International Headline! Headless bodies wash ashore outside the grounds of Templetons de México, a five star hotel located on the north beach of Mazatlán, prompting an exodus of guests.
A convention at the hotel is scheduled to attract guests who are interested in regression, and their search to better understand their souls. But there is a killer among them, a vicious and brutal killer.
Revenge is driving this maniac, a deadly plot that took 25 years to contrive.
Mickey, a man who died 38 years ago is living at the hotel, looking quite alive and well. He has a secret so absurd, so outrageous. And
yet, he is determined to follow through with his plan.
Emma is the strong-willed assistant at Templetons, who, while battling with Mickey's impossible proposal, takes the lead in fighting
the terrorists who have infiltrated their home at Templetons de México.
NO FEAR! is a psychological thriller that takes you through one week in time, it will keep you reading until the end, leaving you filled with tears, and shock... and wanting more.
C. Michaels is from the Pacific NW but now lives in Mexico with her Chow Chow, Rani. Michaels' writes thrillers with twisty plots that tease the reader until the end. Her books, Cross Roads and NO FEAR! are a series that follow the hotel owner, Templeton from Idaho in Cross Roads, where greed drives evil people, to Mazatlan, Mx in NO FEAR!, 25 years later where that past greed is reborn with a killer on the loose. Her latest novel, Bill of Human Wrongs is a frightening political thriller that has been compared to a Rod Serling story. C. Michaels has always had a love for the arts, in both writing and painting, finding Mazatlan's Paradise the perfect place to work. Her books are character driven, and will easily draw you into their crazy zany world, a place where for some, there are no scruples or decency.
Michaels is excited about the release of her new political thriller, Bill of Human Wrongs, now on available on Amazon.
In an effort to appease the doctor conducting the convention, Emma agrees to visit his workshop, and allows him to put her under.
What does she she? Is it a dream or did the event she's about to witness actually take place?
Emma closes her eyes, and listens to Paul’s comforting
voice, it is indeed soothing. She begins to feel like she’s floating, she’s detached
and soaring so effortlessly with the beach below her. She puts her arms out to
feel the gentle breeze and sees her fingers touch the feathers of a lone bird
staring at her through the air. Strange to
be flying over the beach like this. She looks back to see the hotel. Is that Gloria waving from the penthouse? Or
maybe she’s telling me to come back. She doesn’t care, she feels bliss, not
wanting the sensation to stop. The bird becomes bored with her and flaps its
wings, heading in a direction away from Emma. She watches as it slowly becomes
unrecognizable. Suddenly, she feels a loss of control and begins to spiral down
toward land. She feels fear until a breeze sweeps under her, forcing her legs to
spring forward, making her feel as though she’s sitting in a comfortable chair
that gently lands in the sand. She lifts herself out of the cloud-like seat and
walks a short distance. She has no shoes and the sparkling grains of sand wedge
between her toes. The hotel is now a faint blur in the distance. Looking ahead,
her desires prompt her to forge forward. Again, she hears Paul’s voice, but
this time, it’s faint. She strains to hear his words. A train? She looks ahead and sure enough, there is a train car sitting
on the beach. It appears to be a caboose. How
can this be? She walks up to it and puts the palms of her hands on the
shiny red side of the lone car. Paul’s nearly indistinguishable voice tells her
to board the train. She looks back wondering. Does he
realize that it’s just a single car? Opening the door, she slowly climbs inside.
Immediately, she feels the surge of movement. How can this be? She peers out the window and is overwhelmed at the
speed it has accomplished in just seconds. She grabs onto the railings of the
seat, this time realizing that her transportation is moving in reverse. She can
no longer understand what she sees when looking out the window, it’s all a
blur. Closing her eyes, she holds on tight until the movement of the caboose
begins to slow, and then comes to a halt.