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Can innovation ever remain innocent when it dares to trespass the realm of the human mind? Sleep Doctor’s is not merely a novel

There are stories that entertain. There are stories that make you feel. And then there are stories that rearrange your heartbeat.

In the lexicon of military reverence a burial is usually a moment of sanctified grief a tableau where honor guards and folded flags signify

Some people enter your life like a soft echo, then linger like a pulse you can’t unfeel. You try to move on. You try to outrun the memories. You drown yourself in work, in

Some people move through your life quietly, like a soft draft brushing past an open door. You don’t realize what they mean until they’re gone, and even then, the space they

That’s the deal we’re sold early on, without footnotes. Take care of someone. Be dependable. Carry the weight. In return, you get purpose.

It looks like bedtime routines, inside jokes, long talks that stretch past midnight because neither person wants to be the first to sleep. It feels permanent. Reliable. Strong enough

There is an ancient terrifying and sacred covenant between a creator and their creation.

Some people go to work, clock their hours, grab a latte on the way home, and that’s the end of it.

Some choices don’t come with a neatly labeled right answer. They come with weight.

You ever notice how humans love to be in control? We plan our mornings down to the last sip of coffee. We map out our careers, friendships,

Imagine a world where your dreams could be designed, your sleep scheduled, or even weaponized. Where a device could erase fatigue,