About this book:

High above the cloud‑choked streets of New Avalon, the Iron Mooring creaks under the weight of a dying airship—and Silas Vance, the last grizzled dockworker who knows how to catch a falling leviathan with nothing but a spanner, a steel cable, and sheer stubbornness. When the Guild slashes budgets, pulls the Sky Guard back to the glittering towers, and leaves the outer gantries to rot, Silas discovers that the silence in the sky is no accident: massive, black, unmarked vessels are hanging motionless in the trade lanes, their copper hooks glowing like a warning, and the city’s elite pretend they aren’t there.

As freighters crash, hydrogen vents, and whispered tales of ghost hulks spread through the soot‑filled taverns, Silas must rally a rag‑tag crew of captains, dock‑boys, and rust‑caked mechanics to keep the lifelines of grain, coal, and silk flowing. With a five‑inch braided ironclad cable, a jury‑rigged winch, and a determination forged in thirty years of gale‑blasted shifts, he turns Gantry Seven into the last bastion of resistance against a silent blockade that could send New Avalon plummeting into the sea.

*The Last Airship Dockworker of New Avalon* blends hard‑boiled steampunk action with a mystery that climbs higher than the spire’s copper domes—perfect for fans of gritty world‑building, high‑stakes aerial intrigue, and a hero who proves that sometimes the only thing keeping a city aloft is the calloused hand of a man who refuses to let go. Dive in, and discover why the sky’s darkest secrets are guarded by the dockworker who still knows how to throw a line in the wind.