J.D. Blackrose

Zombie, Waylon Jenkins, is dead set on proving that cosmetology can save the world... What's a zombie — who also happens to be a cosmetologist — to do when dead bodies show up with missing limbs and the local police captain thinks the zombie did it? “After all,” the captain reasons, “who else needs the spare parts?” For Waylon, it involves being dragged into a deep cover zombie military unit where good moisturizer isn't enough to protect his friends or the peaceful life he's struggled to build. Besides, all he really wants to do is die. © 2022 Falstaff Books, LLC ℗ 2025 Soundbooth Theater

Waylon Jenkins can't die. He also can't let Dr. Samuel Early, his only hope of dying, go off on a mission to rescue a disembodied zombie in the heart of a Central American jungle without him. But even this skilled cosmetologist to the stars isn't fully prepared to blend-blend-blend himself into a convincing member of a strike team; not when his first instincts are to give moisturizer recommendations to sunburned vacationers. As Waylon and company delve into the jungle, they uncover a much bigger problem than the drug cartels. Someone is after Rodrigo Flores and his family, and it's personal. The only way to help the family get through it alive is to help Flores' daughter, Amalia, win the Miss Mango Pageant. Will Waylon's skills — and his famous friend and client, Mitzi (one name only) — be the team's secret weapon? Can Waylon get through it without breaking his vow never to make a zombie? And who is the mysterious “Señor Cinco” that seems to be behind it all? Hold on to your butt paste. This is going to get wild. © 2022 Falstaff Books, LLC ℗ 2025 Soundbooth Theater

Captain Perkins has once again dragged Waylon Jenkins, zombie and cosmetologist to the biggest Hollywood stars, into a murder case. Eyeless and missing hands, the bodies tingle the experienced officer’s "woo-woo" sense, and the captain demands that Jenkins help find the killer. Unfortunately, one of the victims is linked to Waylon’s favorite client, mononymous Hollywood “it girl,” Mitzi. Meanwhile, Jenkins’ new luxury cosmetic line struggles with several federal agencies, especially since “dehydrated zombie skin cells” aren’t an FDA-approved ingredient. To complicate matters, “Miss Mango,” Amalia, tricks Waylon into building a treehouse for a charity playground, and his executive assistant, Mrs. Betsy Ross, floats through the house in a fit of ghostly depression. Not to mention, a new mystery man has taken over as CEO of The Industries; and if that isn’t enough, Waylon desperately needs a body to loan him an ear. © 2022 Falstaff Books, LLC ℗ 2025 Soundbooth Theater