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“I promise not to hurt you, unless you try to take my shit. Then I'll twist your head off and hide it in a bush somewhere.”
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Cedric Nye "The Road to Hell is Paved With Zombies" Kindle version is now ON SALE FOR 99 CENTS!!! I don't know for how long, though. The owners of Severed Press are hard-core about and whimsical about these kind of things, so get it quick! http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00F...
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Chapter 1, a freebie.
THE ROAD TO HELL IS PAVED WITH ZOMBIES

ZOMBIE FIGHTER JANGO BOOK 1

By Cedric Nye
May 2013

This Book is dedicated to the Children of Abuse.

Chapter1:
Zombies Need No Introductions.

Jango peeked out the door of his room at the Prescott Sierra Inn in Prescott, Arizona, and then quickly closed it again. “Those sure look like zombies,” he mumbled to himself, as he lifted a corner of the curtain to look out the window. “But then again,” he thought, “this IS Prescott. It could just be a bunch of Liberal Arts students dicking around and doing some kind of fucked up performance art.” Jango coughed into the crook of his arm, and hoped he wasn’t coming down sick with the flu or something.
He continued watching through the window as what appeared to be three blood-covered people, two men and a woman, played tug-of-war with a dead looking fourth person. There was something wrong with the way the three people moved; he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Their limbs moved with a stiff, marionette-like quality that he found funny, creepy and off-putting all at the same time.
Jango hadn’t left the hotel room in several days, and since there was no television in the ratty little room, he had no idea that a real Zombie Apocalypse had started two days before.
Everything he knew about zombies came from movies and books, so the information he had on hand was Hollywood sketchy, “But damn,” he thought, “They sure look like zombies to me!” Their hair looked matted with clotted blood, twigs, and dirt. Their clothing had probably been expensive at one time, but was now torn to shreds. One male, he noticed, seemed to be missing his right cheek and ear, and the other male seemed to be chewing on the un-moving person. The female was gripping one of the maybe-dead-body’s arms in her teeth and hands, while savagely jerking her head side to side, like a wolf does when it wants a piece of meat to go. “Probably definitely zombies,” he thought to himself with the kind of simple acceptance usually only found in children and the seriously mentally ill.
Jango noticed movement from the direction of the hotel office. The foul-mouthed older lady who worked at the front desk had run out of the office in a pink bathrobe and pink, fluffy slippers. She waved an aluminum baseball bat above her head and shouted, “You get away from my guest, you nasty hippy assholes!” She ran toward the three zombie/liberal arts students with the wobbly, hunch-backed, shuffling gait so common with older people.
The zombies heard her shout, noticed her slow-motion advance, and raised their heads. They sniffed at the air, and then rose like marionettes being pulled up by invisible strings. The creatures started hissing and moaning. Saliva ran from their slack lips as they all began making a high-pitched keening sound, “Rhheeeeeeeeee-EEeeeeeee-aaaahhhh-eeeeee.” Then, in a blur of motion, the zombies charged at the old lady.
The zombies’ upper bodies didn’t coordinate well with the speed of their churning legs, so the high speed movement was almost comical as their torsos swayed around atop their legs, and their arms trailed behind them like the tassels on a kid’s bicycle handlebars.
The old woman suddenly seemed to realize that the creatures were not a bunch of hippies. She dropped the baseball bat, screamed in terror, and turned to run back inside. The zombies, though, were less than fifty feet away from her, and it was obvious that they would catch her before she could shuffle halfway to the office door.
Jango, who was a compulsive supporter of the underdog, would not stand by and watch a little old lady get eaten by zombies. Without thinking, he tore open the door to his room and shouted at the zombies, “Hey, you, over here!” The zombies all looked his way at once, and then, as one, they veered toward him like a group of top-heavy ostriches, and their keening wail became louder as they rushed toward him.
Suddenly, he realized that he didn’t really have a plan for dealing with the un-dead, so, in a panic, he started running toward his car. His panic ended up saving his life.
As a resident of Arizona, a modern version of the Wild West, Jango owned a gun. This being Arizona, he was not going to leave his gun in his hotel room for the maid to steal, so he had stashed his 9mm pistol in the welded lockbox under the driver’s seat of his 1990 Geo Metro hatchback.
He reached his car well ahead of the zombies, got the keys out of his pocket, and opened the car door. He climbed in quickly, slammed the door shut, and locked it. By that time, the old lady had made it back to the hotel office and slammed the door shut behind her.
Jango reached between his feet for his gun box, just as one of the zombies smashed into the side of his Metro. The small car lurched and rocked as the zombie tried to get to him. He fumbled his key into the keyhole on the box, twisted the key, and the box popped open. Inside were a Ruger KP 89 pistol, four fully loaded fifteen-round magazines, and four spare fifty-round boxes of ammunition. Swiftly and smoothly, he fitted a magazine into the grip of his pistol, seated it, and worked the slide to chamber a round. He stuck the three remaining mags into his front pockets, and steadied himself.
All three zombies were mindlessly bashing against his little car, arms swinging wildly, flailing with such force that the car’s frame was bending. The doors were buckling in, and the side windows were spider webbed with cracks. Even though it seemed they could not think clearly enough to just break a window and haul him out through the hole, it wouldn’t be long before they opened the tiny automobile like a piñata full of Jango treats.
Jango began breathing faster, hyper-oxygenating his blood as he put his hand on the door handle, and then with a violent surge, he slammed the driver’s side door open and into one of the male zombies. The door rebounded, and closed behind him as he jumped out of the car. The zombie tumbled backward in a disjointed pile, but immediately got back up. He noticed the guy wearing a pinkie ring on his right hand. “Guys shouldn’t wear pinkie rings,” he quipped, half to himself, as he shot the zombie in its head.
The zombie fell and started twitching, just as the other two came around the back of the car. Jango startle-jumped, let out a little scream, and ran around his car away from the zombies.
He suddenly found himself in a high-speed Chinese fire-drill around his beat up car, with two wailing, undead creatures that were intent on eating him. Jango saw no way out of his predicament. He managed to keep perfectly even with the two zombies as they chased him pell-mell around the smashed up hatchback. His only desire was to keep the bulk of his vehicle between himself and the two slavering zombies.
He fired two wild shots at them across the roof of his car while running, and missed both shots. “Shit,” he panted in frustration as he continued running. He had always thought it was bogus how people in movies made running headshots on moving zombies, and there was his proof.
Jango wracked his brains to find a way out of his predicament, and suddenly he had an idea. He poured on more speed, and started closing in on the still wailing undead from behind. He was getting winded, from fear as much as exertion, but he slowly drew closer to the zombies, and lap by lap, he closed the gap between himself and his pursuers. He came around the front of his car on the passenger side just as the screeching creatures passed the passenger side door. He stopped, steadied his hands on the pistol in a two handed grip, and started shooting at the female zombie’s head.
With his first shot, he hit the female in the head, but his next three shots were wild. The remaining zombie finally noticed that its meal was much closer if it turned around. With an ear-splitting shriek, the thing turned toward Jango and charged. Its mouth gaped open and its tongue flailed around like an impaled earthworm, as it reached toward him.
Jango got set, raised his gun, and fired all in one fluid motion; the bullet hit the monster in the center of its forehead and it collapsed instantly. As he stared at the creatures he had just killed, the full weight of his situation suddenly struck him.
He leaned against the side of his dented, smashed, and otherwise thoroughly abused Geo Metro and sobbed. “What BULL-shit,” he whispered to himself. He leaned against his car, head hung, gasping for air. He was in excellent physical shape, but everyone has limits to their endurance; and the zombies had stretched his ability to endure almost to the breaking point.
Unnoticed by him, several zombies had made their way up the road. The creatures had followed the sound of his gunshots and the wailing of the now dead-again zombies. Jango just leaned against his car, panting, and thinking. He was shell-shocked, unaware and unmoving.
He was thirty-six years old, had no children, a bad case of P.T.S.D., and a built in paranoia that made a meth-head seem stable by comparison. He was average height, brown hair, soft hazel eyes, with big, callused, violent looking hands that looked as if someone who liked to kill had designed them for a strangler. His build was deceptive, average looking, until you looked closely and saw that he appeared to be made of cables and ropes, all hard, dense muscle made for use. All of his spare time was spent making himself into a killing machine, exercising, running, pounding a heavy bag, and practicing with every kind of weapon he could make or buy. He believed that the world was out to get him, and it was up to him to protect himself.
As a child, he had suffered terrible abuse, and that suffering had left a permanent mark on his mind, body, and spirit. The pain and horror of abuse had wrought a change in him, all the way down to a cellular level.
He had spent his entire life preparing for the worst to happen, and now that it had, he found himself shocked into a lethargic numbness.
“Deeeeeee-aaahhhhhh-eeeeeeeeeeee!” a zombie screamed as it rushed at him from no more than fifteen feet away.
Jango jumped like a scared cat, straight up in the air, legs already churning in a full-speed run before he hit the ground again. He ran around his car, and got into the driver’s seat, slammed the door, started his car, and began gnashing his teeth while growling at the zombies through his cracked windshield. Foam flecked his lips and a strange, feral light started glowing deep within his eyes as he continued growling and grinding his teeth.
Jango saw more than two-dozen zombies rushing his way in a loose, swaying formation that made him think of a group of children running while wearing straightjackets. He felt a dam break loose in his mind from the strain of it all.
Snarling and gnashing his teeth, he put his little car in gear, and started driving over his undead antagonists. Driving into them was probably more accurate since the tiny Geo Metro had the approximate ground clearance of a lawn mower, and about the same amount of horsepower as well.
“Thump, thunk, crunch,” as he drove in circles and figure-eights, knocking over, and then running over the zombies until none were left standing. His knuckles were ghost-white from his death grip on the steering wheel as he slalomed around the parking lot on a slimy slick of zombie juice and innards. Twenty minutes later, when Jango finally noticed that there was nothing left standing in the parking lot, he brought his car to a skidding stop, and put it in park. Looking around the parking lot, he was stunned at the level of carnage he had wrought. Mangled, wailing zombies littered the area;


Netanella Great new cover images for the Jango series!


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Cedric Nye Tammy K. wrote: "I never got to share with you any photos from my vacation so here are four
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I'm not getting notifications when you post here, Tammy. I don't know why! I have been battling depression, and I am losing ground. I will write more later. I apologize for missing these beautiful pictures until now! All of my best to you and yours,
Your Friend Cedric


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Tammy K. I never got to share with you any photos from my vacation so here are four
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Tammy K. Cedric wrote: "Tammy K. wrote: "I very carefully looked up .. er .. a "selected" the correct answers to your Jango quiz. I recall selecting the correct answer for the last one! But it came out something else! I w..."

Doing Great, and running late (per normal). :)
I'm off to spend a couple hours visiting a friend who was in the hospital over the weekend.
I hope you are having a good day.
TTYL
T.


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Cedric Nye Tammy K. wrote: "I very carefully looked up .. er .. a "selected" the correct answers to your Jango quiz. I recall selecting the correct answer for the last one! But it came out something else! I was Jipped! Ripped..."

Miss Tammy,
I will make some better quizzes. It occurred to me that I should have made one for each of the books, rather than one for both books! Doh!
Thank you for checking it out!
How are you doing today?


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Tammy K. I very carefully looked up .. er .. a "selected" the correct answers to your Jango quiz. I recall selecting the correct answer for the last one! But it came out something else! I was Jipped! Ripped off! Robbed! My correct answer was stolen (!) right out from under my mouse! I deeply protest the missing point! ;-) J/K
It's a good quiz thanks for taking the time to make it.


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Anna (Bananas) I don't know if I can pick one.... How about 3?

28 Days Later - when my zombie love began

Dawn of the Dead remake - just amazing

Zombieland - hilarious and fun - Plus they mention Garland, TX at the beginning of the movie, something like "See how this place looks like the apocalypse just happened. Well, it always looks like that." It does!


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Cedric Nye Tabitha wrote: "I want to wish you luck with your 1st Annual Zombie Fighter Jango's Zompoc Giveaway, I am really looking fwd to it!



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Thank you, Miss Tabitha! Ha ha ha! I love your "Zombie Food Pyramid", by the way! Keep nutrition simple!


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Tabitha I want to wish you luck with your 1st Annual Zombie Fighter Jango's Zompoc Giveaway, I am really looking fwd to it!




Nefariousbig A rare twit, indeed. Be warned, I am totally out there on the edge. I look forward to horror-ble interaction. 8)


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Kat Cedric, thank you! I wasn't sure if you'd dare to accept, but I'm glad you did. Until now, it hadn't completely dawned on me that I was plotting to murder the man who has invented the impact weapon among impact weapons. I'm so thrilled.;)


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Cedric Nye Kris wrote: "So is Jango's Anthem....the second book correct?"
You are correct! The Road to Hell is Paved With Zombies is the first book in the series. Did you manage to grab it whilst it was free?


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Kris Lugosi So is Jango's Anthem....the second book correct?


Selena &#x1f4da; You're welcome! Thanks for adding me. Thank you so much and I definitely will!

Best wishes,
Selena


Savannah Hi, Cedric! Thank you for the add! Having a lovely day and hope you are as well. Your books looks fun, may have to find myself a copy! Have a great day!


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Cedric Nye Nikki wrote: "Thanks for the friend-vite :)"

Ah! I just finished thanking you for accepting!


Ms. Nikki Thanks for the friend-vite :)


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Cedric Nye Tammy K. wrote: "Have you created any goodread quizzes for your books Yet?"

Uhhh, I didn't know I could! That sounds like fun! Then maybe I could actually answer some of the questions. These GR quizzes are hard-core!


Tammy K. Have you created any goodread quizzes for your books Yet?


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Cedric Nye Tammy K. wrote: "I'd say keep them in the categories that they are already in but add them to Horror, possibly survival do they have that in fiction? Most zombie titles I see are in Horror and Occult (I have no ide..."

The only problem I ran into is that Amazon only allows two very specific classifications for any book. The classifications are very limited! I didn't spot a survival section.


Tammy K. I'd say keep them in the categories that they are already in but add them to Horror, possibly survival do they have that in fiction? Most zombie titles I see are in Horror and Occult (I have no idea what sub-genre is).
They are occasionally classified as Thrillers as well depending on the sub-plot(s).


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Cedric Nye Tammy K. wrote: "Cedric wrote: "Tammy K. wrote: "Congratulation!
At this very moment Jango's Anthem is

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,753 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)

#51 in Kindle S..."

Honestly, I looked for a "zombie" category on the list Amazon gave me to choose from...There was nothing!

I will re-categorize them as horror, then. I guess they are horror-ish. I mean, since you put it the way you did, it makes sense! Ha ha ha!


Tammy K. Cedric wrote: "Tammy K. wrote: "Congratulation!
At this very moment Jango's Anthem is

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,753 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)

#51 in Kindle Store > Kindle e..."


Yes, to Horror.
They are intended to frighten, scare, startle
see
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horror_f...

Now without saying too much because others will read this who may not have yet read your stories, I will say that the a zombie apocalypse with all the biting, ripping, shredding of flesh, death blood and gore sets off the horror atmosphere itself. Add the second element of horror that your stories carry (the evil that mankind can do) and you are smack in the middle of the horror (horrific) genre.


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Cedric Nye Tammy K. wrote: "Congratulation!
At this very moment Jango's Anthem is

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,753 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)

#51 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literatur..."

I tried to! Damn it! I swear, technology sees me coming, and it just starts tossing Gremlins my way. I didn't see the option for zombies. I also didn't think my books quite qualified for horror. Do they? I think they might be too tame for horror. I don't want horror fans feeling like they got the crap-end of the stick. Horror fans are an imaginative lot, and I don't need them sharpening their pitch-forks for me!

I am a techno-idjit. I just kind of bumble along until I hit a wall.

How are you doing today, Tammy?


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Tammy K. Congratulation!
At this very moment Jango's Anthem is

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,753 Free in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Free in Kindle Store)

#51 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Action & Adventure
#71 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Fantasy > Paranormal & Urban

Question? why did you not put this one under horror and or zombies?


Cedric Nye Netanella wrote: "Happy Days, Cedric! Keep the faith"

I have always loved that saying. "Keep The Faith." Absolutely, my Friend! Thank you for being you.


Cedric Nye Midu wrote: "Thanks for the invite!"

My pleasure! Thank you so much for accepting!


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Midu Hadi Thanks for the invite!


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Midu Hadi Thanks for the invite!


Netanella Happy Days, Cedric! Keep the faith


Shadow Girl Great to meet ya, Ced!!
xxoo


Miss Kim All is good with Miss Kim, Mr. Nye! Happy reading.


Prince You're welcome! (: And thanks for the greeting. (:

I usually read Romance and erotica books. HAHA


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Joy Killar "Nothing is impossible to kill. It's just that sometimes after you kill something you have to keep shooting it until it stops moving”
― Mira Grant, Feed

Cedric, I agree that Zombies rock! They are unending gore-filled experience and the ultimate test of humanity's survival skills.

I look forward to reading your work,
joy


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