Back in my younger days, I was an avid comic book reader. I loved the spine-tingling action and those teaser cliffhangers. They were fast, packed with action and drama, and they got straight to the point.
Then one day, while browsing a bookstore in my area, I encountered Men’s Action Adventure (MAA) books written in the pulp fiction mode. I loved the style on the covers. To me, it was a grown-up comic book—no pictures, just narrative and pure descriptions of action. I devoured them. From The Executioner to The Death Merchant and The Destroyer, they were fast, relentless reads.
Then came the decline of the genre in the late 1980s. And the end of some series runs. The pulp mode is still being written today, but in my opinion, modern books don’t capture the true feel of that 1970s pulp writing.
Go into any used bookstore, flip over a 1970s copy of The Executioner, The Death Merchant, or The Destroyer, and you’ll find a promise. That promise is simple: relentless pacing, deep-state conspiracies, heavy firepower, and a protagonist pushed to the absolute edge.
When I sat down in the Writer’s Cave to build the universe for The Superhuman Race, I knew I didn’t want to write a standard, sterile science fiction story. I wanted to capture that exact vintage paperback spirit—the raw, unapologetic momentum of classic Men’s Action Adventure—and transplant it directly into a dark, engineered-evolution future.
In a lot of modern sci-fi, extraordinary abilities are treated like a superhero fantasy. In the NextWorld, they are a death sentence.
When ordinary people in The Superhuman Race begin developing terrifying, ancient capabilities, they don’t get a costume; they get a crosshair locked onto their chests. Covert U.N. strike teams, rogue shadow organizations, and hidden global syndicates immediately move in to weaponize or destroy them. What follows isn’t a clean sci-fi adventure—it is a brutal, high-casualty shadow war where families have to become weapons just to survive the night.
Pulp fiction has never been a cage; it’s an invitation to cross genres fearlessly. By blending deep genetic lore, space prisons, and global conspiracies with the visceral punch of an old-school action thriller, The Superhuman Race is built for readers who miss books that move fast, strike hard, and carry a real body count.
The Archive is open, the firefight has begun, and the next stage of human evolution is going to be written in spent brass.
Explore the books and dive into the lore at the NextWorld Archive.
Non Deficere
E.J. Perez