In a future where feminism has been dismantled and tradition is law, losing means kneeling—and the punishment is always public.

Chloroform Wars: Battle of the Sexes is a razor-edged dystopian novel where sexual humiliation is not the exception—it’s the expectation. In this twisted reality show, boys and girls fight for survival on national television. The rules are simple: win, and walk away with money and exposure. Lose, and surrender your body to the ritualized shame the crowd came to see.

When Ryker signs up for the show, he thinks it’s just a payday. But when his opponent turns out to be Rhea—his childhood best friend—the price of survival becomes unbearable. What follows is betrayal, stripped bare and broadcast to millions.

Rhea doesn’t cry. She doesn’t speak. Her silence becomes a threat, a rebellion against a society that demands women smile through submission. In a country where feminism has been quietly buried under “traditional values,” she becomes an icon of quiet defiance.

Meanwhile, Ryker is groomed into a new kind of masculine ideal—gentle on camera, brutal when required. Behind it all, Senator Victor Langston pulls the strings, using shame and spectacle to sell obedience under the banner of tradition.

This is not a game. It’s a weaponized morality play where virtue is scripted, consent is bought, and the cameras never blink.

Chloroform Wars is for readers unafraid of discomfort—an unflinching look at gender, power, and the systems that turn pain into prime time. It doesn’t ask for your approval. It dares you to keep watching.