You’ve been waiting patiently, and now is finally the time to reveal the cover of Simon Curtis’s Boy Robot!
Get ready for this high-octane science fiction debut about seventeen-year-old Isaak who discovers the truth about his origin and the underground forces that must come together to fight against a secret government organization!
Without further ado, here’s the cover!
There once was a boy who was made, not created.
In a single night, Isaak’s life changed forever.
His adoptive parents were killed, a mysterious girl saved him from a team of soldiers, and he learned of his own dark and destructive origin.
An origin he doesn’t want to believe, but one he cannot deny.
Isaak is a Robot: a government-made synthetic human, produced as a weapon and now hunted, marked for termination.
He and the Robots can only find asylum with the Underground—a secret network of Robots and humans working together to ensure a coexistent future.
To be protected by the Underground, Isaak will have to make it there first. But with a deadly military force tasked to find him at any cost, his odds are less than favorable.
Now Isaak must decide whether to hold on to his humanity and face possible death…or to embrace his true nature in order to survive, at the risk of becoming the weapon he was made to be.
In his debut, recording artist Simon Curtis has written a fast-paced, high-stakes novel that explores humanity, the ultimate power of empathy, and the greatest battle of all: love vs. fear.
But that’s not all! Read on to get a sneak peek of Boy Robot with our exclusive excerpt!
As the men reload, the girl turns to look back at me, and I see her eyes blazing with a bright blue light. The same color of the electric blue shield she is wielding. In that brief moment, through the light, I also see regret, sorrow, and a pain welled up so deep within her that I know someday it will consume her. Something under her hairline flares with the blue light as well, but I can’t fully make it out before she turns around and withdraws a tiny glass orb from one of the pockets on her cargo pants.
With a flash the veil before us dissolves, and she hurls the glass orb at one of the vehicles. It crashes into the windshield and cracks open. The orb is filled with a sticky, clear goo that clings to the window, letting off a soft, purple glow.
Before I can process what is happening, she raises her hands and the veil of electric light appears once more, except this time as a dome around the men and their giant vehicles. Without warning, a massive explosion erupts from within the blue dome. A raging hellfire that barely rattles the ground below and makes no other sound or vibration beside. It is completely trapped inside the dome—a nightmarish snow globe filled with a churning fire.
The fire goes out almost as quickly as it erupted. The dome flicks out of existence, and the girl bends down to me. I can see that her eyes no longer glow as she almost effortlessly picks me up from the ground, slings me over her shoulder, and runs toward the train.
I feel my body leave the girl’s shoulder and my back land on hard metal. Before I can make out what is happening, the girl is beside me, leaning up against a rusty wall behind her, face drenched in moonlight, hair whipping in the wind. I can see it clearly now: a patch of skin on her forehead, right at her hairline, that emits a faint blue color. A bioluminescent birthmark.
My eyes attempt to scan my new surroundings, but they won’t move in their sockets, and my head won’t lift. All I see is black metal and an open side panel where she sits.
For several moments she stares out into the night and takes in the landscape flying by, lost in thought.
I can’t even blink as I watch the mysterious girl who’s taken me from my home, and saved me from the men. Had she saved me? I saw what she did to the whole group of them. Who was really in danger back there?
As the adrenaline fades, the headache comes surging back. My head feels like it truly may burst. The voices flood into me, threaten to overwhelm me entirely.
I try to clear my mind and watch as Pacific, Missouri flies past me in the night. I say my silent goodbyes to my home and to my parents, but both had been neither, ultimately. This was not my home, and those were not my parents. I don’t know who I am, or even what I am, and there is nothing left to hold me in this tiny town any longer.
I watch the trees and hills dance before me in the night as we zoom past and bid a silent farewell to everything and everyone I’ve ever known.
Everything is about to change.
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