Some novels transport you to another world. Others make you feel like you’ve lived there. Haja Mo’s Atlantis Protocol does something even more remarkable—it immerses you in a civilization so vivid, so intricately detailed, that by the time you turn the last page, you aren’t just reading about Atlantis; you’re mourning its loss. This is not just a book—it’s an experience. And it is an experience that demands to be seen on the biggest screen possible.
From the moment the Chronos team steps through time and arrives in 9600 BCE, the novel unfolds like a film playing out in the mind’s eye. The lost city of Atlantis isn’t just a backdrop; it is a living, breathing entity, its golden towers shimmering beneath twilight skies, its bioluminescent Metromite veins casting an ethereal glow over canals that pulse with an energy unlike anything seen in human history. Mo’s descriptions are so immersive, so cinematic in scope, that one can’t help but envision the sweeping aerial shots, the vast underwater ruins, and the sheer scale of the civilization that once stood at the peak of human advancement. It is world-building at its finest—rich, detailed, and utterly transportive.
Yet for all its grandeur, Atlantis Protocol never loses sight of its human core. At the heart of this sweeping epic is Miles Shaw, a man torn between duty and emotion, history and survival. His dynamic with Helena, the last true Atlantean, is what elevates this from a thrilling adventure to a story that lingers in the heart. Their connection is both intimate and tragic, an impossible love story between two people separated by time itself. Helena’s quiet strength, her fierce loyalty to the city she calls home, and her ultimate sacrifice are rendered with such depth that when the moment of parting arrives, it is impossible not to feel the weight of her decision. It is a scene so powerful that it would be devastating on-screen—the kind of moment that defines great cinema, reminiscent of the heartbreak of Titanic and the cosmic fate of Interstellar.
And then there is the action—the kind that doesn’t just beg for the IMAX treatment, but demands it. The chase through the canals, the attack of the Aquilamaris, the desperate battle against the Scions, and the final, jaw-dropping collapse of Atlantis itself—each sequence is written with such a kinetic force that it practically leaps off the page. Imagine a Top Gun: Maverick-style underwater pursuit, with sleek submersibles weaving through the ruins as monstrous, glowing creatures hunt them down. Picture the towering tsunami that signals the end of Atlantis, a force of nature that consumes the city in a sequence so breathtakingly visual that it could rival anything seen in Dune or Avatar. Every moment of tension, every pulse-pounding escape, every clash of history and impending doom feels tailor-made for a larger-than-life adaptation.
But it isn’t just the spectacle that makes Atlantis Protocol destined for IMAX—it is the emotional weight behind every decision, every sacrifice, and every consequence. The epilogue, set against the cold, modern world, serves as a haunting reminder that while Atlantis may be lost, its echoes remain. When Miles, back in London, meets a woman who may or may not be Helena reborn, it is a moment of such quiet, aching beauty that it is impossible not to imagine the screen fading to black, the score swelling, and the audience left in stunned silence. It is an ending designed for a cinematic experience—one that lingers long after the credits roll.
There are books that feel cinematic, and then there are books that need to be films. Atlantis Protocol is the latter. With its grand visual scale, heart-wrenching love story, relentless action, and thought-provoking themes about history, power, and fate, this is a story that Hollywood cannot afford to ignore. If handled with the care and vision of directors like Denis Villeneuve or James Cameron, it could be the next great sci-fi epic—a film that does not just entertain but immerses, moves, and haunts.
Haja Mo has crafted something extraordinary. Now, it is time for the world to see it.Distinguished Magazine Review: Atlantis Protocol by Haja Mo
Reviewed by Floyd Shelly
Some books entertain, some inform, and a rare few transport you so fully that when you finish the last page, you feel like you’ve lived another life. Haja Mo’s Atlantis Protocol is one of those books—a sweeping, emotionally charged, and visually stunning adventure that blends history, science fiction, and heart-stopping action into something truly unforgettable.
At its core, Atlantis Protocol is more than just an expedition to uncover a lost civilization; it is an exploration of what it means to preserve history, the price of knowledge, and the delicate balance between power and responsibility. Mo’s writing is lush, cinematic, and utterly immersive, painting Atlantis not as a mere legend, but as a breathing, thriving world that feels more real than myth. Every corridor of its crumbling temples, every glowing vein of Metromite that pulses beneath its streets, every submerged ruin is rendered in exquisite, painstaking detail, making the reader feel as though they, too, are standing in the city’s final days.
Miles Shaw, the rugged historian and adventurer leading the mission, is a protagonist of rare depth. He is not just an explorer but a man haunted by time itself, torn between his duty to recover history and his growing attachment to Helena, the last surviving Atlantean. Their relationship is the beating heart of the novel, moving from wariness to trust, and finally, to a love story that defies time and fate. Helena is one of the most beautifully drawn heroines in recent memory—a woman of resilience and wisdom, shaped by loneliness but never broken by it. Her final choice, to remain with her dying world rather than escape, is one of the most gut-wrenching moments in the novel, a scene that lingers in the mind long after the book is closed.
But Atlantis Protocol does not merely rely on emotional depth—it is an action-packed, edge-of-your-seat thriller. The novel’s pacing is relentless in the best way possible, with set pieces that rival the best of Hollywood: high-speed chases through glowing Atlantean canals, battles against monstrous aquatic predators, time loops that trap the characters in an endless cycle of peril, and the final apocalyptic destruction of Atlantis in a maelstrom of fire, water, and ruin. Mo writes action sequences with a precision and intensity that make them pulse with energy, never sacrificing tension for spectacle.
Yet what elevates this novel beyond the typical adventure fare is its intelligence. Mo seamlessly integrates real-world physics, quantum mechanics, and archeological theories into the story, making the mystery of Atlantis feel scientifically plausible rather than purely mythical. The concept of Metromite—an energy source so powerful that it reshaped civilization—feels eerily relevant in an era where humanity is on the verge of energy crises and technological breakthroughs. The philosophical debates between the characters—on whether humanity is ready for such limitless power, on whether history should be preserved or rewritten, on whether Atlantis was a utopia or simply another civilization doomed by its own hubris—add a weight to the novel that lingers beyond the thrill of discovery.
The supporting cast is equally compelling. Kira, the no-nonsense pilot, serves as the perfect counterbalance to Miles’ emotional turmoil, providing both levity and unwavering loyalty. Theo, the linguist, and historian, offers the academic rigor needed to decode Atlantis’s secrets, while Jace, ever the sarcastic comic relief, grounds the novel with humor and camaraderie. Even Damon, the novel’s primary antagonist, is not just a one-dimensional villain but a reflection of the greed and ambition that have plagued humanity throughout history. His betrayal is inevitable, but it is his justification—his belief that power must be controlled, not shared—that makes his downfall so satisfying.
And then, of course, there is the ending. Mo delivers a conclusion that is both heartbreaking and hopeful, a paradox that fits the novel’s themes of loss and legacy. Helena’s decision to stay behind is not framed as a tragedy but as a necessity—a choice that honors her people, her city, and everything Atlantis stood for. The final image of Miles, back in the modern world, haunted by the past yet bound to Helena through the pendant she gave him, is a perfect closing note. And then, the final twist—his fateful encounter with a woman who bears Helena’s name and echoes of her spirit—suggests that perhaps some things, some souls, are never truly lost.
Atlantis Protocol is the kind of novel that reminds us why we read. It is an adventure of breathtaking scale, a romance of aching beauty, and a meditation on history, power, and destiny that lingers in the mind long after the final page. It is a book that demands to be read, re-read, and cherished—a modern classic in the making.
Haja Mo has written not just a great novel, but a great story—one that deserves to be remembered, much like Atlantis itself.
- Review by Josephine Lim