Adrian Tchaikovsky

Adrian Tchaikovsky

Dogs of War Series

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My name is Rex. I am a good dog.

Rex is a good dog. A gigantic humanoid cyborg Bioform dog created for military service. Alongside Honey (a bear), Dragon (a lizard) and Bees (some bees) he follows the orders of the private security firm currently prosecuting a war in Mexico. Rex likes following orders. It’s how he knows he’s a good dog. But then Rex’s squad gets cut off from the chain of command and the dog needs to making his own decisions about what’s wrong and what’s right. In the process he and those around him will explore free will, the ethics of service and the legalities of making artificial intellect.  



Find Adrian as @Aptshadow on Bluesky

Shortlist: Prix Utopiales, 2020

In Bear Head, the Bioform process has moved on to humans, adapted for life on Mars while they built the first colony out there, as the political scene on Earth descends in a spiral of brutality and manipulation. 

Science Fiction. This is currently a 2-book sequence.

Shortlist: The Kitschies, 2022

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The end of the world has been and gone.


There was no one great natural disaster, no all-consuming world war, no catastrophic pandemic. Rather scores of storms, droughts and floods; dozens of vicious, selfish regional conflicts that only destroyed what could no longer be rebuilt. No single finishing stroke for Earth's great global human society, but you can still bleed to death from a thousand cuts.


The Red Planet fared better. Where Earth fell apart, Mars pulled together. Engineered men and beasts, aided by Bees, an outlawed distributed intelligence, survived through co-operation, because there was simply no alternative.


Fast forward to the present day. A signal - "For the sake of what once was. We beg you. Help." - reaches Mars.


How could they not help? A consortium of Martian work crews gather the resources for a mission: a triumphal return to the blue-green world of their ancestors.


And now here they are - three hundred million kilometres from home.


And it has all already gone horribly wrong.

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