Saturday, April 29, 2017

The Blood of the Damned!

When the world began, the Lake of Fire was merely a thin stream of water that flowed out from hell. Yes, hell was formed when Lucifer fell to earth.

Over the centuries this was to change. Violence and malice brought forth more rivers and streams, eventually creating a bottomless lake in the hot, heart of hell that burned incessantly. This was where the damned were deposited, where they would burn forever. The damned are damned by their own actions and vices. They sentence themselves for their cruelty and sin to burn forever.

That Lake has infused itself into our world. It seeps into tunnels and caves--and even travels through time and space into what is now Antarctica.


And yes, that is real blood in The Blood Falls. Scientists are just fearful of alarming humanity. The blood comes from the damned, those who choose to sin and find they are condemned to the Lake of Fire by their various outrages.

If you are in doubt, you needn't be. If you go to a place where there has been terrible evil committed and if you put your ear to the ground, you can hear the cries of the damned. Those that perpetrated that evil. And if by chance, you are able to touch some of that blood-ice that is supposedly rust, you will fall to your knees screaming, for you feel the pain of the persecuted!

You will know the terrible truth of the Lake of Fire and the blood of the damned, regardless of what scientists tell you!

© carole gill 2017

Thursday, April 20, 2017

You'll Never Guess Who the Old Man Really is!!!!

Now, there are hints throughout, see if you can guess. You might be distracted by the other characters and the reasons they are monstrous, however. 

Listen in on a telling conversation between Fred Dodger and one of his performers. It's about his father and himself. Dark secrets abound!!

“My father’s no saint, Al. He’s done murder…”

“You told me he had murdered. Look at me and Hank and the clowns…”

Fred let out a loud sob. “It’s much worse what he did…you can’t imagine.”

He was certain Al was going to speak but when he didn’t, Fred continued. “My father was wanted… He still is; he always will be…what he did…”

“You can tell me…”

“I’ve killed, too, Al. I killed to protect him—see, he killed some women…”

Fred couldn’t get the rest out. Al soothed him, said he could confide in him. “What is it? What’s preying upon you, Fred? Something is—Who did your dad kill? You can tell me, honest. I won’t tell no one!”

(end of excerpt)

"Don't be fooled into thinking this is a routine, run-of-the-mill, carnival scary. Nothing routine here! CIRCUS OF HORRORS is a very special story, and I'm glad it introduced me to author Carole Gill, an exceptionally talented writer."

"Riveting. Imaginative. Chilling. Fantastical."

"Wonderful horror with a side order of ribs."

"Outstanding story line and strong characters. I felt like I was right there and a part of the sideshow.

"An awesome little creepfest!"

"Never going to the circus again!"

"True horror!"

“Scary from beginning to end! Sit back and read your way into a horror filled tale! Enjoy!”


Monday, April 17, 2017


No! Don't laugh. It's possible to promote books after death. Zombies, I know from personal experience can and Vampires probably can too. But I'm here for the ZOMBIES!

The walking dead can most certainly promote books. How do I know? I'm one of them! Sadly, what passes for 'a life' is what I endure, not live now--after my husband's death. I function on autopilot. I wish I didn't, but I do, at least for now.

The only difference between me and a genuine zombie is I don't eat flesh! Actually I don't eat meat anyway. Maybe that's the reason!

If you want to be kind to a zombie like me, I'd appreciate it! I'll try to blog more to keep you guys entertained. I am working on some projects so that's good!

Here's a bit from my new novel! It's got ghosties and goulies and short and long legged beasties with hauntings to make you wince but it also tells the story of loss and the search for life beyond death!

“How are you feeling today?”
            I felt like telling the doctor to go fuck himself. But thought better of it.
He looked odd to me. But that was because I was cracked and had been ever since my loss. It took me a few seconds to realize he was talking to me. That understanding smile now to show me he wasn’t annoyed with my lack of attention.
“I’m sorry…”
“That’s alright…just tell me how you are today.”
“The same.”
I had thought of a stronger reaction as in hostile, but then I thought better of it. Besides, a two word answer like that was probably provocative enough.
He was reading through the nurses' notes. “You’re sleeping well?”
“Yes, except when I don’t.”

Watch it, Liz. 

Back soon! 

Circus of Horrors is Not Just About Scary Clowns...!

99 cents NOW thru April 23!
Scary clowns are fun to write about, but I write character-driven horror. The characters in this novel and all my novels are motivated by their own experiences. They might have an agenda, a mission, as the character, 'good old carny,' Joe has. And boy what an agenda that is!

The clowns are murderous because of their childhood abuse they suffered. Each performer in Fred Dodger's sideshow has suffered and that suffering has made them what they are. Joe comes along and seems to know their secrets, all of their secrets. He even knows why Old Pa, Fred's dad, keeps a certain box close to him.

Creativia has put this book on promotion for a short time beginning now. If you like really dark, gut-wrenching horror that has a point, this is for you!

“This is horrific in the best way! It is extreme ... and disturbing!"

"Riveting. Imaginative. Chilling. Fantastical."

"Wonderful horror with a side order of ribs."

"Outstanding story line and strong characters. I felt like I was right there and a part of the sideshow.

"An awesome little creepfest!"

"Never going to the circus again!"

"True horror!"