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Chaos Quotes: Day 5 – My Most Favorite

To wrap up this week of my favorite moments from Undead Chaos, it only makes sense to end with my mostest favoritest. This is one of those lines that I busted up over when I wrote it and still snicker at to this day. Without further ado, allow me to present unto you:

CM’s Favorite Chaos Quotes: Day 5 – My Most Favorite

For a dead man, Banks moved like a cheetah. A fat, naked cheetah.

Yup, that’s it. Two sentences, yet I love them to my core.

Anyway, thanks for joining me this week as I counted down some of my favorite lines. Thanks also to everyone who has helped spread the word about the book. You all are the best.  

-J

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3…2…1…Thank You!

In the blink of an eye, Undead Chaos was unleashed upon the world. It’s been a long, unbelievable process, but thanks to an army of supporters, it’s finally seeing the light of day. Considering I blew up the Blogosphere/Chirpersphere this past week with the mock interviews of the cast, I’ll simply put a sample of the story and blurb at the bottom of this post.

Most important, however, allow me to say this:

To everyone who encouraged me along the way: Thank you from the bottom of my heart. This would never have happened without you.

To those who buy and read it: This is for you. Thank you as well and I hope you like it.

It’s been an amazing ride so far, gang. Here’s to the beginning of a new chapter.

-Josh

Cover, Buy Options, Sample, and Blurb:


 

 

Sample:

In all my years of squashing paranormal creepy crawlies, I’d learned two very important lessons. First, always keep a round chambered in your gun. Trust me, when you really need it, you don’t have time to load it. Second, never ignore your business phone. Mortgages are expensive and freelancer jobs hard to come by, so whenever that line rings, you answer it.

 “I’m looking for Marcus Shifter,” the lady on the other end said in a hushed, hurried voice.

 I paused Stripes and sat up. “You got him.”

 “My name is Carly Banks, and my husband died a month ago.”

 I pinched the bridge of my nose. Another Normal hoping to resurrect a loved one.

 “I’m sorry for your loss, Mrs. Banks, but I’m a Warlock, not a Necromancer. I can’t raise the dead.”

 “You don’t have to,” she said, quickly. “He’s on my front lawn with a shotgun.”

 I arrived at her neighborhood twenty minutes later.

Blurb:

The job was simple: decapitate the zombie, get paid, get out. Warlock Marcus Shifter followed the plan perfectly.

The corpse, however, did not.

Now there’s a body on the loose, accusations of illegal necromancy are flying, and the answers are waiting in the perilous alleys between the mortal and paranormal worlds. They’re no place for someone who gave up magic after a childhood accident. And given his tendency to shoot off his mouth and his Glock, Marcus is having a hell of a time digging up more than just bodies.

But when an apocalypse-minded megalomaniac threatens Marcus’s family, things get personal. Marcus will have to embrace the magic he’s been avoiding for years—and even that might not be enough to save the world from a hellish demise.

 

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