Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

Aside from writing, I have two other hobbies.  Tonight, I’ve decided to forsake my fairly successful side gig as a male stripper and attend to my other hobby:  hunting down evil wizards.  Bitefighter, my 10 lb. terrier, is leading the way.  He leads me through the forest and we burst into a clearing, surprising 3 wand-wielding nerds.  One of them points at me and sends a bolt of something fiery and red at my face.  I slip the death-bolt—or whatever it is—and rush ’em.  I’m beating the piss out of my enemies when one of them throws purple blaze at Bitefighter, transforming him from a real dog into a chihuahua.  I drop to my knees, clutch the air in front of me, and scream, “NOOOOOO!!!! BIIIIIITEFIGHTERRR!!!!”  Bitefighter-as-chihuahua trots over to the wizards’ side, his face overtaken by those blank, chihuaha fish eyes.  The Voldemort wannabes flash me triumphant grins.  Tears streaming from my face, I open my eReader to Echo.  Magic flash.  Bitefighter rears back onto two legs, rippling and writhing into a ten-foot tall Were-terrier.  His eyes glow red and he says in a resonant, double-toned voice:  “BEAST-MODE INITIATED.”  He backhands one of the nerds, sending him flying across the clearing and rebounding off a tree.  Then he turns and throws a combo—jab, cross, SHOOOORYUKEN!  The last hit is a Dragon Uppercut and sends Nerd #2 soaring into the stratosphere.  Dork #3 has already retreated into the woods.  Bitefighter turns to me and gets on all fours.  “HOP ON,” he says.  “LET US END THIS.”  I run across the brush and leap onto my faithful were-terrier, and we gallop into the night to hunt us some wizard!

If evil wizards transform your dog into a chihuahua, transform it into a giant were-terrier and hunt their ass to the ends of the earth.  Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here:  Vol. 1 on Kindle.  Vol. 2 on Kindle here:  Vol.2 on Kindle  Vol. 3 on Kindle here:  Vol. 3 on Kindle