Monday, November 28, 2016

Blood Thirst; An Eternal Romance (Book 2) Coming December 9th!

Paranormal Romance 

Excerpt

“Victor…” Octavia murmured, stunned. Her mind could not comprehend what had just occurred. Her heart that once filled with so much warmth had easily blackened, once she’d given into the wretched curse deep within her soul. “How?” she questioned for lack of clear understanding. Her moistened eyes diverted back to the earth in wonder of how she could perform such an atrocity. Victor pulled her close for there were no words of consolation to give meaning, only their togetherness to suffice.

Wildlife seemed to hush in fear that it too would be harmed by the beings standing in the midst of the slaughter. The wind dare not drift too closely by the last two survivors so it rode out the silence. The leaves did not rattle nor did the debris dare cross their path. It was as if nature knew not to test fate, as if nature’s mother was robbed of its sole purpose and respected the wickedness that replaced her on this night. Only when two of the most stunning creatures this world has ever beheld rushed away, then and only then, did life breathe again as it should.


Through the mountain, by way of a desolate road, Victor and Octavia absconded though the scent of demise refused to leave them be. Octavia trembled at the sight of flesh and blood still clinging to their skin and clothes like a ruthless punishment. She gripped her white dress, now stained rosy red. She wiped the tears away with her fingers but that too came away painted. Octavia had no memory of even performing the heinous acts but even if she wanted to deny her actions, the evidence hugged, not allowing her to live in that world called denial."


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Octavia, a human, appeared into this world with a mysterious past unknown to even her. Victor a cultured man of influential prestige was born a savage vampire. They should have never been but their attraction was so profound neither could deny their love.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” He came to stand in front of her after hearing no more words of resistance cross her lips.
In a split second, he wished he could sire her and take her for his own. He wanted to tell her everything. This world, his world, about vampires, but he could not.

Victor gripped her face within his palms. “I cannot let you go. I will not,” he exhaled, caressing her lips. “But if you want me to, I will leave you be. Forever…”

“This is madness…” Octavia gazed up at him speechless. She tried to resist him, but the words of refute would not flow.

“And I cannot breathe when you are not near. I cannot think when you are not by my side. The last few days have been murderous knowing that I could not have you” He kissed her, not allowing her to refuse him.


He would never let her go.


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Sunday, November 6, 2016

99 cents! House of Horrors, Nov 6 - 1




This collection is packed with wide-ranging horror stories. There are even some 
sci fi shorts I wrote. All of them have appeared in anthologies at one time 
or another.

Tales of Jack the Ripper, vampires, zombies, murderers just getting started, 
satanic doll makers, haunted cemeteries where the dead dance, monstrous 
(for real) husbands, Death contemplating the carnage of the Black Death of 
1348, pedophile and the doll that fixed him up permanently, Gothic tales 
of madness and dreams of suicide, nightmares that turn into reality, 
lighthouses best avoided, haunted movie theaters where you can catch the 
show! Viking undead, a spin on Jekyll and Hyde...and a whole lot more!

99 cents will buy you the whole taco filled with horror, whatever your taste.



2015 – Amazon Best Seller in Horror Anthologies


“Carole Gill’s talent is a wonder to experience. She has the uncanny 
ability to craft horrors imbued in fairy tale finesse.”



“House of Horrors is a fine addition to my Kindle, and I’m sure I’ll be going
 to read this again and again…”


A veritable blood feast for vampire fans everywhere!”


“If you are a fan of horror, you won't want to miss this one!! High marks to
 Ms. Gill.”


“There are so many different monsters in this book that no matter what 
your 
biggest fear is, or your favorite one to read about, you are gonna find it 
without fail!”


Sunday, October 23, 2016

Madame Lilly; Wicked (Vol 4) Book Tour. To celebrate (Vol. 2) will be free 10/24th to 10/28th

Title: Madame Lilly; Wicked
Genre: Historical Fiction Horror

It's 1890 in New Orleans, a time of rich white men, sprawling plantations, Voodoo, high class parties and the unspoken Placage. Amidst the thick heat, magic and sorrow, a beautiful Creole woman exists in this cruel world. Although born free, she never knew life without the call of a ‘Master’ – until now.

Blessed with an ancient power, Madame Lily has an agenda that has galvanized her into the deepest reaches of High Society and to the darkness that is swirling with Voodoo.

Elijah is a First Made Protector tasked to guard and cleanse the world of the evils that roam. He spent millennia with only goodness in his heart until cursed – one meant to corrupt his very soul with love, obsession and infatuation… for Madame Lily, a woman that should rightfully be his adversary.

Drawn together by fate and magic, these two forces face off and sparks fly. A love that never should have been is born – a love that may change everything for both of them.


Excerpt
1890 New Orleans – Julien Dubois’ mansion

Hearon, on the other hand, made herself known. She walked into the kitchen and saw the looks on the help’s faces. One woman opened her mouth to scream but Hearon moved so swiftly she was in front of the woman before a noise could escape. The woman stifled her cry while her eyes bulged to no end.

Hearon placed a delicate finger on the woman’s full, cracked lips. “Shhh,” she warned. “Not one word.” She whispered so close to her ear, that her lips caressed her lope. She glared at the helpers, making sure no one moved but her. She then carried a tray into the formal dining area and set it next to the rest of the hoard of food.

“. . . of course this is a perfect time to buy up more . . .” Julien lost his wording when he saw Lilly’s companion standing next to one of his business partners. The man was intoxicated by the lovely Creole girl dressed in a plain white dress.

“Julien, why didn’t you tell us that you kept such beauties to serve you in your home?” The man, Francisco Becerra, just so happened to be the appointed head of New Orleans law enforcement. He was admiring Hearon as she offered him a drink. In fact a few of his guests were political figures.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

A sexy vampire romance "Blood Thirst, an Eternal Romance" excerpt


Octavia, a human, appeared into this world with a mysterious past unknown to even her. Victor a cultured man of influential prestige was born a savage vampire. They should have never been but their attraction was so profound neither could deny their love.


“Tell me to stop and I will.” He came to stand in front of her after hearing no more words of resistance cross her lips.
In a split second, he wished he could sire her and take her for his own. He wanted to tell her everything. This world, his world, about vampires, but he could not.


Victor gripped her face within his palms. “I cannot let you go. I will not,” he exhaled, caressing her lips. “But if you want me to, I will leave you be. Forever…”


“This is madness…” Octavia gazed up at him speechless. She tried to resist him, but the words of refute would not flow.


“And I cannot breathe when you are not near. I cannot think when you are not by my side. The last few days have been murderous knowing that I could not have you” He kissed her, not allowing her to refuse him.


He would never let her go.



Excerpt

"Octavia felt a strong, electric surge; an intuition telling her to turn around. In the direct path of this gravitational pull stood the most striking creature she had ever laid eyes on. Like the seconds on a clock stopped, so did she, unable to turn away.


      There he stood, on the other side of the lobby, wearing a dark tailored suit and commanding the attention of six others. His skin was a light olive tone. He had a dark beard which caressed the lower portion of his face. It connected to a well-kept mustache and surrounded his soft, full pink lips; not too full, just enough to make a girl wonder what they tasted and felt like against her skin. Standing at least six feet, his hands were in his pockets as he spoke in a mild manner. Not that Octavia could hear him, but she imagined his voice, deep, yet somehow soothing.


     “My God, you are breathtaking.” Octavia’s chest rose and fell heavily as she whispered to herself. And as if he heard, the stranger had become aware of her presence right away. Octavia's breath rushed. She looked away for a split second, feeling herself blush, but glanced back, simply because she had to. The magnetism between the two made her. He, in all honesty, stole her breath away.


       She thought it was impossible that he could be any more alluring than what she’d already noted of him, but the impossible became real. He was magnificent. His features were so flawlessly sculptured that he almost didn’t appear to be a living, breathing man. What she absolutely loved was the white streak in the front of his dark hair. His eyes were majestic, set in the deepest shade of blue. Those two oceanic windows both warmed and chilled her core, as a keen sense of familiarity took hold. “You cannot be real,” she whispered.


      As his eyes continued to linger in her direction, his listeners waited for his attention. When it did not come in a timely fashion, the others turned to see what had caught his interest.

      The world be damned. Octavia and the alluring man continued to stare at each other. Neither said a word or moved towards each other, they were simply trapped in each other’s gazes. They forgot a world existed outside of them. To others, it would've appeared that Octavia was held spellbound and he was the spell caster, but somehow, he was caught up in his own enchantment.

       The magic broke when a woman stood in between their points of view and shook Octavia out of it. A fit of anger overcame Octavia when she fell back to Earth. It was such a rush that she had to catch the very breath he’d stolen." 

Monday, October 17, 2016

The Villain You Love to Hate! Carole Gill

My Favorite Character and the Villain You Love to Hate! His Debut and Free to Read!




Eco won best villain at Efestival of words 2013 and the book he appeared in, The House on Blackstone Moor won best horror. He is the chief protagonist of three books in The Blackstone Vampires series. The fourth book features his good friend, Dracula. He is my favorite character I have ever written about. This story that follows is his debut story! I hope you enjoy it!

The Legacy


A Florentine sky at dusk, streaked with orange fire and me, walking along the Ponte Vecchio feeling lonely and dejected. The city looked magnificent in the 
half light of fading day and approaching night, like a living thing ready for sleep, but perhaps not quite yet. The taverns were full—voices were raised in song 
and chatter and laughter too. I listened and sighed. It is difficult to be apart whenall around me I see life lived.

My existence and I are something else, something apart and yet connected. I have told you enough of my existence so far for you to know that absolute immortality does bring with it sad and often hopeless isolation. When you are fallen angel spawn and condemned to live forever, forever troubles more than it thrills I fear. This was how I felt in the spring of 1502 when I, merely out for an evening stroll, happened to see the most fascinating creature— rushing 
along as though her life depended upon it.

She carried herself with such grace and I found myself following, watching her great billowing gown glide smoothly over the cobblestones as if to bless them. Where would such a grand person rush to? I asked myself. I surmised she was probably late for an appointment. Ever more curious I continued my pursuit. 
Now I do wish to put your mind at ease. I had no wish to harm her in any way, nor did I intend to overpower her in order to drink her blood. Not that I haven’t fallen upon beautiful creatures before to partake of their offerings on occasion.

Blood was to me like a fine wine, sipped but not gulped—savored but never savagely slurped as the vampires drink it. Yes I know I look down upon them, 
but that is the way I am. Back to my story—so there I was wanting to see where she was going and to whom she rushed to see and–what the circumstances could possibly be and so forth. Though I hadn’t yet seen her full face, I could 
see enough to know she was beautiful with her intricately coiffured hair encased in the most delicate of jewelled nets–a beautiful but unnecessary adornment for this Queen of the Night.

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Black Speculative Fiction Month! $100 Gift Card and FREE books!




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October is Black Speculative Fiction. To celebrate, a few authors and I have gotten together to give away a $100 Amazon gift card and loads of Black Speculative Books! Scroll to the bottom of the page for your chance to win the gift card. For black spec fic fans who can’t wait to see what books they’ve won, 9 of the 18 books are available now for FREE!  Just select the book you’re interested in, and you’ll be taken to Instafreebie where you’ll receive your free books via email!
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Sunday, October 2, 2016

Blood Thirst; an Eternal Romance (Book 1) Excerpt



Octavia, a human, appeared into this world with a mysterious past unknown to even her. Victor a cultured man of influential prestige was born a savage vampire. They should have never been but their attraction was so profound neither could deny their love.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” He came to stand in front of her after hearing no more words of resistance cross her lips.
In a split second, he wished he could sire her and take her for his own. He wanted to tell her everything. This world, his world, about vampires, but he could not.

Victor gripped her face within his palms. “I cannot let you go. I will not,” he exhaled, caressing her lips. “But if you want me to, I will leave you be. Forever…”

“This is madness…” Octavia gazed up at him speechless. She tried to resist him, but the words of refute would not flow.

“And I cannot breathe when you are not near. I cannot think when you are not by my side. The last few days have been murderous knowing that I could not have you” He kissed her, not allowing her to refuse him.

He would never let her go.


Excerpt


She cared about nothing else, not even the castle, as his eyes devoured her. Surprising herself, she removed her red coat so he could see more of her. It may have been cool out, but being this close to him ignited something inside her. She turned away to take in the fresh air, hoping to lower her core temperature as her insides tingled with exhilaration. Without forethought, she glanced back at him seductively.

His eyes rolled over every inch of her curves, taking in the contour of her figure in her jeans and a black fitted sweater. If she didn’t know any better, she would swear that she could feel his hands rolling over every part of her, pressing up against her. She could only imagine what he was envisaging as his eyes appeared to make love to her. Her body reacted with a longing ache.

Her hands were eager to touch his, everything. She could hear Jared’s words of encouragement: “Take a chance.” But that was not her.

The stranger acknowledged her unspoken yearning with a raised brow. Fire shot through her. Her body reacted without her consent. As if drawn by invisible strings, she strolled over, reached up, pulled on his collar towards her and kissed him with fierce vigor. He lifted her up with ease, hugging her tiny waist, securing her with one hand while the other gripped her curls.