Thursday, June 11, 2015


Twin Powers
by David Pereda



While vacationing with her mother in Havana, a 10-year old American girl is taken by members of a child sex ring intent on selling her into forced prostitution. When the human traffickers avoid capture and escape the island, the father of the girl, surgeon Raymond Peters, decides to take matters into his own hands and initiates a worldwide investigation. The Cuban government assigns a lethal professional assassin named Marcela to help Raymond track down the culprits. The search for Stephanie takes the unlikely pair – a man who has sworn an oath to save lives and a woman who kills for a living -- to the Middle East in the hunt for the mysterious mastermind, Mohamed. Working against the clock, Raymond and Marcela must pull out all stops to save Stephanie and flee Dubai before Mohamed and his gang of thugs kill them.



“You want a lollypop, little girl?” the man in the robe and headdress asked in accented English, startling Stephanie. He had a grumbling voice, like a truck going up a hill in low gear. He was huge. Stephanie had been so caught up in the unfolding drama between the lady bug and the spider she hadn’t seen him approach. Dressed all in white, the man stood out in the festival crowd wearing shorts and a T-shirt like a hippo on a ski slope. A friendly Arab tourist, Stephanie thought. She decided to be careful, anyway. Her mother had warned her about sexual predators before leaving with Stephanie’s twin sister Sophia to browse around the starving artists’ show on the other side of the park.

“Don’t talk to anyone,” were her mother‘s parting words. “And don’t accept candy from strangers!”

“No, thank you,” Stephanie said and turned her attention back to the captivating scene.

 “Here!” The man waved a hand in front of her face, obstructing her view. “Take it, little girl.”

This was the second time the man had called her a little girl. Stephanie hated to be called a little girl, especially by a stranger on the street. She was ten years old already, a big girl! She scowled at the intruder. Who are you, creep?  First you barge in on me, and then you insult me. 

“No,” she said, a hard edge on her words now. “Didn’t you hear me the first time?”

The man shrugged as if he didn’t care and pocketed the candy. Stephanie stepped to one side in an effort to have a better view. Again, she focused on the awesome scene she’d been watching in the azalea shrub before the man showed up: a spider trying to catch a lady bug. The stranger moved closer, and his body odor wafted after him – a pungent mixture of rancid sweat and poor hygiene. Phew!

She wrinkled her nose. The man stood next to her, not talking. Stephanie did her best to ignore him.

She watched the spider expand its web till the outer strands were nearly touching the lady bug. Unaware of the danger, the beetle was busily extracting the sweet nectar off a bright-red azalea. Stephanie’s heartbeat quickened. She had a camera inside the tote bag hanging from her shoulder and was tempted to snap a quick photo to capture the moment, but decided against it. She didn’t want to risk scaring the lady bug away.

Stephanie exhaled slowly and tried to memorize every detail of the scene. The lady bug had the typical orange-red oval body with black dots and a curious ebony head. It was a fine specimen, larger than most. The spider’s color was nearly indistinguishable from the deep-green of the azalea leaves.

“That nasty spider is going to eat the pretty insect,” the man whispered into Stephanie’s ear. “She’s mean, that spider.”

Stephanie had forgotten about the man. He had bad breath, too. She felt like screaming at him now for being so ignorant. Her sister Sophia had a special name for grown-ups like the man with the weird headdress: “People who live in la-la land.”

“That nasty spider is a garden orb-weaver!” She wanted to yell. “And the pretty insect is a lady bug!”

Stephanie liked to read anything she could get her hands on about insects and bugs. Her dislike of the man grew with his ignorance. Besides, he was treating her like a dumb little girl, which infuriated her even more. She gave him a closer look. He was brown skinned and had a black goatee sprinkled with silver. She remembered him now. He had been standing under a tree by the crowded sidewalk when they arrived at the park.

“Where’s your mama, little girl?” 

“I’m not a little girl,” Stephanie said. “I’m a big girl.”

The man gave her a broad smile. “How old are you?”

“None of your business.”

The man’s smile vanished. Stephanie held her breath as the orb-weaver’s web expanded closer still to the lady bug.

“Yes, you’re a big girl. When is Mama coming back?”

“Any moment now.”

“Where is her?”

She, Stephanie corrected the grammar in her mind and emphasized the word when she answered. “She is shopping with my sister.”


Without looking at the man, she pointed to the center of the park where the starving artists’ art show was being held. It was so crammed with onlookers that it was impossible to see the tents protecting the artists, and their art, from the harsh sun.

“Your mama left you all alone?”

“She’ll be right back.” Stephanie gave a small shrug and pointed with her chin to the spider and the lady bug. “I prefer insects to art.”

“You’re an odd girl.” The man glanced to the park and then back to Stephanie. “Smart.”

He gave her a crooked smile that flashed a couple of gold teeth, then extracted a cell phone from his clothes and punched a number. Stephanie turned her head away. She heard the man squawk something into the phone and then snap it shut. She flinched at the sound.

A moment or two later a white van turned the corner and rocketed down the narrow street, scattering passers-by and distracting Stephanie. The street was packed with people, and the van was moving too fast. A woman with a shrill voice screamed “idiot!” and a man bellowed “watch it!”  The driver ignored them, leaning on the horn. He brought the van to a full stop with a screeching of brakes two yards away from Stephanie, raced to the back, and flung open both doors. He was a thin man with a beard and a hat like those of the man standing next to her.

Stephanie was momentarily sidetracked and a warning alarm went off in her mind, but the lure of the drama between the orb-weaver spider and the lady bug was too powerful. She returned her attention to the spider just in time to see a strand touch the beetle. She drew in short, shallow breaths. Stephanie knew the strand had a powerful sticky substance that wouldn’t allow the beetle to move. The poor lady bug was trapped.

“Little girl,” the man yelled in her ear. Stephanie smelled his foul breath.

“I’m not a little girl!” She spun around.

The man clamped a dirty handkerchief on her nose with his calloused hand. In a panic now, Stephanie held her breath and tried to run away, but the man lifted her off the ground with his powerful arms and rushed her toward the open door of the van. She tried kicking at him, but the man held her from behind.

“Breathe, you little bitch,” the man murmured in her ear. “Breathe!”

Stephanie struggled, shaking her head stubbornly.


Stephanie couldn’t hold it anymore. Her ears were ringing and her lungs were burning. She took a cautious, little breath. Immediately, she felt lightheaded. The strong smell of the handkerchief, like rotten alcohol, made her eyes tear. The world started whirling around her, slowly at first and then faster and faster. She took another breath, deeper this time, and her eyelids started closing.

She felt herself being thrown, like a package, inside the van. Her body bounced hard on the rough floor and rolled to a stop, but Stephanie felt no pain. She tried with all her might to get up, but her arms and legs felt like limp noodles. Tiny black stars rushed at her from the edges of her vision. The last thing she saw before darkness totally enveloped her was the man with the weird headdress slamming shut the van doors.


Twin PowersTwin Powers by David Pereda
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

How can I explain to you the type of feelings that went through my body as I was reading this book? If you're reading this review from my Blog, check the excerpt, that one summons it all.
Breathtaking, electrifying, hair raising, mind bending, gripping, frantic, etc, I could give you a really long list of synonyms.
This is my first book of this Author, and I must say that is not going to be the last one. Twin powers it has an excellent narrative, the author deliver us a fast paced novel, with very complex characters, the main theme is complicated, but written in a tasteful way. The plot is full of twists and turns, some  intense moments that will keep you knotted to your Kindle, mystery, action and even romance!
This is a must read type of book, if you enjoy Thriller, this is for you!!
*I received a Free copy in exchange for an Honest Review*

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
David Pereda is an award-winning author who enjoys crafting political thrillers and mainstream novels. His books have won the Lighthouse Book Awards, the Royal Palm Awards, the National Indie Excellence Awards, and the Readers Favorite Awards. He has traveled to more than thirty countries around the world and speaks four languages. Before devoting his time solely to writing and teaching, Pereda had a rich and successful international consulting career with global giant Booz Allen Hamilton, where he worked with the governments of Mexico, Venezuela, Peru and Qatar, among others.

A member of MENSA, Pereda earned his MBA from Pepperdine University in California. He earned bachelor degrees in English literature and mathematics at the University of South Florida in Tampa. He loves sports and has won many prizes competing in track and show-jumping equestrian events.

Pereda lives with his youngest daughter Sophia in Asheville, North Carolina. He teaches mathematics and English at the Asheville-Buncombe Community College.

Visit him online at:

Other titles by David Pereda:

However Long the Night
Havana: Top Secret
Havana: Killing Castro


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  1. Thank you for hosting today. Please note: the author had to have surgery unexpectedly a couple of days ago -- he will try to be here to connect with you and the commenters, but may be delayed. Thanks!

  2. Thank you for having me on your blog today. I am a little handicapped writing with my left hand, but I will try to answer all questions from your readers

    1. Oh! Thanks for stopping by!! Get well soon!!! And Congrats, Twin Powers, is amazing!!

  3. I have enjoyed learning about the book. Thanks for sharing it.

    1. Thank you for your interest, Patrick. You will like the book

    2. Hi, Patrick! This is a great read! Thanks for commenting

  4. Great excerpt. Congratulations on the release of TWIN POWERS. thanks for the giveaway!

    1. Thank you, Sandy. I believe the book will live up to your expectations. My pleasure for the giveaway!

    2. Hi, Sandy! Thanks for stopping by, Good Luck!!

  5. I enjoyed the excerpt, thank you.

    1. Thank you, Rita. I hope you like the rest of the book, too.

    2. Hi, Rita! I love that excerpt and absolutely recommend you to try this book!

  6. What a frightening excerpt. This really sounds like a thriller

    1. there are some funny passages in the book too, momjane. it's always good to balance things a bit in a thriller

    2. Hi, MomJane. This book is Amazing, just Amazing! Thanks for stopping by

  7. I enjoyed reading your review of Twin Powers. I have read all of David Pereda's books and it's always difficult to decide which one I've enjoyed the most. He is definitely a master of suspense!

    1. Wow!! P.M. Terrell left a comment on my Blog!!!!! #Fangirling

  8. high praise indeed from p.m. Terrell, a master of international intrigue yarns. I love your books too, p.m.

    1. You totally deserve it!! How's the hand??

    2. Than you, Julia. It's actually my right shoulder, rotator cuff surgery. I'm doing great, all things considered, with my right arm in a sling, though. I want to thank you again for having me on your blog.

  9. Hi David...I enjoy following your tours. I, too, live in NC (way at the other end of the state in Wilmington) and am a USF graduate (English and Library Science degrees).

  10. Thank you for the chance at the giveaway! I love that cover! :)

  11. Thank you for the post and the giveaway!