Steel City, Veiled Kingdom

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Steel City, Veiled Kingdom (Cover). A scientist cradles a rabbit on a glowing machine to him. His other hand holds a beaker. A giant, four-eyed creature grabs his arms from behind.

Bright minds hide the darkest secrets.

On the strait-laced planet Netron, failing your mental health tests means certain death. For Jerimin Icarii, barely passing them meant a worse fate. The brilliant son of a famous inventor, his abysmal scores left him homeless, penniless, and desperate.

So when a mysterious alien queen offers him a normal life in exchange for becoming her secret errand boy, he doesn’t ask questions. As long as he can keep his double life under wraps, he’ll have a home, fame, and a place in society. But fitting in was never Jerimin’s strong suit. One false move will get him shot on sight.

Worst of all, his new benefactress may not be as harmless as she appears…

Supernovel, approximately the size of THE LORD OF THE RINGS. PG-13 for fantasy violence, subject matter, and brief instances of body horror.

15 years in the making, Steel City, Veiled Kingdom is an epic-length science fantasy filled with unforgettable characters, exhilarating action, and sincere heart. Sign up for my mailing list to be notified when it releases!


I once tried to run into the sea to drown myself, but the water never rose higher than my skinny fourteen-year-old calves.

It didn’t take long before I found the end of the sea, a glass wall at the very edge of the tower. Jets pumped recirculated water through slots aimed at my ankles. I stared through the glass at the steel city before me. If climbed over, I could jump, and if I jumped, I’d fall. I’d close my eyes and pretend I was flying—at least, until the first autokinet smashed into me. It’d be a quick death—the machines never stopped in time—and a better one than the injection in store for me when I failed my final set of tests.

At least this way I get to choose.

My palm had just kissed the glass when my father grabbed me from behind.

I twisted, but he was too strong. He hauled me, his only son, through the water, back to where my mother screamed and people avoided looking at us. My escape had failed.


I’d been paying for that day’s cowardice ever since.

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