Books with author Peter Neil

It is easy to get lost or separated while navigating through a wormhole maze, as Phil Crowe and Emily Boyle soon discover. And, stopping an extinction event from happening is just one problem Phil and Sergeant Berry contend with, as they desperately search for Navy SEALs Emily and Captain Simms in the mirages of time. But they still have to outwit Donovan, who is out hunting shadow warriors. And, if he neutralizes the elusive Mr. Smith they are his next target. “I’m a pirate, not a pilot,” Captain Avery jokes to Donovan. “I can fly anything with a rudder.” Good. Well, that certainly evens the odds. This hair-raising adventure raises chilling questions about parallel universes, time-travel and life after death. Who created the wormhole maze? Who built the pyramid city? And, why is Captain Simms unconcerned when his team members die horrific deaths? Phil soon discovers that no-one, and nothing is what it seems; and that, if time and monsters don’t kill you, Donovan certainly will.‘Dimensions’ is a fast-paced science-fiction love adventure of time-travel to parallel universes; with similarities to HG Well’s ‘Time Machine,’ ‘Edge of Tomorrow’ and ‘Timeline.’ It is a modern day ‘Alice in Wonderland.’ This book should appeal to young adults and science fiction enthusiasts of all nationalities and cultures, especially those that enjoy quick moving and action-packed ‘Indiana Jones’ style Sci-Fi adventure.

Hi! My name’s Heni, Heni Hani. You know, Hani — like honey from a bee in a bottle.The Jesus statue was our first claim to fame. And each summer, our city — the tuna and shark capital of the world — played host to the world’s longest pub-crawl. But, up the peninsula people feared abduction, implants, lost time and dreams meshed in reality. Cattle were mutilated. And then, there were the child serial killings. Even the police were confused.I found a magical AI pendant. Then I fell off the haystack. Thud!‘Crikey. I think he’s dead?’ Brian kicked me — hard.‘Ouch! That hurt!’ I squealed, rolling over.‘Maybe it’s got magical powers Heni?’ suggested Jo. ‘Why don’t you do it again?’#‘Mom, I had a bad dream about clowns. A stick man with beady black eyes tried to jab a metal object in my neck, so I bit him. Then I ran away — petro flied.’ ‘You too—?’ I looked at Jo flabbergasted. ‘But—, you weren’t in my dream.’‘I was too Heni,’ she snapped. ‘Yes. I saw you holding hands with Amanda Thomas and flying around everywhere like you owned the place!’

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‘I’m having bad dreams Hen. I dreamt I was in a white dome-shaped room levitating on a table,’ Amanda said.‘I had the same dream. So did Mom. So did Jo. Everyone did. Ask around. You do the math,’ I replied. Her face paled. She started shaking. ‘But I know what they’re scared of.’ I held up the pendant. ‘Maybe it’s an evil pendant? It’s evil, so the previous owner threw it away. Perhaps I should too?’‘I don’t think so,’ Jo whispered back. ‘It’s not evil. Only people are evil.’Martin Dunbar certainly was evil, and the CIB detectives knew it.#Randy White squeezed the rifle trigger; the impact propelled me to the ground.‘Huh? You shot me?’ A puddle of blood oozed over the golden yellow sand.‘Teresa? Is that you?’ I asked the girl in the glowing ball of light. ‘I think I’m dead.’ ‘Use the pendant,’ Sam replied. ‘Are you stupid or what? Use the pendant!’#‘We’ll get you while you’re sleeping,’ a figure growled from the bushes.‘Not in my lifetime,’ I hissed back. ‘The pendant will kill you! And—, if it doesn’t. I will!’ Our eyes latched onto it. Amanda clutched at me. The pendant glowed, thrashing out reams of light.