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    Gore Orphenage Road
    Gore Orphenage Road
    Gore Orphenage Road
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    Gore Orphenage Road

    By Lynn Hones

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    Alexis Duncan and her family move into a home once owned by an evil tyrant, and are blissfully unaware of the horrors that await them. Strange apparitions, orbs floating in the woods outside their windows, and frightening specters in their bedrooms are only the beginning. Alexis alienates her hardcore boyfriend, Joe, and his cronies, after meeting a young man named Reed who understands the manifestation of ghostly occurrences. He sets out to save her from them and also from an insanely jealous Joe. He'll kill to save her, even if it means losing Alexis in process.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereXtasy Books Inc
    Release dateFeb 7, 2012
    ISBN9781554878321
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      Gore Orphenage Road - Lynn Hones

      Alexis Duncan and her family move into a home once owned by an evil tyrant, and are blissfully unaware of the horrors that await them. Strange apparitions, orbs floating in the woods outside their windows, and frightening specters in their bedrooms are only the beginning.

      Alexis alienates her hardcore boyfriend, Joe, and his cronies, after meeting a young man named Reed who understands the manifestation of ghostly occurrences. He sets out to save her from them and also from an insanely jealous Joe. He’ll kill to save her, even if it means losing Alexis in process.

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      Please purchase only authorized electronic editions, and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted materials. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      Gore Orphanage Road

      Copyright © 2011 Lynn Hones

      ISBN: 978-1-55487-832-1

      Cover art by Angela Waters

      All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the publisher.

      Published by Devine Destinies

      An imprint of eXtasy Books

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      Smashwords Edition

      Gore Orphanage Road

      By

      Lynn Hones

      Dedication

      To the gang in Vermilion.

      Prologue

      The story I’m about to tell is hard to believe, but God as my witness, it’s as true as the day is long. I remind myself of that fact every time I recall the events that changed my life and the life of my family—forever.

      It’s only been a year since we moved into the dream house, and I’m trying to make sense out of…out of what?

      Damned if I know.

      The memories seem to be dimming. They’re not as bright, not as vivid and my broken heart is healing.

      Life has a tendency to beat the crap out of you. Then you sit back, and like hearing an ice cream truck at midnight, shake your head and say, what the hell?

      The jail food’s not so bad anymore. I guess I’m used to it. Believe it or not, the dry bread with the fake turkey slice and beige congealed gravy is my fave.

      My trial starts in a couple of days, my stomach hurts and I want my mom.

      Chapter One

      It’s beautiful, Kate. You’ll love it. It’s exactly what we’ve been looking for. Dad turned to face Mom, his gaze intent, yet sweet.

      I don’t know. Mom’s head swiveled as we passed quickly by the scenic countryside. It’s so—far off the beaten track. Plus, these roads aren’t even paved. It’s hell getting around in rain like today. And—cripes, Lexie’s getting her license soon. I don’t want her…

      Give it a chance, Dad interrupted. You’ll love it.

      I woke with a low-grade fever that fateful weekday morning, popped a few Ibuprofen and was good to go, but Mom felt it best I stay home from school.

      The road rose and fell, turned and straightened, like a salsa dancer on speed and my achy head recoiled at the over-stimulation. Not only that, but Dad insisted the radio be tuned to 105 Jive, music from the sixties, seventies and eighties. For the love of all that is holy, why didn’t I just go to school?

      After a few more minutes, Mom gazed at Dad and shot him an obviously forced, I told you so smile. Okay, bucko. I’m done. She turned and met my eyes, which I had opened from my fake sleep while kicking myself for thinking I stashed my iPod in my backpack, when it was on my nightstand.

      It’s too far away and you kids need to get to… She didn’t finish her sentence due to Dad’s excited yell.

      Thar she blows. He hit the brakes and we slowed in front of a dilapidated house. We, the none-to-willing occupants of the car, were silent for a moment. As if reading my mom’s mind, Dad reached over and squeezed her shoulder for assurance. Please, keep an open mind, okay?

      Okay, Captain Ahab. I’ll give it a go.

      My gaze traveled over the caved-in roof and broken windows of what used to be a stately residence but now resembled a backdrop for a 1950’s B horror film. I opened the backdoor and stretched my aching leg out.

      Ousted from the car, my mother swept her arms in exaggerated effort and for the first time I noticed her wearing my A & B sweatshirt.

      Dan, I’m easygoing, she whined, but when I said I wanted a century home…and wouldn’t mind a fixer upper, I didn’t mean this.

      Mom, jeesh, please. I stared her down, like Clint Eastwood in a Spaghetti Western. You didn’t put that stink-ass perfume on, did you? You’re wearing my sweatshirt again. What part of, leave my clothes alone, do you not understand?

      Can you shut it for once, Alexis? I paid for it, she announced with that annoying parental authority.

      Mom, have you glanced into a mirror lately? You’re fifty. Do you honestly think wearing Converse and my sweatshirts makes you look…like young?

      Knock it off. Dad threw me one of his, quit being a spoiled brat, looks and turned towards the pile of rubble he called a house. He then spoke more to himself than to us. It reeks of charm. His gaze fixed on the derelict domicile as a thousand mile stare clouded over his eyes. I knew then he was lost to it.

      There was no turning back. He was in love. No amount of reason would convince him that this house, this pile of rotten wood, was a wanton woman. One who would use all her guiles to woo him away from one thing, and one thing only—his money. And, being a teenage daughter, I wasn’t excited sharing that aspect of my dad readily. I had my eye on a red convertible and already started the barrage of begging needed to acquire it. I didn’t appreciate the competition.

      Dan, Mom said hopelessly. He started up the drive and obviously didn’t hear her. The first mean winds of an Ohio March blew my long brown hair into my face and I wrapped my pea coat tighter around myself.

      The door opened with a squeak and the smell of decay hit like a blast furnace. Wordlessly, we walked into the wide-open foyer and I had to admit it did encompass a certain ambiance.

      Wow, Mom said quietly, look at the size of this room. These ceilings have to be ten, twelve feet high. She bit at her inside cheek. A habit I’d unfortunately inherited from her.

      It’s got ya, huh…huh? Dad poked Mom in the side with his index finger and she pushed him away laughing.

      You’re a jerk, she said with a giggle.

      The playfulness bordered on weird parental contact and I wanted removed from their nauseating mischievousness.

      "Kate, they’re practically giving this place away. We’ll never find something with this much land. All the rooms are like this and the upstairs is more

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