The first chapter of Superstar Resurrection available on Amazon together with Global Superstar and Global Superspa.

Chapter One

‘So Daniella… Ed, is this really Destiny Legend? Or did you buy her to cover up the fact that you murdered your own daughter?’ A fat sweaty journalist and his cameraman shone a bright light at Destiny Legend. She recoiled, nuzzling into Daniella’s neck who put her hand protectively over her daughter’s face.

‘Ed, what do you think of Kaine’s new show?’ a scar-faced, red-nosed man asked.

‘Was Destiny Legend’s death all a publicity stunt?’ a hard-faced shrew spat.

‘It’s going to be the most amazing TV show ever, who are you voting fo…?’ an innocent-looking, fish-out-of-water young guy asked.

The first journalist interrupted. ‘Come on, Ed, admit it, this is all some kind of joke,’ He pointed to Destiny Legend. ‘Or are we really expected to believe that Kaine Young has supernatural powers?’

Daniella rounded on him. ‘Why don’t you leave us alone?’

The photographer thrust his camera at Daniella and took several photos. A startled Destiny Legend wailed as the reporter whispered to Daniella, ‘You’re bloody gorgeous, why don’t you ditch him and go out with a real man like me?!?!’

Ed forced himself between the camera, his wife and child along with Ava (Ed’s assistant) who stepped in to try and calm things down. The sweaty-faced journalist shouted ‘WHO THE HELL ARE YOU??’

The impromptu airport welcoming committee came to an abrupt end when Boris and Zac appeared, forcing a path through the throng. Ten minutes later Ed, Daniella and Destiny Legend were in one of Kaine’s limousines. Ed had his arm round Daniella; she had tears streaming down her face as she tried to calm a howling Destiny Legend.

Ed yelled at Boris ‘I THOUGHT WE’D HAVE A HELICOPTER! WHERE WERE YOU? WE COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED!’

‘I’m sorry, we got caught in traffic. Mr Young arranged the transportation. He thought you would appreciate things better from this angle,’ Boris said.

Twenty minutes later Destiny Legend was still sobbing intermittently as Daniella sang a lullaby. Ed was still seething. He felt like a second-class citizen as they drove in a top of the range, brand new, armour plated limousine along the M4 in the slow stop-start Friday evening traffic.

A series of gigantic billboards ahead caught his attention. The first had the words:

SUPERSTAR RESURRECTION

WHO

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE RETURN

FROM THE GRAVE?

(A lucky voter will be able to nominate a family member of their choice to bring back in the privacy of their own home).

See website for restrictions.

Kaine’s TV network logo and premium rate number were emblazoned across the base. Each was a gargantuan, neon-lit display. Ed had never seen anything like it before, Kaine had really surpassed himself this time for sensationalism. Daniella looked up at the second billboard; it showed a voluptuous long-dead blonde Hollywood star with the words ‘WAKE ME XX’ and a giant lipstick imprint emblazoned across it. The second showed a rebel of Hollywood’s golden era then a rock legend with swivelling neon hips. Daniella made a sighing noise when she saw a blue-eyed blonde with a flashing neon heart followed by a recently dead world famous pop star, assassinated president, world-renowned scientist, technology entrepreneur and revered guru.

The traffic sped up after the last billboard, as rubberneckers who had slowed down to take in every detail sped up again. The traffic was worse because of the coach loads of tourists, who had paid to see the record breaking colossal advertisements first hand. Both Ed and Daniella got goose bumps as they realised the plan was well and truly back on. It was going to be the most-watched TV programme ever and their lives – surely this time – were about to change forever.