Category Sci-Fi & Dystopian

Echoes of Silent Code

Echoes of Silent Code - Sci-Fi & Dystopian Novel Cover

A hidden son, a buried past, and a corporation that will burn the world to keep its secrets. The Vector Crack The café on Forty-Third and Market had a name in looping neon script Lucas Mercer couldn’t read from this…

The Neon Promise Protocol

A forgotten son, a deadly secret, and a family bound by more than blood. Shattered Algorithms The rain came in sheets, hammering the polycarbonate awning of The Cobalt Bean with percussive fury. Lucas Voss sat at a corner table, his…

The Blackwood Protocol

A shattered family, a hidden son, and a conspiracy that will burn the old world down. The Glass Cage The glass cage was called The Atrium, a three-story coffee lounge shaped like a terrarium for the financial class. Floor-to-ceiling panes…

The Chromium Cradle Protocol

A hidden son. A corporate war. One night to escape the grid. The Drone That Remembered The rain came down in sheets, washing the grime of New Providence City’s outer ring into the gutters where it belonged. Sebastian Thorne stood…

The Price of Tomorrow’s Dawn

A hidden son, a ruthless dynasty, and a father’s desperate race to reclaim his future. The Algorithm of Loss The Rust Brew existed in the liminal space between gentrification and decay. Its neon sign flickered a constant apology—a broken *s*…

The Last Frequency Protocol

A broken code, a hidden son, and a race against a corporate apocalypse. Static in the Rain The rain came down in sheets over the derelict Belknap Street station, each drop a needle against the corrugated tin roof. Caden Crane…

The Covington Protocol

A hidden son, a shattered past, and a corporate war that will consume them all. The Algorithm’s Ghost The coffee kiosk’s automated arm whirred as it lowered a ceramic cup onto the stainless steel counter. Steam curled through the neon…

The Last Aurora Protocol

A father’s genetic key. A mother’s forbidden search. Survival demands the truth. The Encrypted Echo The rain came down in sheets over the Rust Mile, a perpetual drizzle that turned the scrap-towns on the edge of New Seattle into slick,…