The Memory Trader of Ceres Station

About this book:

On Ceres Station, memory is currency—and the exchange rate is your soul. Seventeen-year-old Jax Vance trades in stolen moments: a sunset on Old Earth, the bite of real snow, a wedding day sold for three months of clean air. It’s a quiet, desperate hustle in the neon-drenched Mid-Deck, until a miner slips him a military-grade ceramic drive pulled from a sealed shaft. One neural skim shatters Jax’s world: the abandoned Sector Nine isn’t empty. Ironclad Corporation is running a ghost facility at the asteroid’s core, harvesting the station’s collective consciousness to build a workforce that never sleeps, never strikes, and never remembers it was human.

Now Jax is hunted by faceless Enforcers and haunted by a ghost in the machine—Lyra, a data smuggler with silver ports in her temples and a decryption key to the drive’s bloody secrets. To survive, they must descend through the station’s rotting guts, past the Vault where thousands of bottled lives flicker like dying stars, and into the heart of the Excision. But the deeper they cut, the clearer the truth becomes: Ironclad isn’t just automating the mine. They’re rewriting the past to own the future, and the only way to stop them is to remember what the Corporation paid billions to erase.

Gritty, cerebral, and relentless, *The Memory Trader of Ceres Station* fuses cyberpunk noir with a heist for humanity’s last honest memories. If you crave the rain-slick atmosphere of *Altered Carbon*, the corporate rot of *The Expanse*, and a protagonist who bleeds for every truth he uncovers—step into the booth. The neon is dying. The drive is hot. And the past is about to come calling.