Hyperman Origins: Book 5

By Nick Foxx

In the fifth book of the Hyperman Origin series, the police take over and Dylan sees his tormentors get the justice they deserve when Janice and Veronica stand up to them. Janice asks for C J’s and Dylan help to get revenge and feel free. But there’s good news and bad news for Dylan along the way.
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Hi, I’m Dylan. This book is about me. Before you start reading it, I want you to know – this is not a superhero story. The title sounds like it’s going to be a superhero story, but it’s not. Superheroes are not real. This story is about me and I’m a real person. Well, I’m a fictional character because Nick made me up. But I’m a real – fictional person.

I do grow stronger, faster, and smarter. My ability to attract members of the opposite sex grows dramatically. Also, my memory, strength, reflexes, speed, and stamina all increase exponentially. My virility and sexual endurance are impressive, and...oh, forget it. It’s kind of a superhero story. Bullets don’t bounce off me and I can’t fly or anything. But it’s still a lot of fun. There are some hot girls, bad guys, violence, intrigue, revenge, romance, lots of sex, feats of strength, and HOT GIRLS. So, if you forget about the superhero crap, I’ll tell you what happened.

SOME NEW STUFF:
In the first four books of this series, my life changed drastically. The things that happen continue to surprise and delight me. C J and I are growing closer all the time and she keeps bringing new women into my life and my bed with her.

In this installment, there’s good news and bad news. The changes in Dylan’s life will not only affect him, but everyone in his family and may have far reaching consequences that they can’t foresee.

This book contains graphic language and explicit descriptions of sexual activity. Not suitable for minors.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nick Foxx
• Release date: Sep 11, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005061609

Nick Foxx

A diverse blend of music floated through the rooms of Nick Foxx’s house as he grew up. His family listened to and played blues, jazz, folk, gospel, country, rock’n’roll and classical music and they all fascinated him. Late in the night, he’d sit with his father and grandfather while they told stories and sang their favorites.Professors and artists mingled with ranchers and farmers around picnic tables in Nick's backyard to enjoy fried fish, barbecue, and good music as the neighborhood children chased fireflies in the twilight.The music he heard filled his head with dreams of being a professional musician. He played at local dances, clubs, and bars before he could drive. By twenty-one, he had performed for crowds of thousands, heard himself on the radio, and sang on live TV. His music has been used in advertising, film, television, theater, and played in concert halls. Records he worked on decorate the walls of his office and home.Nick began publishing ebooks in 2008 with Anonymous Publishing. While writing under the pen name, Nicky Faulkes, Nick’s work “The Time Of My Life” won the Earth Day Story Contest on Literotica.com and gained him the praise of peers. It encouraged him to keep writing and telling stories.Nick is a semi-retired composer and musician, happily married for over twenty years to a beautiful, loving woman who is the love of his life. Nick’s stories are a blend of his personal experiences and fantasies that merge to bring genuine, relatable characters and engaging tales to the page. His greatest delight is to share the joy he feels creating new work with the people who listen to his music or read his stories.Please contact Nick at: [e-mail] to get the latest on his next project or to join his facebook group. If you liked this book, check out other titles by Nick Foxx at your favorite e-book retailer online or follow him on facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/nick.foxx.108

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Hyperman

Origins – Book 5

By Nick Foxx

Copyright 2020, Nick Foxx

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Chapter One

The detective barked, Isolate all of them. I don’t want them to get together and cook up a story to get out of this. When he saw my black eye, he asked, One of them hit you but you took two of them out by yourself. Where did you learn to fight like that? The military? Karate?

I put on my best poker face and said, Video games. They’re a bad influence on kids and teach violent behavior. The detective fought back a laugh as a couple of the cops chuckled. Sir, honestly, those guys were either drunk or close to it. My friends and I had a dinner date tonight and I’m sober as a judge. I gave me an edge. It didn’t take any great fighting technique. They ignored me and I surprised them. I pulled the cold pack off my eye and added, Even with that, I wasn’t quick enough.

The cops got my personal information, took me to the station, photographed my injuries, and told me the DA would be in touch if assault charges were filed or if he needed my testimony. I was about to call for a ride when I saw C J and Janice in the lobby, waiting for me. If the cops got a hold of them, Janice was going to get dragged into this whole thing and her reputation would be wrecked. Plus, I didn’t want C J to be questioned like I’d been. The plan was to get them home safe I would deal with this mess on my own. As usual, my plan