About
the Book
Title:
One God – The Will To Power
Author:
Kata Mlek
Genre:
Dystopian, Technothriller, Science Fiction
Miran
Zyelinski has had enough of ethics and laws getting in the way of
progress.
Nothing—not
the government, not the church, and certainly not lesser men—will
hold back Miran’s vision for humankind: immortality.
Miran
will need wealth, brilliance, and ruthlessness to achieve his goal.
Andreas can provide wealth, but must be paid in his own currency, and
his price is high. Satia has brilliance and ruthlessness to match
Miran, but their mix is volatile.
Opposed
on all sides, Miran will not waver from his goal of immortality. The
question is not whether he will succeed, but who will be left alive
when he does.
Based
on real-world developments in biology and genetics, this
technothriller rolls relentlessly through unexpected twists and
continuous shifts of power, culminating in a tempting, disturbing,
and altogether-too-likely vision of the future, where one corporation
gains almost total control over the world.
Book
1 of 3. Includes The Genesis Files, bonus micro-fiction and art from
the world of One God.
Note:
contains strong language and some disturbing scenes. For mature
readers only.
Author
Bio
UNCOMFORTABLY
REAL FICTION
I
began my writing career in 2012 after leaving the IT industry. In
Poland, I’ve had several successful novels published by traditional
publishers. In 2015, I made the decision to switch to
self-publishing and start my international career.
In
2015, I published the English edition of my intense psychological
thriller Absolute
Sunset. This
was one of the most talked-about books in Poland in 2012, and the
English edition has been equally well-received.
In
2016, I published One
God—a trilogy of
techno-thrillers about corporate control of genetic modifications.
Originally published in Polish as a single long novel, the English
version was expanded and re-written to create a trilogy with lots of
great new scenes.
Now
I’m working on another psychological thriller, a brand-new story
written directly in English for my English readers.
All
of my books cross genres—I like to experiment with different styles
to create the effect I want, and to give my readers a unique
experience. My Polish background gives me a different
perspective and makes my writing fresh, although I feel it’s still
accessible—inside we’re all the same, after all.
You
can read my free short stories, get writing tips, and catch up with
me on my blog at katamlek.com. If
you like my work, you can become my patron on Patreon
and get future books for free. And of course, you can find me on
Amazon, Facebook,
Twitter, Instagram
and Pinterest.
Links
Book
Excerpt
They entered the
main hall. Miroslav felt a bit irritable, as he often did at this
kind of event—so many people, so many stupid ideas. The world would
be so much better a place if there were just fewer idiots.
Unfortunately, TransAgra was rife with feeble-minded, second-class
scientists. Good thing our days here are
numbered, he thought.
He stopped for a moment and looked
around.
“Who are you looking for?” asked
Sylvia.
“A friend.”
“What friend?”
“Let’s just say he’s our ticket
to the big time.”
“Which one?”
“Him—Andreas
Maes,” Miroslav said, nodding discreetly to their right.
An attractive man—flanked by two
tall, well-dressed women—stood talking to one of the TransAgra
professors, a co-worker of Miroslav’s whom Sylvia knew by sight and
didn’t like. The guy was steeped in a polite hatred of eastern
nations, which was why the two of them—Sylvia and Miroslav—hadn’t
been able to move up within the Austrian science company. The
scientist was mostly focused on the girls, though Maes was ignoring
them. He seemed not to really be listening to the conversation, his
attention wandering around the room instead. Finally, he spotted
Miroslav and his gaze rested there. He blinked almost unnoticeably,
subtly signaling that his friend should come over and interrupt the
conversation, which he clearly wasn’t enjoying. Miroslav got the
message.
“Let’s go!” he said, moving
toward the group, but Sylvia didn’t follow.
“Why are you getting involved with
that psycho?” she hissed.
“Come!” Miroslav snapped. He
grabbed her elbow and dragged her. She resisted, and he squeezed her
arm more firmly. “Sylvia, stop making a fuss and let’s go!” he
ordered in an icy tone.
“I hate him!” she said quietly.
“I don’t want you hanging out with him!”
Miroslav sighed.
“I’m not
hanging out
with him,” he said.
“I don’t like the way he’s
looking at you—like he’s looking at prey.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, I’m not
gay.”
“I don’t like that you guys have
made plans behind my back!”
“Don’t you trust me, Sylvia?”
Suddenly he was calm and empathetic. He looked her in the eye,
smiling slightly. “I would never agree to anything that might hurt
you or jeopardize your career, or even make you
uncomfortable—really.” He released her elbow and stroked her arm.
“Relax,” he said. “You have to give something to get something,
that’s how it works.”
“Fuck you!” Sylvia said, and
Miroslav laughed.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said.
“Let’s just talk to him and get it over with.”
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