Bloody Line

Carolyn Haven

Bloody Line

An ancestor's bloody ending may be the answer to the continuation of his family line.  The fate of all he holds dear depends on the dearly departed.

By Bestselling Author Carolyn Haven

Note From the Author

Dear Readers,

Though previously published in “Gone with the Dead: An Anthology of Romance and Horror”, this incarnation has been revised, edited, and benefitted from the passage of time.  This means, as a writer, I have gained experience which earned improved skills that reflect in the revisions and additions.  This horrifying tale with swoon worthy love stories and a Happily Ever After for all will become a Spooky Time favorite.  It’s perfect for campfires and cocoa.

Spooky Reading and Haunting Fondness,

Carolyn Haven

Bloody Line by Carolyn Haven now available most anywhere eBooks are sold.  This one is a perfect Campfire and Cocoa story.

Spooky Reading Best with Campfires and Cocoa

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Santa is Real

Dear Readers and Papa Fans,

Papa the gremlin wanted me to sit with him outside so we could wait for Santa with a plate of goodies.  We discussed for a little while about whether Santa is real or not.

I think I spoiled his night when I told him no.  He got mad at me and went to bed early.  The discussions I have with the demented gremlin are surreal.

Happy Reading and Happy Holidays,
Carolyn Haven

Demented Words of Wisdom

Dear Papa the Gremlin Enthusiasts,

We were slowing at a stale yellow light.  A commercial van breezed by us, flying right through the red light.  Papa said, "Guess he has faith in God.". Had to share.
#papathegremlin

Happy Reading,

Carolyn Haven

Life with Papa the Gremlin

Dear Papa Pals,

Just a little while ago, I was assisting my father-in-law into the truck.  (The truck has a step and is easier for him to step into than squat to get in the car.). Papa reached behind him, grabbed his 'ass', and then told it, "Ass, get in the truck."

I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing as he stood there squeezing his butt through his jeans and fancy pants, our phrase for adult diapers, waiting on his butt to put him in the truck.  I choked on my mirth when I realized he forgot how to get in the truck and really expected his butt to get him in the truck.

I swallowed hard, and gave him step by step instructions on how to get in the truck.  To lighten the mood and get the lost look off his face, I said, "You need your legs to get in the truck, so next time, tell your legs to move your ass."

The lost look fell off his face as he let out a guffaw.

About fifteen miles down the road, he guffawed again.  When I looked at him, he said, "I have to tell my legs to move my ass."

We laughed, then.  What else could we do?  Live well and enjoy those little moments.

Move Your Ass,

Carolyn Haven

Life with Papa the Gremlin

Dear Papa Pals,

Papa goes to the mailbox at least once a day.  Today, he came back from getting the mail all excited with a devious grin. I knew something was up.  "The boy took your truck!"  Insert cartoon villain laugh here.  "Did he ask you, did he?" 
"Yes, papa, he asked."
"Oh damn!"
"What, Papa?"
"I wanted somebody else to be in trouble besides me all the time."
"Papa, that's not nice and you deserve it when you get in trouble."
"Yep, at least you don't know what I did yesterday."

I didn't ask.  I don't think I wanna know.  I hope y'all get a giggle out of this.

Live Well,

Carolyn Haven