The Future of Sex (The Complete 12-Book Omnibus) - Paperback
The Future of Sex (The Complete 12-Book Omnibus) - Paperback
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"I honestly can’t decide if FOS or The Beam is my favorite, but I do know that I’m once again sitting on pins and needles awaiting the next chapter in this author’s unique take on the future."
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According to Parker Barnes, the device in front of Chloe was called a “canvas.” A strange name, considering it looked exactly like a portable Crossbrace terminal. It looked, in fact, like the ancient laptop computers from before the fall that her grandfather had kept in the storage area below his basement steps, deluded that he might someday need the data inside.
But it wasn’t just another terminal, Chloe felt sure. Barnes had stressed that it was important she keep the canvas guarded and never let anyone see. He’d not only extended her hotel reservation in District Zero, but had moved her to a different hotel and then called to verify her room’s security. Barnes had told Chloe about the canvas’s tracker, and how it could be destroyed from a distance if required — not just erased, but actually destroyed.
So yes … whatever this “canvas” was, it was certainly more than a terminal.
Barnes had told Chloe she was only receiving the canvas because she’d done so well in her interview and auditions. He said O was considering her for a very special position — something that included the spa job she’d originally wanted, but came with more as well — and they needed her to understand.
I understand, Chloe had said.
No, you don’t, he’d replied with a straight face. You can’t. Nobody can.
That had been one of the stranger conversations of Chloe’s life, right up there with her break-up discussion with Brad, but for decidedly different reasons.
She looked at the simple black device, wondering if her life was in danger. Barnes had said it was newer than new, that even O hadn’t yet converted its private conference room to the fresh technology in front of her.
It speaks to The Beam, he’d said.
When Chloe asked what that meant, Barnes had offered his inscrutable smile and said he was sure she’d figure it out.
Chloe sat on the floor in the middle of her now-lavish hotel room, legs crossed, ankles pressing into the surprisingly soft carpeting. She looked up, taking in her much-improved view of the District Zero spires. The room’s entire south wall was nothing but windows. They could be blacked out if you wanted dark, or made one-way if you preferred privacy and a view.
She opened the featureless canvas: no keys, no apparent screen, no touchpad, no power switch. Nothing. Chloe wondered what it did. Barnes had implied it was a kind of terminal even if it wasn’t strictly a terminal, so Chloe assumed she’d use it to access the Crossbrace network.
But then what? Surf vidstreams? Go shopping? Watch holos? He hadn’t given her a visor or a headset or gloves. O was, of course, the dominant sex channel on Crossbrace, and this thing would probably let her immerse in the most elite of O’s online simulations. But how could she do it without some sort of rig? And, in the end, why would she want to? She was drained after today’s acrobatics. She wasn’t looking for satisfaction, and O couldn’t be looking for Chloe to prove herself from a distance after doing it so thoroughly in person … right?
She touched the thing where the keyboard would normally be. Nothing.
She touched the screen area. Nothing.
She picked it up and turned it over in her hands. She didn’t even know if it was on. There wasn’t an indicator light or switch. Barnes hadn’t given her a power cord. But that didn’t matter, seeing as there was no place to plug anything in.
Chloe closed the canvas. Opened and then shook it.
She could fire up the hotel room’s terminal and search for the device on Crossbrace, but if it was the secret Barnes had suggested, she’d surely come up dry. He’d said the Quark corporation provided access to O under the strictest of confidentiality — that Noah West himself had signed off on the nondisclosure agreement. Apparently The Beam (whatever that was) hadn’t even really been used yet at O, at least not beyond experimentation.
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** This full-collection omnibus contains ALL TWELVE BOOKS in the Future of Sex series! **
In a future that’s lost its soul, a prodigy rises.
In the year 2060, an omnipresent network has made humanity into something new. Thought has been hijacked. Emotion has been co-opted. Sensation has been ramped up to eleven, and “what feels good” is all anyone needs.
The monolithic O Corporation is the most powerful entity in what remains of the world, having manipulated society’s values for decades in the name of profit. O’s leader Alexa Mathis is genius, ruthless, obsessed with the idea of finding a digital savior nobody else believes in — and swings power even the rulers don’t know ...
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** This full-collection omnibus contains ALL TWELVE BOOKS in the Future of Sex series! **
In a future that’s lost its soul, a prodigy rises.
In the year 2060, an omnipresent network has made humanity into something new. Thought has been hijacked. Emotion has been co-opted. Sensation has been ramped up to eleven, and “what feels good” is all anyone needs.
The monolithic O Corporation is the most powerful entity in what remains of the world, having manipulated society’s values for decades in the name of profit. O’s leader Alexa Mathis is genius, ruthless, obsessed with the idea of finding a digital savior nobody else believes in — and swings power even the rulers don’t know she has.
Enter Chloe Shaw: too young, too inexperienced, and too naive for the task before her. In name, Chloe is an escort — the highest of the high in a world where sex is queen. But to those who’ve been searching, Chloe seems to be much more. Someone with strange abilities no one can explain. Someone, it seems, who’s able to control the next-gen AI network on the horizon — an omniscient and nearly omnipotent entity known as The Beam.
Is Chloe who Alexa thinks she is? As society reaches its tipping point, she must try to stake a claim for our future … before our future is decided by The Beam. Sex sells, yes. But it’s never sold quite like this — with the soul of humanity as its ultimate price.
The Future of Sex is a 12-episode serial that takes place in Platt and Truant’s award-winning world of The Beam.
Individual Books in this Omnibus
Individual Books in this Omnibus
• BOOK 1: The Future of Sex
• BOOK 2: The Art of Adaptation
• BOOK 3: The Avatar Experiment
• BOOK 4: The Girlfriend Experience
• BOOK 5: The Immaculate Conception
• BOOK 6: The Mother Beforehand
• BOOK 7: Who Is Chloe Shaw?
• BOOK 8: The Voyos Reunion
• BOOK 9: The Braverman Experiment
• BOOK 10: The Agile Four
• BOOK 11: The Future of Love
• BOOK 12: The Future of Sex
Specifications
Specifications
- Trim Size: 6 x 9 inches
- Number of Pages: 766
- Cover Finish: Matte
About the Author
About the Author
Johnny B. Truant is the bestselling author of Fat Vampire, adapted by The SyFy Network as Reginald the Vampire. His other books include Pretty Killer, Gore Point, Invasion, The Beam, Dead City, Unicorn Western, and over 100 other titles across many genres.
Originally from Ohio, Johnny and his family now live in Austin, Texas where he's finally surrounded by creative types as weird as he is.




