ABOUT THE BOOKS!
Anton Zelov has come back and is set to avenge those who stood in his
way. A race against time ensues to keep Jane's family away from their
clutches. But is victory in store for those who must take down the
Order or has their battle just begun?
The final Orders are in place and all seems lost to the Federation. Yet a glimmer of hope remains in the hands of an unlikely heroine. What will she choose to pursue and would her choice save the final dimensions?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Irene Helenowski, the author of the “Order of the Dimensions” trilogy, is a biostatistician at an academic medical center in Chicago and recently received her doctorate in biostatistics. She also enjoys going to movies and concerts in her spare time.
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EXCERPT For Order of the Dimensions!
“My cell phone is not working either.”
Several men with flashlights appeared and the
audience became relieved, assuming them to be
part of security. The lights went back on, revealing
figures in black now all over the aisles. They began
dragging individuals into the aisle and shouting. A
few of the men signaled to the ceiling, leading to
ropes dropping down and several more black-
dressed men sliding down the ropes to the floor of
the hall and then to the stage. The room once
again darkened as beating and screaming could be
heard everywhere.
“What the ...” he glanced at the fuel gage, seeing
that the plane was running dangerously low. How
could that be the case? They had just refueled in
Vancouver.
Another large flash of light engulfed the sky. When
the men looked back, they noticed several military
jets behind them. Randy began trembling as he
tried to contact the planes, but received no answer.
They heard other communications.
“Permission to shoot down target.”
“Permission granted.”
“What the hell, man? What’s going on? Why are
they targeting us?”
“Dave, I know this sounds crazy but they’re not
who you think they are.” Randy pushed down on
the yoke, causing the plane to descend.
Mother and daughter moved in for a closer look,
Jane carefully opening it to find four pearl swans
circling as the prelude to Swan Lake began to play.
“Wow! It’s so pretty, isn’t it?” she said to Amy.
“Yes, it is. Reminds me of the one I gave my
daughter when she was a little girl.”
Her mouth went dry, hearing the thundering voice.
She looked up to see him staring at her with the
fiercest eyes she had ever seen.
“I certainly miss her. It’s always a tragedy to lose a
precious little girl.”
“I told you! A mere constable is no match for me,
remember?” He clenched his teeth, holding her so
hard that she could barely breathe. ”So what shall
you do now? Hmm? Scream? I can silence you.
Reach for your cell phone? I have hidden it. Reach
for the hotel phone? I disconnected it.”
“R¬r¬r¬andy will be back with the kids shortly and
...”
“And what?” Anton stood back, flexing his arms,
grown larger through his recent lifting sessions.
“Are you telling me that you actually want your
children to see their father pulverized?”
EXCERPT for Revised Orders
“Okay, the parameters are all set.” Amber began the
simulation, just about to open the Multiverser, when the
door flung open itself, knocking her out. Jane could not
believe her eyes.
“Anton? What ... what are you doing here?”
Anton only glared at her. He had become freed from the
black dimension as Albert was able to connect to the
Philadelphia realm through the connection that Amber
created in her algorithm.
“Anton?”
Her eyelids became heavy from the cold, wet
handkerchief that Roger placed over her mouth.
“Randy!” He looked up to see her lean towards him,
struggling to free herself, her face red, glistening from
the sweat. Before he could move, an explosion of lights
encompassed the room.
“Ah, so this is Valentin’s new driving student!” He took
off his jacket, revealing his bulging arms. The thin 108
young man trembled as he saw them flex larger with
each step. “I do not take kindly to those who almost run
over the mother of my child. You are just fortunate that
my child was not there either.” He cut the ropes with his
knife before placing it onto his neck. “Very fortunate.” He
grabbed his collar, lifting him up, banging his head
against the wall. “And yet you must understand that I still
need to send him a message. A message to never get
near either of them ever again!”
Nina screamed, breaking free of the guard’s hold,
charging at her tormentor. He knocked her down with
one punch, redrawing his gun. “See what you made me
do! You made me hit a woman! Not that I should call an
abomination like you a woman!” He spat on her and
kicked her in the ribs. Seeing his hand reach for her, she
rolled away, stopping when she hit the black device.
Struggling up, she turned its knob, entering the box
before either man could grab her again. Locking herself
inside, she panted as the humming grew louder.
“No need, love. I can just take it now.” Tina turned
around as she saw a large hand attempt to take the
envelope.
“Anton, what ... what are you doing here? Where are 241
Maggie and the girls?”
“Maggie and the girls?”
She inched back, falling on the first step as the light
flashed across the painting of Venus above, her eyes
closing as her head hit the stairs.
A young woman from the front desk rushed towards her,
only to step aside as Anton extended his arm. “She will
be fine. You may call my car now, Claudia.”
“Of course, Mr. Zelov.”
EXCERPT for Final Orders
“No! No! Why, mommy, why?”
“I don’t know why, my dear.”
“But why doesn’t Mommy want me anymore?” Amy held
on to his neck, her tears wetting his collar.
“I don’t know, love, but I want you. I shall always be your
father, remember?”
“If you just sign these papers, Mr. President, the
adoptions will be final.” Lena placed the pile beside him.
“No! No! That monster is not their father! That monster is
not their father!”
“Shut up! You’ve had enough chances! “ He pulled her
back, pushing her against the wall, pinning his gun
against her neck. “And yet I have orders not to kill you.”
He sneered. “The foolish President loves you yet. That
is why we will retrieve you from the null space once
you’ve learned your lesson. Let’s see how you wise up
by then.”
“Before you leave, your sample.”
“Of course.” Pawel spit into the receptacle. All guards
now had to be genetically verified through saliva
samples before they left the building for added security
measure.
“Thank you.”
He began leaving before a reading could be made.
“Excuse me, your sample was not verified. You must
return and give another one.”
Pawel ignored him.
“Excuse me, you must come back!”
He picked up his pace.
“Stop him!”
He dodged the gate before they could close it, making
his way through the park. He jumped the construction
barriers and crossed Mesa Vista Road, almost making it
to the alley when the Lincoln hit. He tried to stand on the
broken knee but fell again as the door opened.
“Pawel! Where are you going now, my boy?” Anton took
the baton handed to him, swinging it as he came closer.
“So you thought you could outrun me forever, eh?”
“I’ll take the risk.” Anton grabbed Richard’s neck and
threw him against the window. Standing up, he knocked
down the approaching agent with the barrel of his gun.
He swung at another, driving his head onto the rail of the
seat across the aisle. He turned around, hearing a gun
shot after taking down a fourth man.
“You’re welcome.” Roger lowered his pistol.
“Seventeen, you say? And still so skinny? Why, when I
was seventeen I was already an ox and killed five grown
men!”
The boy scrunched his face, closing his eyes.
“And you’re crying? My young son doesn’t even cry
anymore. Imagine that. I have these little girls ruder than
my daughters and now I’m with a man meeker than my
five¬year¬old boy.” He backed away, motioning the lad to
a brawl. “Never mind. I shall take it upon myself to show
you how to be a man. Now, come on.”
He sat still, shaking his head.
“Come on. Don’t you want to be a man? Don’t you want
to be like me? And that is why you answered the posts
of those girls you fancied?”
“Please ... no ... I’m sorry.”
“Come on, I said!” Anton charged at the boy, grabbing
the back of the chair, tilting it back as he came closer to
his face. “Come on, Mr. President. I would like to know
how exactly you came into power. Know exactly what it
takes.” He held his fist to Niles’ chin.
“He is at the event now and about to reach her!” Ivan ran
in, leading Anton to turn his way.
“Very well. If you will, please tend to the President here
and his face.
“No! No! Why, mommy, why?”
“I don’t know why, my dear.”
“But why doesn’t Mommy want me anymore?” Amy held
on to his neck, her tears wetting his collar.
“I don’t know, love, but I want you. I shall always be your
father, remember?”
“If you just sign these papers, Mr. President, the
adoptions will be final.” Lena placed the pile beside him.
“No! No! That monster is not their father! That monster is
not their father!”
“Shut up! You’ve had enough chances! “ He pulled her
back, pushing her against the wall, pinning his gun
against her neck. “And yet I have orders not to kill you.”
He sneered. “The foolish President loves you yet. That
is why we will retrieve you from the null space once
you’ve learned your lesson. Let’s see how you wise up
by then.”
“Before you leave, your sample.”
“Of course.” Pawel spit into the receptacle. All guards
now had to be genetically verified through saliva
samples before they left the building for added security
measure.
“Thank you.”
He began leaving before a reading could be made.
“Excuse me, your sample was not verified. You must
return and give another one.”
Pawel ignored him.
“Excuse me, you must come back!”
He picked up his pace.
“Stop him!”
He dodged the gate before they could close it, making
his way through the park. He jumped the construction
barriers and crossed Mesa Vista Road, almost making it
to the alley when the Lincoln hit. He tried to stand on the
broken knee but fell again as the door opened.
“Pawel! Where are you going now, my boy?” Anton took
the baton handed to him, swinging it as he came closer.
“So you thought you could outrun me forever, eh?”
“I’ll take the risk.” Anton grabbed Richard’s neck and
threw him against the window. Standing up, he knocked
down the approaching agent with the barrel of his gun.
He swung at another, driving his head onto the rail of the
seat across the aisle. He turned around, hearing a gun
shot after taking down a fourth man.
“You’re welcome.” Roger lowered his pistol.
“Seventeen, you say? And still so skinny? Why, when I
was seventeen I was already an ox and killed five grown
men!”
The boy scrunched his face, closing his eyes.
“And you’re crying? My young son doesn’t even cry
anymore. Imagine that. I have these little girls ruder than
my daughters and now I’m with a man meeker than my
five¬year¬old boy.” He backed away, motioning the lad to
a brawl. “Never mind. I shall take it upon myself to show
you how to be a man. Now, come on.”
He sat still, shaking his head.
“Come on. Don’t you want to be a man? Don’t you want
to be like me? And that is why you answered the posts
of those girls you fancied?”
“Please ... no ... I’m sorry.”
“Come on, I said!” Anton charged at the boy, grabbing
the back of the chair, tilting it back as he came closer to
his face. “Come on, Mr. President. I would like to know
how exactly you came into power. Know exactly what it
takes.” He held his fist to Niles’ chin.
“He is at the event now and about to reach her!” Ivan ran
in, leading Anton to turn his way.
“Very well. If you will, please tend to the President here
and his face.
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