale worldwide: $8.19 (reg, $9.99)! All other books on sale too.
FULL DESCRIPTION GOLD TRAIN (Accidental Spy Russia Adventure 2) 2nd edition
International espionage and conspiracy thriller, based on an alluring mystery of one of history’s largest ever treasure troves: the lost Russian Imperial gold reserve. Permeated with a dreamy forbidden love triangle and exciting psychic powers.
GOLD TRAIN is the second full-size Accidental Spy Adventure, featuring sleuthing international journalist Jade Snow and FSB operative Alexei Moguchev.
It all starts with one secret phrase scribbled in a black, leather-bound journal of an assassinated Russian journalist:
“Accounts wrong that all gold left the country or was buried in Lake Baikal.”
This sets off an epic treasure hunt, which along the way uncovers a major international conspiracy to unseat the government of Russia, and begins an undying, yet forbidden passion between two unlikely people that will defy reality, time and space. Full of tantalizing twists and turns, action and revelations throughout, the book’s unexpected culmination and ending will leave you speechless!
11/27/22 From author, Lada Ray Just yesterday, I reread the whole Gold Train for the first time since its original publication in 2012, and had an unexpected blast. I was engrossed in the adventure and all the story’s twists and turns. I rediscovered how much I enjoy my two characters, Jade and Alexei, and how much I appreciate their otherworldly, yet forbidden, relationship! They are so 5D, so out of this world… yet firmly with their feet on the ground! They are amazingly blessed and strangely cursed at the same time; they are locked into this reality, yet free and united beyond it.
“FIVE STARS: What evolves is a brilliantly crafted thriller with murder, mystery, espionage and captivating twists and turns throughout. The author takes us on a tantalising, rip roaring, dangerous, action packed, yet passionate journey across modern day Russia. Jade Snow is to journalism, what Jason Bourne is to action and espionage. The author has managed to develop a character with a fascinating thoughtful purpose. “Gold Train” is an absolute must read, the author goes beyond the obvious and whisks us along into the heart-stopping world of Jade Snow with breathtaking appeal for the next paragraph and page. The author’s knowledge and comprehension of the Russian political scene brings a very credible and believable level of authenticity to the plot. A mesmeric thriller, “Gold Train” is marvellous book which has something for every reader. It leaves you wanting and calling for the next instalment in the adventures of international journalist extraordinaire, Jade Snow.” ~ J.J. Collins, Author
“Once I read THE EARTH SHIFTER, I was eager to read more from Lada Ray. I love the way she blends the historical with fiction and the paranormal. The words flow smoothly as the story unravels. Her writing grips me as soon as I open the book and the ride to the end is full of murder, conspiracy, intrigue, passion, loss and sorrow.” ~ Sherry Fundin Reviews
“On top of breakneck action, the ending blew my socks off. It was 100% an original book. It’s even inspired me to learn Russian.” ~ Rachel’s Book Reviews
I’m inviting you to experience an extensive mega-excerpt from the newly re-edited 2nd edition of Gold Train! These chapters have never before been shared free with the public. I hope you enjoy these consecutive chapters, taking place in gorgeous St. Petersburg and stately Moscow, at the FSB Lubyanka Headquarters and the Sculpture Park. I deliberately chose the chapters near the middle of the book, when the real adventure takes off and shoots into stratosphere.
My eyes flew open. Through the splitting headache, I recalled the events of last night: the ball, freezing, confused and alone in the cold St. Petersburg night, Alexei coming to the rescue, his hotel suite, lots of wine and vodka, presumably to warm up. Then… then… I felt my ears starting to burn. I couldn’t believe what I’ve done next! It wasn’t really like me. I… I loved Paul, didn’t I? “Jade, are you awake?” Alexei’s buttery baritone floated into the bedroom and although my eyes were open for the past fifteen minutes, I didn’t say anything. Instead, I closed them and pretended to be asleep, frantically going in my mind through different how-to-slip-out-unnoticed scenarios. Maybe he’ll just leave and go to do whatever it is he came to do in this city so I could make my escape, I thought hopefully. He tiptoed to the bed and leaned close to me. His scent drifted into my nostrils, tickling my senses and driving me crazy with desire. It cost me all my self-control to hold it together as I concentrated on breathing as evenly and naturally as possible. I think I passed the test of a sleeping person, because he kissed me on the cheek and quietly shut the bedroom door. I exhaled and sat up. Then, I heard him ordering breakfast. My plan was to grab my things the moment he stepped out of the room, slip out quietly, catch a cab, get my stuff from Vera’s and escape to Moscow. It looked like I had no luck in this fairytale beautiful city. ……
As I waited for the elevator, I decided to take a look at my flushed face in the cosmetics mirror I carried in my purse. And that’s when I realized that I left it in Alexei’s suite. All my money and documents were in the purse too, which meant I had to go back and face him once more. And although seeing that sensuous smile again was too much to endure, there was no way around it. Reluctantly, I retraced my steps to his door. My hand on the doorknob, I was about to turn it, when I overheard Alexei’s voice. He seemed to be talking on the phone to someone he called Comrade General. I stopped, puzzled, and without thinking, cupped my ear firmly against the door, an old sound-amplifying trick of spies and domestic servants of all times and cultures. As Alexei’s phone conversation progressed, I liked it less and less. “She has left to get her things from Vera Golitsina. But I am pretty confident I got her,” he said quietly. Then he paused, listening. “No, not really. I believe we are good,” he responded to some unknown question. “Slushayus’! Yes, I’ll keep you posted.” Again, there was a pause. Then, Alexei said, “Yes, I realize that we are running out of time. I appreciate your confidence in me, Comrade General!” I stood by the door frozen, digesting the new and very unpleasant turn of events, when I heard his footsteps. He was heading towards the door. I crossed my arms and waited. When he opened the door, his face registered a momentary surprise, but immediately snapped back to its usual, composed expression. “Jade, what are you still doing here?” he said evenly. ……
On the sleeper express back to Moscow, I noticed a strange man spending an awful lot of time next to my compartment. I thought that was odd and decided to check if I was just being paranoid or that I was indeed being followed. I pretended to head to the restroom, but instead, slipped into the connector area between two carriages. There, I stood quietly in the corner waiting, as a woman in a silk robe opened the door into the restroom and went in. I could see through the glass screen that the man followed me along the narrow passage and pretended that he was waiting his turn. A couple of minutes later, the woman in a robe came out. The man looked surprised and quickly dashed inside to check that I wasn’t hiding somewhere, which obviously was impossible, since these accommodations are so incredibly tiny. I watched as he re-emerged into the corridor, throwing confused glances in both directions and trying to figure out which way I could’ve disappeared. At that moment, I opened the connector door and casually walked past him as if I’d just returned from visiting another carriage. The man seemed to relax and slowly followed me back. I went inside my compartment and locked the door. There was no doubt – I was being followed and very sloppily at that. But by whom? I didn’t want to think it was Alexei who sent this idiot. No, it wasn’t him. He’d definitely send someone brighter. But if it wasn’t him, then who? Could it be my tricky hostess, Duchess Vera? All this was starting to sound like a nightmarish spy movie. ……
I stepped inside my hotel room, put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door and locked it very carefully. I needed some time to think and meditate. After a long and luxurious bath, I ordered dinner and lounged on the sofa, flipping through channels and thinking. It was hard not to like Comrade General, despite the way he brought me in. Smart, powerful, can take a calculated risk, heart seems in the right place… In a word, my kind of a guy. ……
I had no appetite, so I went straight to my room, again hung the “Do Not Disturb” sign and locked the door. I needed to think. I opened a bottle of red wine and sat on the sofa. This was a predicament with huge potential consequences not just for me, but for the whole country of Russia and possibly for the entire world. I sipped the wine and stared out the window of my hotel room. Down there, on a lively Moscow street, the day went on as if nothing happened, as if no catastrophe was on the horizon. But I knew better…unless I did something to prevent it. And that’s when I remembered the Gypsy’s strange prophecies, which were materializing one by one. She predicted that I would miss my St. Petersburg train and that I’d go to a ball and meet a prince. With the thought of Alexei, my heart immediately jumped in my chest and I involuntarily pressed my hand against it, as if afraid this vital organ might inadvertently escape from my body’s confines. Clenching my teeth, I willed myself to get back on topic. So, what else did Rada say? Yes, she said that Svetlana would not be able to complete her investigation, that someone else would do it for her. Now I finally understood the glance she gave me while uttering these words. That someone who’d finish Svetlana’s work was me! The question was, what other predictions were about to come true? ……
FULL DESCRIPTION GREEN DESERT(Accidental Spy Iraq prequel novelette/short) 2nd edition
Being in the right place at just the wrong time is her specialty. She mastered this fine art to perfection. Her name is Jade Snow, a young international journalist who four days ago arrived in Baghdad for a documentary of a lifetime.
Full of eye-opening symbolism, GREEN DESERT, the Accidental Spy series prequel novelette, is the first Jade Snow adventure. Despite its small size, it packs action and surprising twists throughout.
A young American journalist Jade Snow lands in Baghdad at the height of the Iraqi war, on her first serious international assignment. Against advice, she leaves the safety of the Green Zone and gets caught up in the suicide bomber attack against an American convoy.
Before all the clues are gone, the race to uncover the real truth someone’s covering up, begins. Jade must trace the life and psychological state of the young Iraqi suicide bomber, which leads her to a shocking discovery of not only the coverup of the tragedy of the Iraqi war, but also of an impossible karmic link between the bomber and an American sergeant killed in his attack, two mortal enemies who in another life could’ve been friends.
And the biggest and most shocking discovery that puts the entire karmic story in perspective, awaits Jade in the very end!
**To underscore the story’s message and Jade Snow’s persona as a documentary journalist, this, special 2nd edition, has been updated with striking images of the ancient Mesopotamia and current day Iraq.
In the next, full-size novel STEPFORD, USA (Accidental Spy Small Town Adventure #1), now pregnant Jade Snow lands in an idyllic and restful town hiding a hideous conspiracy, an ugly crime for which an innocent man was sent to jail. Amid death, danger and buried secrets, Jade must uncover the uncomfortable truths, bring closure to the victim and restore justice!
In the following bestselling novel GOLD TRAIN (Accidental Spy Russia Adventure #2), Jade Snow, now a wife and mom to an adorable toddler daughter, on a quest to rekindle her practically dead international journalist career, goes to Russia, to discover not only the alluring mystery of the world’s largest treasure, the lost Gold of the Russian Empire, but also a shocking international conspiracy that could lead to WWIII. On top of it, she finds something she was never looking for, a passionate star-crossed relationship that will become her destiny!
In the following adventure, the novel DRAGON GATE (Accidental Spy Asia Adventure #3 – unfinished, currently in progress), Jade is called to solve a mystery which will reveal a deeply layered world-shattering international conspiracy, well-hidden in the most unlikely of places. Amid spies, secrets and lies, some inspiring truths are brought to light, and another unexpected, yet divinely guided encounter with destiny develops, culminating in a major sacrifice Jade must make for love!
Also in the works: RUSSIAN ROULETTE (Accidental Spy New Treasure Adventure #4 – *working title*), where much is lost but even more found!
Will there be more?… Oh, yeah, it definitely will! Stay tuned!
FIVE STARS “Riveting story with powerful message!” Meredith Carvin
FIVE STARS “This story will rock your world.” Bill Tillman
FIVE STARS “A powerful, gripping and entrancing story. The author’s ability to take a topical subject and combine it with talented descriptive writing and creativity always thrusts the reader into the very heart of her books.” J.J. Collins, Author (London, UK)
“One day, the Iraqi desert will be a garden…again.” Mohammed al-Tikriti, suicide bomber, former University of Baghdad student
He looked up and wiped the sweat streaming down his face with a trembling hand. Eight a.m. Baghdad sun knew no mercy even at this hour. He must concentrate, just a few more minutes! He stood next to his shabby, dusty Corolla, with faded taxi markings on it. The alley was deserted and deathly quiet, as expected. But just down the hill, barely thirty meters away and fully visible from his vantage point, was the intersection of the busiest road in the city. Almost time. They should be here any moment. He took an envelope out of his pocket and almost decided to leave it by the gate of the nearest house, securing it with a rock, when he saw an American press crew – a cameraman and a tall, slim woman, disguised as a man (who was she kidding?) – setting up their camera next to the intersection. He simply couldn’t believe his luck! Allah is merciful, he hasn’t deserted him in this hour of judgment! He cast a quick glance around, and another stroke of luck! A young boy, no more than eight or nine, rounded the corner, carrying a heavy jug of water, and made his way through the alley. “Hey, boy! Come here, little boy,” he called, waving temptingly his last two dollar bills. “Want to make some real American money?” The boy set his water jug on the ground and cautiously edged closer. The man handed him the envelope. “I want you to give this after the explosion to that pretty lady dressed as a man. Do you see her?” The boy’s shrewd eyes shot in the direction of the American press crew, and he nodded, giggling. Then, another thought made him frown. “What explosion?” he asked suspiciously. “You’ll see,” said the mysterious man. “The most important thing, stay hidden right here until after it happens. Understood?” The boy nodded. The man gave him an encouraging smile and got into his Corolla. Time! He started the motor and quietly rolled closer to the intersection. Immediately, he heard the rumbling noise of a huge American truck, then he saw it. Praise Allah! Yet another stroke of luck – the monstrosity was full of soldiers. A big man with sergeant’s insignia sat in the cabin, next to the driver. Good! He’ll aim right at him. An officer is even better than mere soldiers. “Allaaaahu Akbar!” He slammed his foot on the accelerator and with a desperate cry launched his car forward, like a missile. The big sergeant in the front seat turned his head towards him. The last thing the man’s mind registered was surprise in sergeant’s blue eyes.
Being in the right place at just the wrong time is my specialty. I mastered this fine art to perfection. My name is Jade Snow, I am an international journalist, and four days ago I arrived to Baghdad together with my crew to do a documentary about the Iraqi war. The first two days here normally feel like your lungs are about to explode from the ever-present thick yellow dust. Then, you get used to it. The key is to cover your face and drink lots and lots of bottled water. Bottled, because you obviously can’t trust what’s coming out of a tap. In four days, I’ve seen enough Green Zone to last me a lifetime, but little else. The Green Zone is by far the nicest place in Baghdad. Some of the palm trees have been toppled by explosions and you can still see traces of shelling on the walls of the opulent former Saddam’s Palace, presently the US military headquarters. But our luxury hotel’s swimming pool area is always full. You can get a chilled beer or a margarita served by the pool side, blond American women strut here in bikinis, and American businessmen shake hands on the latest reconstruction deals. My hot-blooded Latin cameraman, Alejandro, has not been wasting his time. While I’ve been trying to figure out how to get us out of the Green Zone and into action, he’s been spending quality time in the company of a confident-looking brunette, a reporter for one of the networks, and a smiley army PR specialist. Later, I spotted him whispering little nothings to a cute, blond private, who kept blushing and throwing adoring glances at “the glamorous media man.” I didn’t mind. Let him enjoy himself today. Work starts tomorrow. It’s very different outside this heavily guarded area – desolate, dangerous, ugly, and hard to breathe because of the desert dust. It’s highly advisable, especially for women, to stay inside the Green Zone. Many journalists here are satisfied with the daily military briefings, in which we are told only what the military wants us to know. But I can’t settle for that. I came here to shoot what I hope would be an award winning documentary. I am suffocating behind these walls. I have to know what’s going on out there, in real Baghdad! All I need is transportation. “Fine,” surrendered the captain in charge of transport. I’ve been besieging him since day one and, finally exhausted, he gave up. “Keys. Your jeep is over there,” he pointed at a bunch of cars in the nearby lot. “The green one.” “Thank you, Captain,” I said, feeling the happiest I’ve been since arriving to this inhospitable place. “Don’t mention it,” he responded grouchily. “But I must advise you that you are venturing out there at your own risk. I suggest you at least wait for the convoy. It’s leaving in an hour. Two Humvees and a truck. Better travel with them – safety in numbers.” “Can’t do that, Captain,” I said brightly. “Another day perhaps. Today, the plan is to shoot some footage of real life: streets, people, marketplace… It won’t work with soldiers around. But I appreciate your advice all the same.” “All right,” he said, giving up. “But at least, dress in man’s clothes. It’s safer. This world is not very favorable to women, especially pretty Western women,” he added, attempting a smile and failing miserably. It seemed like a sound advice, so I quickly borrowed a pair of cargo pants, safari shirt and a khaki cap from Alejandro. I found a silk scarf and tied it around the pants, because Alejandro’s belt didn’t have enough holes in it. The scarf did a satisfactory job of holding up the cargoes and added some bulk to my form. After rolling up the pants so they wouldn’t drag on the ground, I checked my new look in the mirror and satisfied, got into the jeep. We found a good vantage point, a busy intersection, next to a marketplace. Deciding to do some general footage first, we started setting up the camera on the corner. I had a good feeling about this particular spot, hoping we might be able to get some good angles here. The camera started rolling. “Pan right, Alejandro. Now, a tad to the left. Try to catch that family with those cute little kids,” I directed my cameraman periodically. “Very good,” I went on, and was going to add that now I needed him to focus on the marketplace, when we heard the rumbling noise. “It must be the convoy the captain was talking about,” I murmured. Sure enough, moving towards us was the leading Humvee, followed by a huge armored truck, with at least fifteen or sixteen soldiers on board, two of them manning machine guns trained on both sides of the street, and followed by another Humvee. The truck was now almost parallel with us, a mere twenty feet away. “Get this!” I mouthed to Alejandro through the deafening noise. But he was already focusing his camera on the convoy. I lucked out with Alejandro as my cameraman. He was experienced and I really didn’t need to remind him of such things. As the truck passed us, the broad-shouldered sergeant in its cabin nodded to me and I saw a smile in his blue eyes. I waived back at him. At that very moment, I heard a noise coming from the quiet alley behind. Both Alejandro and I turned to see what was going on. Like a bullet, an old Corolla shot out of the hidden alley, and went straight for the truck. Some kind of a package was tied to the car’s front, where during weddings they usually tied wedding dolls. Alejandro, a consummate cameraman, immediately trained his camera on the charging Corolla. I only had the time to think, but it’s so tiny compared to that giant truck… when I got that urgent gut feeling, which I usually referred to as “my well-honed intuition.” “Run!” I yelled, and quickly dragged Alejandro into the alley. We barely had time to duck behind a protruding rock, when the soldier with machine gun on top of the truck started firing. But it was too late; Corolla rammed into the truck at full speed, smack where the blue-eyed sergeant sat. A huge explosion rocked the intersection. The noise was deafening, fire raged, panicked and bleeding people ran in all directions. Alejandro and I were about to dash to the site of the explosion, hoping we could help. But at that moment, a new explosion rocked the street and we had to duck again. It was hopeless. No one over there could’ve survived these two explosions, plus the fiery inferno. We stood, watching the flames, wiping sweat, dust and soot off our faces, hoping against hope that someone had survived, and not knowing what to do next. And that’s when someone tugged on my sleeve. I looked down, surprised. A small Iraqi boy stood next to me. “Did you just tug on my sleeve?” I asked. In response, he silently handed me an envelope. I took the envelope and my jaw dropped as I read: Why I became a terrorist. Inside I found several pages, written in a small, tight handwriting in what appeared to be decent English. I looked up to ask the boy where he got this letter, but he was already gone. I couldn’t believe what I was holding in my hand. It was the story of the suicide bomber, whose deadly act I just witnessed firsthand! …..
In 2006 I was flying from Asia back to the US through Dubai, where I met an American journalist returning back to Iraq. He turned out to have done his journalism studies at Bard College in Red Hook, NY, one of my favorite schools, where my daughter was a young scholar at the age of 16-18 and which I visited frequently. We exchanged some stories from our travels and as we said goodbye, the idea of Jade Snow, a spunky, smart and incredibly blessed, yet strangely cursed international journalist, turned stay-at-home mom, turned accidental spy extraordinaire, flushed in front of my eyes.
The GREEN DESERT, 1st Accidental Spy Iraq adventure novelette was born, which, as I wrote it, took an unexpected turn of the butterfly effect!
The Green Desert prequel led to next manifestation of Jade Snow in the 1st Accidental Spy full-size novel, now as married yet lonely, what with absentee world-traveling husband, stay-at-home mom-to-be, who lands in a perfect-façade backwater paradise, STEPFORD, USA, to reveal the truth, solve a cold case and bring closure and justice to the victim and wrongfully imprisoned man.
The next adventure, GOLD TRAIN, was my inspiration. I created a story I personally enjoyed very much, in which an epic treasure hunt for the lost gold of the Russian Empire and a dangerous global conspiracy against Russia blended with something forbidden and passionate, a star-crossed relationship between Jade and FSB operative Alexei. Frankly, that was never planned, but once I began writing, my characters demanded me to go in that direction.
Generally, the characters in this series behaved very willfully, not always performing the way I planned. The author is sometimes at the mercy of character development logic, even if they break the mold and decide to stray off on their own adventure!
I wanted to create an off-beat, free-spirited, willful protagonist, who has a huge heart, being brave, fiercely loyal, truthful and caring to a fault, yet with a rebellious and inquisitive streak that often gets her in trouble but also delivers miraculous results… And a red-head, with eyes like the ocean on a breezy summer day, Jade Snow appeared, fitting the bill perfectly.
I also wanted to create a hero who would be worthy of Jade’s affections, and Alexei Moguchev, aka Prince Obolensky, appeared. In truth, Alexei exceeded my expectations and became more than I hoped for.
Now that my books are getting a new life through re-publishing with a different publisher whom I love, I begin to work anew on the next adventure, DRAGON GATE, where Jade and Alexei experience an unexpected, yet destined reunion. The beginning chapters of this adventure were first written in 2012, following GOLD TRAIN, and I am preparing this unfinished manuscript (first 8 or so chapters) to be included in the new ACCIDENTAL SPY 3.3 OMNIBUS EDITION!
I have another idea formed back in 2012, and now it may get a new life. The promising beginning was written a long time ago, and the working title of this book is RUSSIAN ROULETTE. I am very excited about these new Jade and Alexei adventures and I can see where they are both going… Also, more air time will be given in the future books to Jason (Stepford USA), Rachel (Stepford, USA and Gold Train) and Comrade General (Gold Train). Little Lara and the amazing cat, Princess Lily, will also show up.
The new stories are already written in my head, I just need to put them on paper! There are explosive twists and turns my characters and I have planned, and more passionate and otherworldly romance too, the kind of a relationship most can only dream of! There will be more gorgeous places and jaw-dropping conspiracies throughout! Maybe even a bit more of a treasure hunt…
**A warning! The steamy intimate parts are definitely R-rated, but I can tell you that: 1. I personally think they are awesome and very logical for the characters created. 2. The original intimate scenes have been toned down, but not sterilized, in 2nd edition of Gold Train and the future Dragon Gate. 3. The original, uncut, full romantic and intimate scenes from Gold Train and Dragon Gate will be published as a separate compilation, sold exclusively in the ✍️BOOKS bookstore.
GREEN DESERT (Accidental Spy Iraq prequel 0, a novelette/short)
The first Jade Snow adventure, despite its small size packing action and surprising twists throughout, all the way to the riveting end! A young American journalist Jade Snow lands in Baghdad at the height of the Iraqi war, on her first serious international assignment. Against advice, she leaves the safety of the Green Zone and gets caught up in a suicide bomber attack. Before all clues are gone, the race to uncover the real truth someone’s covering up, begins. Tracing the tragic life of a young Iraqi and his family leads Jade to a shocking discovery of an impossible karmic link between the bomber and an American sergeant killed in his attack.
STEPFORD, USA (Accidental Spy Small Town Adventure 1, a novel) Some conspiracies hide in small towns with perfect facades
In the first full-sized Accidental Spy adventure, now pregnant Jade Snow lands in an idyllic and restful paradise hiding a hideous conspiracy, an ugly crime for which an innocent man was jailed. Amid the small town charm which behind its perfect facade conceals death, danger and buried secrets, Jade must uncover the uncomfortable truths, bring closure to the victims and free the wrongly accused! Along the way, Jade will discover her psychic gift and find predestined relationships she’ll treasure for life.
GOLD TRAIN (Accidental Spy Russia Adventure 2, a novel) **KINDLE BESTSELLER 2012 Now it gets really interesting!
The Gypsy Rada’s prophecy: “You’ll find something very valuable, but lose something even more valuable instead.” In the following bestselling novel, Jade Snow, now a wife and mom to an adorable toddler daughter, on a quest to rekindle her practically dead international journalist career, goes to Russia, to discover not only the alluring mystery of the world’s largest treasure, the lost Gold of the Russian Empire, but also a shocking international conspiracy that, if not stopped, could lead to WWIII.
On top of it, she finds something she was never looking for, a passionate star-crossed relationship that will become her destiny! Packed with thrilling twists and turns throughout, complete with an entirely original ending that’ll ‘blow your socks off,’ as one reviewer pointed out!
DRAGON GATE (Accidental Spy Asia Adventure 3 – an unfinished novel, in progress) **First several chapters, full of tantalizing twists and turns, included as part of the Accidental Spy 3.3 Omnibus
In the following adventure, Jade is called to solve a mystery which will reveal a deeply layered, world-shattering international conspiracy, well-hidden in the most unlikely of places. Amid spies, secrets and lies, a divinely guided encounter throws Jade and Alexei yet again together, to prevent a looming catastrophe that could wipe out a small Asian village, or set the whole world on fire. Along the way, they’ll uncover some inspiring truths about themselves and real love that defies reality, time and space, but at the same time, they’ll have to make the biggest sacrifice of their lives!
RUSSIAN ROULETTE (Accidental Spy New Treasure Adventure 4) **Working title **The idea and beginning written – book in progress **Russian Roulette’s riveting beginning included as a bonus in Accidental Spy 3.3 Omnibus
Following the reality-bending and heart-stopping Asia adventure, Jade returns to New York, where she lives with her little daughter Lara and cat Princess Lily, trying to mend her aching heart and pick up the pieces of her life. But something’s always missing. Jade’s best friend, Dr. Rachel Weise, continues with her thriving psychoanalyst practice.
One day, Jade surprises Rachel and Lara with a trip to a luxury tropical resort, planned as a well-deserved break for overworked Rachel, her rock all these years, and an opportunity to forget about Jade’s own turbulent past. It all begins very idyllic, but quickly falls apart when a completely unexpected ghost from the past, whose words could never be ignored, delivers the shocking news: they are in danger and must drop everything! As Jade and Rachel try to come to grips with their new reality, Jade gets a disturbing premonition of a disaster about to befall Alexei and his family. A race to right the wrongs, prevent yet another major conspiracy, find the missing pieces of the treasure puzzle and ultimately save the day, begins!
Sometimes even the biggest heroes need help, and this time it’s up to Jade to be the rock! In the end of this adventure, much will be lost… but even more will be found, changing everyone’s lives forever!