Mad Dogma: Without a Leash

All the "Mad Dog" had to do was play dead.

Big, dumb, brutish, and immortal: the absurdly self-designated Kill-Thulu just had to do what he's done for a few-hundred years: nothing. Sure, he made himself useful after we reclaimed the planet a few thousand years ago, but he's grown tiresome (and, from the looks of things, tired). Hiding out in the middle of nowhere and slipping into the Glass Desert every now-and-then for who-knows-what, we were confident that he wouldn't interfere.

But we didn't get this far by taking chances.

Unfortunately, our "power play" was lacking in the power department. The "big sleep" we had scheduled for Kill-Thulu wound up being more of a nap. Whether he spent it visiting that wayward Lucifer or having another orgy with those ridiculously endowed Reapers is a mystery, but he woke up pissed-off and stupid.

More stupid.

He's making it personal, and nothing is stopping him from sticking his big, dumb face where it doesn't belong. It's like every time we try to drop the hint-DON'T GET INVOLVED-he's gotta go and tangle himself even more in our business.

Who would've known that granting a horny, murder-happy mercenary the gift of immortality during the Apocalypse would wind up being a bad thing?

Now Kill-Thulu has the child-OUR child -and he's making it abundantly clear in his own foul-mouthed way that he has no intention of making this easy for us. Even the Jesus Christs are beginning to curse his long-dead name Worst of all: he doesn't even know what he's up against

THIS DELUXE EDITION INCLUDES A REVISED EDITION OF 'MAD DOGMA' BOOK #1 AS WELL AS A NEVER-BEFORE-SEEEN & EXCLUSIVE FIRST LOOK AT BOOK #2