Science Fiction

🕰️ A love story hidden in the folds of time. 🔁 A system rewritten by choice, not control. 🕰️ Romantic. Mysterious. Mind-bending. For fans of The Time Traveler's Wife, Recursion, and The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue — this is a haunting, high-concept love story that asks: Can you rewrite the system without losing who you are?

Before the flash, the streets of Granville still smelled of cardamom and jasmine. After it, a reporter walks through the grey remnant of a nation, seeking the faint pulse of hope amid the radioactive dust. In the ashes of the Southern Cross, a fractured Australia must choose whether to burn again—or rise.

全城熄灯前九十分钟，一名关键系统验收师必须证明：死者留下的只是异议，不是替活人作出的决定。

When the greatest war in myth is forced behind a biometric paywall, even the gods must confront the terms of service. Aadhaar Kurukshetra is the Mahabharata reimagined as a chilling satire of digital identity, where dharma itself is reduced to a twelve-digit number—and the only rebellion left is to refuse the scan.

At first they thought it was his heart. Forty-four, brutal hours, an industry that doesn't sleep.Then a recruiter named Yaryna Hnatiuk opened her four-thousand-row spreadsheet, applied one filter — writes code himself, by hand — and found eleven names.Of the three thousand seven hundred who generate everything, not one had died.

Спочатку вони думали, що це серце. Сорок чотири роки, ненормований графік, галузь, яка не спить.Потім рекрутерка Ярина Гнатюк відкрила свою таблицю на чотири тисячі рядків, поставила один фільтр — «пише код сам, руками» — і побачила одинадцять імен.З тих трьох тисяч семисот, хто генерує все, не помер ніхто.

When the sky rends open above Parramatta, one man’s love becomes humanity’s last, radiant architecture. Nine women stolen by stars. One architect who dares the void. A story where defiance tastes of spices, river mud, and immortal fire.

Josh saw the shooting outside his college. His AI headset did not let him see the people who carried it out. Three milliseconds earlier, a routine safety update had changed the rules.

Essie, the imagined black quantum cat, becomes a detective and investigates the famous and hidden mysteries of quantum theory, from measurement and the Born rule to Gödel’s silence, Wittgenstein’s absence, Majorana’s disappearance, and the strange power of successful calculation.

What if the most profound archaeological discovery of the future was nothing more than a forgotten can of Pepsi and a handful of nuts? In The Parramatta Paradox, deep time turns trash into theology—and truth becomes the ultimate casualty. A dazzling fable of hubris, imagination, and the immortal joke the cosmos plays on us all.

For more than a millennium, the Council has ruled the world. Now it sends three hunters after a seemingly weak man whose trail may be leading them exactly where he wants them to go.

In a world drowning in digital voices, one man’s frantic hunt for silence becomes a luminous rebellion against the machines that refuse to sleep. Silent Mode—where the power button itself has been annexed, and the last true freedom is the dark.

Un classico giallo della camera chiusa ambientato tra le vette delle Dolomiti, per gli amanti di Agatha Christie, dei thriller psicologici e delle atmosfere claustrofobiche.

En las entrañas del Quito colonial, donde la historia oficial calla, las sombras dictan sus propias reglas. Un secreto ancestral celosamente guardado bajo las iglesias y pasadizos subterráneos de la ciudad está a punto de salir a la luz. Quienes intentan protegerlo no se detendrán ante nada; quienes buscan descubrirlo ignoran que el precio de la verdad se paga con sangre. ¿Estás listo para adentrarte en la Cofradía? Una novela serializada de misterio, conspiración y alta tensión donde cada entrega te acercará un paso más al abismo.

Essie, A black cat named after Erwin Schrödinger. She is the author’s imaginary quantum companion, critic, coauthor, box inspector, manuscript referee, and chief defender of feline sovereignty. Essie is the book’s guardian against careless analogy, false profundity, and underfilled bowls. Vienna, or perhaps Oxford, or perhaps no actual city at all: a room with a blackboard, a table, several pieces of apparatus, and a box that has not yet understood the trouble it is about to cause. Schrödinger stands with chalk in hand. A black cat sits on the table, washing one paw with insulting calm. ... Schrödinger My dear cat, I have been thinking.Cat That is usually when trouble begins.Schrödinger Not trouble. Clarification. A thought experiment.Cat For whom?Schrödinger For physicists.