Winter Wrath (eBook)

Blue Heart Troll

M R Thoreson (Autor)

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2025 | 1. Auflage
224 Seiten
Bookbaby (Verlag)
9798350986440 (ISBN)

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Carol leaves her husband to move to Waco with her mom. She brings 3 kids with her. Her husband, Al, refuses to give her the keys to her car. She gets an apartment on the 3rd floor but the guy below sends up filthy dream images. Then, he'll ram the ceiling, to wake her, sometimes all night long. He does it when she starts to doze off. She begs the landlord, Lester, to let her out of the lease but he thinks she needs to go on meds. They fight about this until the native girl in the basement gets kidnapped. She'd already gone thru one over night with Carol's high school ex. He locked the girl in his cabin for sexual favors. Now the guy downstairs has her. John, who works for Lester the landlord, wants to find the girl and eventually he does. But not before the girl, a virgin, is defiled. John works with the cops to get first lick at the mentally ill Autistic Troll who knows how to get women hot without their knowledge for ceiling sex. There's no stopping him for what he wants. He's a psychopath with no feelings.

M R Thoreson has a degree in Human Services. As a professional caregiver, she's taken years of classes regarding the special needs of young and old, (especially autism), elderly, dementia, or psychologically ill adults. She's kept journals for many years that give her the right to call herself a professional dream seer and Autism Specialist. Now, she has learned the symptoms of Autistic Trolls because she has endured the same rituals over and over with the same type of men. They have autism with a brain that induces powers no one understands, or is aware of. They learn to use these powers to brainwash or inflict pain. They believe torture will bring a woman forward to submit to their sexual advances. The last Autistic Troll experience took out the author's windshield because she wouldn't play his mental and sexual games. Autistic Trolls don't belong in families. The wife becomes a slave and he'll use terrorist tactics to keep her in line because he can read her mind and send messages to her with brainwashing tactics that are useful in war. Because these men cannot feel empathy, they feel it's okay to use torture until the woman must move out regardless of the cost.

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Carol was happy with her husband who grew marijuana in the basement. But it got so he wouldn't work as an ironworker, because when it got cold, he'd just say he couldn't get work to go back on welfare. For a family of five, there was plenty. Carol worked at a newspaper but that ended because he thought she was cheating. He was getting brutal so she left to go to Waco where her mom and wonderful native husband lived. He loaned Carol a car and she went to work for Lester, her new landlord. But Carol was going thru hell as the guy downstairs wouldn't leave her alone. He felt she should contribute to his longing for mental sex. She refused. This causes him to get worse and he'd make sure to wake her in the morning, and he'd send filthy sexual flash dreams to get her hot. (He finally kidnaps a native girl in the basement. He thinks they'll marry.) One night Claine, the guy downstairs, set a radio down below her where now she has to sleep in the dining room. Then, he tapped while he did his business. When he was done, he turned off the radio and rammed the ceiling to let Carol know they just had sex. He sees the girl in the basement is seeing Al, Carol's ex, so he gets jealous. There is a restraining order against Al so he sneaks over in the dark. Claine makes a plan to steal Al's girlfriend to force her to stay with him in his father's RV trailer, 35 miles north, at a recreational park. John, the guy who works for Lester the Landlord, is the younger brother of Carol's high school sweetheart, who dumped her because she got pregnant after one sex session. The brothers have nothing in common. John is decent and cares about Kimmie, the girl that got kidnapped. He makes it his job to find her just so he can beat the guy up and free the girl. He gets the cops on his side to help. They want in on it as there are no clues. Meanwhile, Al tries to kill Carol's landlord, Lester, and Carol helps him recover from being rammed in his Lincoln to total it against a brick wall. Lester and Carol become close but she makes it a point, she won't get involved unless her divorce to Al goes through. (Throughout the story, there are dreams that contribute to the plot.) (There is also information on how native women are still being abused. And there is a description of how Autistic Trolls treat women, and the symptoms and actions they all have in common. They have one object in mind. They must feed their penis, no matter what. If beating a woman is necessary, they'll do it.) And yes, Carol was beat in a dream. It was so real, she could feel the punches right through the dream.

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Al started junk hauling with his old gray Ford F-1 truck. A guy named Lester, from Waco, called about his hauling ad. Carol has been working parttime, typing for a small tabloid, so she gets free ads. So, Lester hires Al to haul some rugs to his big house in Waco. Since Al lives in Temple, it would be handy for him to pick up the rugs, since Lester purchased them in a Temple antique store. So, the night Al transported the rugs to come home late, Lester’s friend, an apartment manager named Clarene, whipped up snacks for the men, sandwiches and drinks. (She’s been a business associate of Lester’s for years.) They sat together in Lester’s three-bedroom main floor unit of his historic four-story apartment house. (Clarene now lives in the penthouse of the apartment house. She’s twenty years older than Lester.)

Soon, Lester will move into the big house, which now sits empty. He isn’t done with getting it cleaned, and he needs to get the rugs. Lester owns rentals and has a real estate license. To get that license, he completed one-hundred-eighty hours of college-level real estate courses. It was made up of thirty-hour courses approved by the Texas Real Estate Commission, (TREC.) Apparently, Lester buys rentals, but he isn’t looking for any now. He works with rentals parttime, while employees live on site to run his apartment houses. Lester also works for a commercial real estate brokerage which helps clients buy, sell, or lease commercial office and retail space. He claims to be good at matching up clients with properties.

Clarene had lived in the big house Lester is taking over. She’s been helping him with rentals and paperwork. But Lester got tired of running the show and taking care of the apartment house renters. So, he’s just now taking the big house to live in. When he bought the apartment house thirty years ago, he’d started out by living in the beautiful large main floor apartment. But now, he wants to be done with it, especially since the old man, Reggie, burned up in the basement.

Reggie had been Lester’s renter for years. But he liked to drink. So, one night, Reggie didn’t tend his small oil stove, in the basement studio apartment, and the stove blew up in flames. Well, the old man had passed out, and the smoke did him in. Clarene didn’t catch it in time. She drinks in the evening, too, so she could’ve been passed out herself. She owns a dry-cleaning business so she stays busy. Still, it’s a good deal for her to live in the penthouse because she’ll get free rent.

The apartment house has a lovely black winding metal stairwell in back, that goes to the ground from Clarene’s fourth-floor apartment, in case of fire. So, when she moved, her friend who’d moved a baby grand into the big house, had to get out. (Eventually, Carol will dream about this baby grand piano.)

But getting back to Carol, how did she get here? Al hid her car keys so she couldn’t use the car. He was punishing her for getting into a wreck. Someone hit her right front fender on her brown station wagon, and Al said it was her fault. Then, when the $800 insurance check came, he took it right out of her hands. (It was amazing how he thought the new fender was brown when it’s green. That’s how Carol found out he was color blind.)Then, Al got mad over some trivial thing and smashed her new guitar to pieces. He hid the cruel trick by picking it all up, to neatly put it into his gray Ford F-100 truck, to haul it to the dump. Later, he took the cigarette lighter Carol’s dad gave her, to smash to bits on the sidewalk. Plus, he ran out of money the end of the month, so he hocked her portable typewriter her dad gave her. She didn’t realize it was gone for weeks. It was a nifty snatch that broke her heart. So, when they went to bed, one night, and he accosted her for sex and she told him no, that was the end.

She told him, “I can’t. I have my monthly.”

But he insisted, “We can use a towel. You’ve done that before.”

“I don’t want to,” and she got up. But he ran out to catch her in the living room. He slammed her against the wall until she started to cry. Then, he went back to bed and she slept on the couch.

The next day, Carol just up and ran out the door because she’d had enough. Why didn’t the state require men to look for work? Because there was plenty of money a man could delve into, while the kids get little as possible. In fact, if the kids got a birthday card with a fiver in it, from Carol’s mother, Al would take it. And the oldest girl, Mela, Carol’s daughter by a high school sweetheart, how did she get cigarette burns on her hands? Carol wouldn’t know about it until later. Abusers brainwash their victims not to tell. If the victim tells, they get it worse. Al found a reason to hit the girl every day. Carol would scream at him to leave the girl alone. But it’s over now. She’s not thinking of it anymore.

That day, Carol grabbed her twelve-year-old daughter, Mela, her ten-year-old daughter Shelby, and nine-year old boy Flynn Michael, to take cab 34 downtown to the bus depot. She’ll stay at her mother’s until she can get a place. It’s about fifty dollars take the bus to Waco, a forty-eight-minute ride, and thirty-two miles to get to the Rosenthal Parkway. Then, it’s an eight-mile stretch on US-77 N, to get to Robinson Drive where Carol’s mother Maria lives. Carol called her while Al ran to the store, at 11 am, to buy his daily twelve-pack. While he did that, she packed a couple of suitcases to put behind the garage. That way, she’d be ready to meet cab 34 at the agreed time, to go downtown to the Greyhound Bus station. She was quitting Al. He’s just a wanker who only cares about himself.

Carol and Al were married nine and half years before she walked out. They’d purchased a house on the north side of Temple after several years, for $125,000. It was a good price, one they could afford for a three-bedroom. The house was over fourteen-hundred-square-feet on half an acre. But it was old, built in 1901. Still, extensive updates had been done. Most of the main level floors had beautiful hardwoods, waxed to a lovely dark maple shine. The bedroom on the main floor had two large coupled style windows, called 2,6,2 over London sashes. The rest of the windows on the main were marginal border sash with stained glass in the corners. Two smaller bedrooms upstairs had newer aluminum casement windows and older five-panel doors. There were original built-in drawers in the bedrooms and a three-drawer built-in in the bathroom. Plus, the half basement housed a hot water heater, washer, dryer, and furnace. (Course, the hot water heater is in its own little room, Al’s plant room.) An old two-car garage sat in the back stretch, with original wood garage doors, and a dirt driveway. Carol planted a garden every year, as soon as spring opened.

She’s half Native American Indian, having lived in Temple, TX most of her teenage life. Her mother, Maria, met Carol’s father to fall in love with him after she’d turned eighteen. She didn’t really know him. Loren Jones is a tall man, half Native, who’d gradually worked his way into heavy drinking. His Norwegian father left the family, so he grew up very poor. He was young during the depression when he started stealing food for his mother. He’d bring home things like corn on the cob, lettuce right out of the garden, chickens, turkeys, and firewood. He tried to get into the service when he graduated, but they wouldn’t take him as he had cancer removed from his lip. So, he resorted to becoming a handyman, good at getting paint jobs. Course, he’d also worked for a plumber awhile, giving him a heads up in that profession. He drank in the bars on his off time. Maria would join him, occasionally, for live music and dancing.

But by the time Loren was thirty, he’d gotten into drugs. Eventually, he went to jail for possession of marijuana, (which weighed between four ounces to five pounds.) He was lucky he wasn’t caught selling or it would’ve been a Texas felony, with a mandatory sentence of one hundred-eighty-days to a maximum of two years. He also had to pay a fine, close to ten thousand dollars. Because Loren got a first-time assault charge the year prior, (Class A misdemeanor causing physical harm or offensive contact), he got prison time, (less than a year), with a $4,000 fine. That’s why he had to serve the whole two years for the marijuana charge. It’s worse with a previous record, and Texas was the first state to enact the three strikes law in 1974.

During Loren’s prison stay, Maria lived in a small house in Kerrville, Texas, the Edwards Plateau region of the Texas Hill Country. She loved the springs, stony hills, and canyons. Wildlife included ocelots, tortoise, jackrabbits, javelinas, horned lizards, and green jays. Loren had no trouble getting work in Fredericksburg, Boerne, and Kerrville. Loren is from Texas west, northwest of San Antonio. There’s a lot of work in San Antonio, with a population of over a million, while Kerrville is small, cozied on the banks of the Guadalupe River. Kerrville is the capital of the Texas Hill country with about twenty thousand people. The western Texas area has low limestone-layered hills at the northeast tip of the hill country. Rare plants and animals are found near Kerrville, not to be found anywhere else on the planet.

Carol’s mother decided to get a divorce. She relocated to Temple, TX, so Loren wouldn’t find her when he got out of prison. This is where Carol met Al, when she was seventeen. Al would drive over from Dallas to visit a friend, and he met Carol while bowling. Al kept in touch with her, so eventually he moved to Temple. When she turned...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 7.3.2025
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Krimi / Thriller / Horror
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Lyrik / Dramatik ► Dramatik / Theater
• ISBN-13: 9798350986440 / 9798350986440