Sign-In
Cart
Twelve Kings, One Crown
Paperback
Please select the version of book you would like to purchase.
ISBN13: 9798292627418
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Jul 19 2025
Pages: 470
Weight: 1.37
Height: 0.95 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Jul 19 2025
Pages: 470
Weight: 1.37
Height: 0.95 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
There was only one way to settle the debate.
For over a century, boxing fans had argued, dreamed, and speculated. Who was the greatest heavyweight of all time? Was it Ali's dancing feet, Louis's perfect technique, or Tyson's raw savagery? Could Marciano's iron will stand against the reach of Lennox Lewis? Could Jack Johnson, the original king of defiance, handle the thunder of Foreman or the size of Fury?
For over a century, boxing fans had argued, dreamed, and speculated. Who was the greatest heavyweight of all time? Was it Ali's dancing feet, Louis's perfect technique, or Tyson's raw savagery? Could Marciano's iron will stand against the reach of Lennox Lewis? Could Jack Johnson, the original king of defiance, handle the thunder of Foreman or the size of Fury?
Now, finally, the answer was within reach.
Somewhere in a secret facility far from the eyes of the world, a machine had been built-not for war, or travel, or profit, but for one reason alone: to bring history's greatest heavyweights together, at their peaks, to fight.
A time machine-no bigger than a freight container, humming with quiet energy-stood as the door between eras. From the smoky rings of the early 20th century to the high-definition glare of modern arenas, it reached out and gathered the chosen twelve. Each was taken not in retirement, not in decline, but at the very moment he was most dangerous-when his body, mind, and legend were one.
Ali from 1966.
Louis from 1941.
Tyson from 1988.
Foreman from 1973.
Marciano from 1955.
Johnson from 1910.
Dempsey from 1923.
Holmes from 1980.
Lewis from 2002.
Holyfield from 1993.
Fury from 2021.
Liston, from 1963.
Twelve warriors. Twelve legends.
No exhibition. No excuses.
This would be war.
The venue was neutral-modern but timeless, built with every fighter's preferences considered. Gloves were standardized. Rounds were twelve. Judges had seen every style, trained in every era's scoring methods. The referees, incorruptible and impartial, were chosen for strength and clarity.
Each man would fight the other once. Eleven bouts per fighter. Sixty-six bouts in total. Between each daily fight, every boxer would return to his own time-where six full months of training and recovery would pass before the next bout. Their bodies would be fully healed. Their skills, sharpened. Their minds, focused.
Every man would step back into the ring at his prime, again and again.
The world would watch.
Every hook would echo across time.
Every jab would test not only flesh and bone, but legacy.
And in the end, only one name would rise from the ashes of speculation.
The bell is about to ring.
Let history fight it out.
Somewhere in a secret facility far from the eyes of the world, a machine had been built-not for war, or travel, or profit, but for one reason alone: to bring history's greatest heavyweights together, at their peaks, to fight.
A time machine-no bigger than a freight container, humming with quiet energy-stood as the door between eras. From the smoky rings of the early 20th century to the high-definition glare of modern arenas, it reached out and gathered the chosen twelve. Each was taken not in retirement, not in decline, but at the very moment he was most dangerous-when his body, mind, and legend were one.
Ali from 1966.
Louis from 1941.
Tyson from 1988.
Foreman from 1973.
Marciano from 1955.
Johnson from 1910.
Dempsey from 1923.
Holmes from 1980.
Lewis from 2002.
Holyfield from 1993.
Fury from 2021.
Liston, from 1963.
Twelve warriors. Twelve legends.
No exhibition. No excuses.
This would be war.
The venue was neutral-modern but timeless, built with every fighter's preferences considered. Gloves were standardized. Rounds were twelve. Judges had seen every style, trained in every era's scoring methods. The referees, incorruptible and impartial, were chosen for strength and clarity.
Each man would fight the other once. Eleven bouts per fighter. Sixty-six bouts in total. Between each daily fight, every boxer would return to his own time-where six full months of training and recovery would pass before the next bout. Their bodies would be fully healed. Their skills, sharpened. Their minds, focused.
Every man would step back into the ring at his prime, again and again.
The world would watch.
Every hook would echo across time.
Every jab would test not only flesh and bone, but legacy.
And in the end, only one name would rise from the ashes of speculation.
The bell is about to ring.
Let history fight it out.
Also in
Science Fiction
On the Calculation of Volume (Book I): Shortlisted for the 2025 International Booker Prize
Balle, Solvej
Paperback
$14.36
Life Out of Order (Deluxe Limited Edition): The Long-Awaited New Novel by the Mega-Bestselling Author of the Time Traveler's Wife
Niffenegger, Audrey
Hardcover
$29.70
Life Out of Order (Standard Edition): The Long-Awaited New Novel by the Mega-Bestselling Author of the Time Traveler's Wife
Niffenegger, Audrey
Hardcover
$31.35
Red Rising 3-Book Box Set: Red Rising, Golden Son, Morning Star, and an Exclusive Extended Excerpt of Iron Gold
Brown, Pierce
Paperback
$55.10