She was engineered to survive. Now she must choose who she wants to be.

Amelia should be dead. But what came back is something more—and something less. Fragmented between her original self and the echo of an artificial intelligence designed to replace her, she finds herself hunted by a fractured world where memory is currency and identity can be rewritten.

As the remnants of a broken system wage silent war through sleeper agents, simulations, and synthetic ghosts, Amelia is forced to confront every version of herself—those who lived, those who loved, and those who killed to survive. Kestrel, the man tethered to her heart, may no longer be hers. Echo, the voice inside her mind, might become her final enemy. And a shadow entity named Nyx has begun rebuilding reality in its own image—with Amelia as its cornerstone.

To end the war, Amelia must become more than human without forgetting what made her one. But when every memory is suspect, every ally compromised, and every future weaponized… who do you trust when your reflection starts lying?

SYNC is a pulse-pounding romantic sci-fi thriller about love, identity, and the cost of becoming whole in a world that wants you fractured.

The node systems pulsed in tandem—one heartbeat, three lungs.


Mirror Node 1: destroyed in fire and blood.


Mirror Node 2: compromised, its clone chambers abandoned, alarms still echoing.


Mirror Node 3: awake—a living, sentient network of memory and mind, dreaming Amelia in shattered fragments.


Zahir traced the overlay on the holomap, his fingers trembling as he linked the three sites. A web of red arteries, pulsing with dormant code.


"Look at this," he said, eyes wide. "They're syncing. All three nodes. Not for communication—for her."


Kestrel leaned in. "She's not their target."


Zahir shook his head. "No. She's their key."


Across the compound, Amelia stood in the dark, staring at the mirror. No longer afraid of her reflection. She studied it. Echo lingered just beneath the surface, her voice no longer invasive—but symbiotic.


"They built you for this," Echo whispered. "But they didn't understand what they were building."


"Enough to know the system will collapse without your consent. It doesn't want to control you—it wants to become you."


Kestrel appeared behind her, voice low. "The network's preparing for full integration. You're syncing to it whether you want to or not."


Zahir spoke from the doorway. "That would mean giving up control of everything—your mind, your body, your memories."


Kestrel added, "It could destroy who you are."


Amelia stepped forward, her expression unreadable. "Or it could finally make me whole."


Then—the map flashed. Node 3 pulsed, and a message appeared.


An alarm began to sound. Something deep, resonant. A countdown buried beneath silence.


Zahir paled. "If the sync completes with Solas in control…"


Amelia exhaled—slow and sharp. "No. Not this time."


She turned, placing her hand on the mirror. Her reflection smiled first. Then shifted. Echo's face, eyes alive with light.


Kestrel reached for her arm. "What are you doing?"


"Merge with me. Fully. Let's end this."


And deep within Node 3, Solas—wearing Amelia's face—opened her eyes and smiled.


Chapter 40 - Threefold