Erick Lamonte

Dear Reader, I’ve always believed that the best stories are the ones that take the childhood tales we think we know and drag them into the dark, neon-lit alleys of the real world. When I started writing Into Wonderland, I wanted to create something raw. I wanted a world where the monsters don't hide in closets—they own the nightclubs, they control the streets, and they wear masks of pure gold. Enter John Wonder. He’s tired, he’s battered, and he’s fighting a war against entities that don't play by human rules. In this book, you’re going to step into Illusions, a chaotic, pounding electronic club where the bass suffocates you and a single strand of golden hair can slice through steel. You’ll stand side-by-side with John, Brady, and Bunny as they face down nightmares that bleed black fluid and don't stop coming, no matter how many magazines you dump into them. This isn't a bedtime story. It’s a brutal, fast-paced, unyielding fight for survival where the line between man and monster gets completely mangled. If you’re ready to see how deep the rabbit hole really goes—and how hard we have to hit to climb back out—turn the page. John is waiting, the safety is off, and the music is about to start. See you on the other side, Erick LaMonte