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November 30, 2020
A Bewitching Monday
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Black Oak: The Loveless Chronicles Chapter 1 by Titus Murphy
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Black Oak : The Loveless Chronicles Chapter 1 by Titus Murphy
Black Oak The Loveless Chronicles Chapter 1 Titus Murphy Genre: Horror, FantasyPublication Date: October 31, 2020Publisher: Cosby Media Production ASIN: B08KRQDCGY
WELCOME TO BLACK OAK!
In the town of Black Oak, nothing is ever what it seems. Besides the wrangling local country-types, the city is marred by a history of indiscretions, murders, and no-named civilians perpetrating as heroes. But beneath the surface of this "run of the mill," Midwestern locale lurks a pervasive past that is about to come full circle: like a blazing blood moon.
Mark is an unassuming trucker who has fallen for a beautiful clerk working at a “Mom & Pop” store named Sharon, and nothing else in the world matters more than stealing her heart. But after making a run into the Bayou to deliver a package, destiny steps in and serves him a plate of "the unexpected," which sparks the flames of wickedness that will set his hometown ablaze. And as the secrets buried in this town begin to unearth, the truth will fan those burning flames until there is nothing left but ashes and chaos.
In the end, the only mystery left to solve will be if this is isolated to one town or involve the fate of the entire world...
FOREWORD REVIEW: "...full of interesting characters who hold attention...the secrets of their home are a binding force that brings the tale together."
CLARION RATING: 4/5 "In the fantasy novel Black Oak, citizens across two ears reckon with strange creatures among them."
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“I don’t mean to sound pushy,” Beth started, “but earlier you said that I’m a Dreamer. Tell me more about what that is.”
Zack turned away from Frank, walked over to Beth, and took a seat back at the table next to her. “I’m going to give you the short version,” said Zack, “only because I need to get to the real reason for our visit.”
“Of course,” said Beth.
“So straight to the point, you are a Dreamer, as I said before,” Zack said. “That makes you part witch and part psychic but with an added benefit of being more powerful than both. The main difference between you and normal witches is that you can see into the future without using magic because your psychic side empowers you to do so naturally. And you don’t even need to train this skill. Where other witches fail, you succeed because they don’t have the natural psychic ability you do. They have to use magic to see into the future.”
Beth gawked in amazement at Zack’s words. “So how far into the future can I see?” asked Beth.
Zack shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t know. But what I do know is that the answers you seek can only be found in the grimoire. The grimoire is the most powerful spell book among witches and warlocks. Every spell from growing flowers in your garden to conjuring up lightning is recorded in that book. Every name of every witch and warlock, whether good or bad, down to every war, including the Great War of 1782 is recorded in that book. You can even find spells on how to create magical objects like amulets and talismans.”
“And even the mystical arts of performing magical charms and divination, on summoning or invoking supernatural entities, is also a part of that book,” Zoë chimed.
“Do you know how many supernatural beings would love to get their hands on that book?” Zack added.
“Where is the book now?” asked Beth.
“Long gone,” Zack said. “It was given to a very powerful witch like yourself to keep safe. She also was a dreamer, the first of your kind, and the only one until now. You are the second, my sister, in our 250 years of traveling on this earth.”
“Only the second?” said Frank.
“Yes, only the second, and we’ve been everywhere in this world, so that should tell you something. Your wife’s kind is rare.”
“Well, the question here for you to answer now is, who and where is the first?” asked Beth.
“Her name was Tiara. And she died along time ago,” replied Zack somberly.
“I’m sorry to hear that. Did you know her? I mean were you close with her?” asked Beth.
“Yes…very. She was the one who taught Zoë and me how to use our powers,” said Zack. His eyes beat over to Zoë. “She protected us during and after the Great War. If it wasn’t for her, we would’ve been dead long ago.”
“God, I miss her,” said Zoë, finally speaking up.
“Well, now that you know everything there is to know, keep this in mind. Power is innocent. The one who wields it…” said Zack with a brief pause. He pointed directly at Beth. “Well, that is what taints it. He or she must decide to use it for good or evil. That choice makes a difference.”
“Just remember who you are,” said Zoë, cutting in.
“I will,” said Beth.
“Good, now let’s get to the real reason why we’re here,” said Zack. “After the great battle back in 1782, Jackals and witches all went their separate ways as the town was no longer viable. The fallout of the fight was tremendous; houses were burned to the ground. Bodies were everywhere, and the land was saturated in blood and rotten flesh. The stench was unbearable. It was all a complete mess. So some witches migrated to the east while others went north. Zoë, Tiara, and I headed west. After settling down for a few months, we split up again and went our separate ways. Tiara told us she was going on a journey to find someone very important and that she would be back in approximately one year.”
“If you don’t mind me asking,” said Beth, “why didn’t you two go with her?”
“We wanted to, but she forbade it. She insisted that we remain behind and give aid to any stragglers that needed assistance,” said Zoë.
“Yes, she did,” said Zack as he nodded in agreement. “There is not a day that goes by that I don’t live with the regret of my decision that day.”
“So what happened to Tiara?” asked Frank.
“We never saw her again,” said Zack, his voice raspy and soft. “But anyway, after 30 years away from Black Oak, we had grown very powerful, teaching ourselves the ways of mysticism and sorcery. And then one day in the fall of 1812, Zoë and I felt something: a surge of power we’d not yet experienced before. Not since the Great War. It was all in the air, calling out to us. So we packed our things and followed the surge to its source until it led us back here to our original home of Black Oak.” Zack took a moment to smile as Zoë placed a gentle hand over his. “I could see the town in the distance and, as Zoë and I approached, we started preparing ourselves for a fight because we didn’t know who or what was living there. But the closer we got, our minds began to calm. The visions before us were heartwarming. People were everywhere. Families and friends were bustling about. The town was good as new. It was like nothing ever happened and the magic we felt there was good and pure and untouched by evil.”
“You could sense it,” said Zoë.
“And now it’s happening again, but only this time, the magic feels different. It’s evil for sure, I know it,” said Zack.
“How can you tell?” asked Beth.
“Answer one question for me,” said Zack, staring intently at Beth.
“Okay,” she replied.
“What did you sense from my sister and me when you first opened your door?” asked Zack.
“Good. I felt good in both of you,” said Beth. “Nothing bad…not even a little bit.”
“And I too felt the same thing when I saw you. And I’m not talking only about tonight,” said Zack. “But what I feel in this town now is wicked. Mark my words. Something is coming. What’s more, is that something is already here. And that should be impossible. Do you know why?” asked Zack as he stared at both Frank and Beth for an answer.
They were both speechless, but Beth took a stab at it anyway. “There’s some special magic protecting us?”
“Yes. A force field—placed over this town hundreds of years ago by the witches, that was supposed to stop dangerous beasts or any other supernatural creatures from passing through,” said Zoë.
“But I’m afraid the force field failed against whatever forced its way in. Now Zoë and I need to find out who or what it is before someone gets hurt or maybe worse…killed.”
“Killed?” Beth inquired.
“Yes. On the way over here, we came across a sea of dead bodies in the woods. Most likely campers who were mauled to death, and it looked like the work of Riffs,” said Zoë nonchalantly.
About the Author:Titus Murphy was born and raised on the streets of New Orleans, Louisiana. From a small child, there was an overarching desire for Titus to do one thing: win. His drive and determination drove him to succeed. Armed with a strong mind, a quick wit, and a sharp tongue, he set out to emblaze his mark on everyone he would encounter. Unknown to him were the overwhelming obstacles and seemingly insurmountable tragedy he would have to endure. From this devastation came a resolve fueled by an uncompromising commitment that resonates through every aspect of his life. Forced from the city he knew and loved, Titus relocated to Atlanta, Georgia. It was there his desire and commitment came together resolutely to birth a dream that had long been held in his heart. Oblivious to detraction, and beyond all doubt, Titus would become an author. From the streets of New Orleans that marked his life, to the ink-graced pages upon which he now pours his soul, Titus Murphy has come to show the world that he is truly…something more.
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November 27, 2020
Character Interview - The Journeys of a Different Necromancer by James J Crofoot
Kent-Hello, this is Kent Alderridge with Interview a Book Character on wxyz radio.
Today we have a special guest from the hit book, The Journeys of a Different Necromancer. Live with us today is one of the main characters, will you introduce yourself?
Christina-Hello, my name is Christina. I’m the backbone of the book.
Kent-I’m sure this book is fantastic. What is your role in the book, The Journeys of a Different Necromancer?
Christina-Like I said, I’m the backbone and I’m also the love interest. Things that this Thomas, Student of Xavier never learned in his studies.
Kent-I see. You say he has no backbone, but he did take out a kingdom before he met you.
Christina-And then he tortured himself endlessly about it. Some people deserve to die, he just doesn’t get that.
Kent-And he did save you once from the brigands.
Christina-Ah he was slowing me down. And then he tortured himself over the way he saved that merchant's daughter just because she said she could never look at him the same. Bullcrap is what I call it. He keeps coming up with reasons to call himself and his magic evil and immoral.
Kent-So, do you think he does more good than evil with his magic?
Christina-There’s not an evil bone in Thomas’s body. He saves people.
Kent-I see, well one more question my listeners are dying to know, what about that dagger on your hip? Where did you get that from?
Christina-I got it from my father, and he did teach me how to use it. It is special to me because it’s the only thing of him I have left.
Kent-Have you ever used it before you met Thomas.
Christina-That’s a stupid question. I didn’t exist before James J Crofoot wrote me into Thomas’s life. Want me to use it on you for asking that question?
Kent-And that’s all for today folks. Tune in next time when we have another special surprise for you.
Christina-Do you do you want me to use it on you?
Kent-Cut to break! Cut to break!
Christina-Say the name again.
The Journeys of a Different NecromancerThe Locked Door SeriesBook OneJames J Crofoot
Genre: Young Adult FantasyDate of Publication: August 2, 2020ASIN: B08FCKJK5DNumber of pages: 100Word Count: 20k
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Thomas wanted to learn to read and write things only Xavier the Necromancer could teach. But Thomas learned much more. He learned to raise the dead. Then, with his knowledge, he set out for the distant sea.
Along the way, he made an army, encountered a dragon, and fought thieves by the score. But, could he continue to use the knowledge Xavier gave? Could he hold to his teacher's views that all people were self-centered, greedy, and jealous of him for being so much better?
Could he return to the obsidian tower to live a life where the world was locked out, where his teacher had kept all life away to simply be left alone? Where no one ridiculed and beat him for being different? Could he return to a life where only the undead, his risen, kept him company?
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“I was with Xavier,” Thomas replied. With head bowed, he stared at his stew, sensing he would not be allowed to eat.
“Who?” His mother’s voice. Her angry, high-pitched voice.
Thomas looked up at his father to see a pipe halfway to a gaping mouth. “Xavier, you know, he lives in the tower. He wants to teach me to read and write. He wants me to be his apprentice.”
His mother sat down and stared at him.
“He’s got lots of books, scores of them. He showed me a book with lots of animals in it.”
His da sat back in his chair, silent. His mum folded her hands in her lap, also silent.
“Think of it,” Thomas continued excitedly. “Think of the things I could do if I could read. I could go and work for the prince in Targon, I could see the whole kingdom.”
“Go to bed, Thomas,” Da said.
The boy gazed down at his untouched food. It smelled good and looked even better, but his father had spoken. Thomas got up and climbed the ladder to his loft. Deep into the night, even after his parents stopped their whispered arguing, he lay in bed thinking of the map Xavier had shown him of the kingdom. He would find a way. He would be…what word had Xavier used? Necromancer. He would be a necromancer and he would see the whole kingdom.
* * * *
In the morning, Thomas awoke to the smell of porridge. Having had no dinner the night before, he hurried down the ladder. There he found his da already eating. His mum ladled his share into a bowl and then got some for herself.
“We’ve decided you may learn to read and write. None of that dark stuff, though. You hear? No digging up of graves,” his da said. “We want more for your life, Thomas. Now then, what does this friend of yours want in return? We can’t afford to pay anything. I suppose he mentioned a price.”
Thomas looked at his mum as she sat down. She folded her hands in her lap and remained quiet.
“He said it would cost nothing. He just wants someone to teach. Xavier said he’s getting old and just wants someone to pass on some of ’is…” Thomas paused trying to remember the word. “…knowledge.”
Da wiped his mouth with his sleeve. “Then we’ll give it a try. Only til ’arvest, though. You’ll be needed in the fields then. Anything after that and we’ll see.”
A month and a half, Thomas thought excitedly. I have a month and a half!
“No good will come of this,” his mum remarked. “Mark my words, that man never did any good for anyone.”
Thomas finished his breakfast in a gulp and got up to run from the house. He stopped just outside the door to pick up his favorite stick and heard his da say, “I want better for him, Sonya. This life is no life for my son. He’s smarter than this.”
* * * *
A month passed and Thomas studied. He studied geography; the world turned out to be a lot bigger than he imagined. He learned arithmetic, how to count to a thousand. Then moved on to reading and writing, eight to nine hours a day he went through the books and scrolls. On the second and third floors of the tower stood skeletons of various animals, there he learned science, anatomy, and biology.
The fourth floor, however, Xavier said he needed to learn a good deal more before being ready for that.
“The villagers are shunning me,” he said to Xavier one day after learning the word. “They whisper about me whenever I pass. Even my friends. Yesterday I waved to them and started walking, to tell them what I was learning, and they turned their backs and ran away.”
Xavier looked up from the book he held. “People, for the most part, are very small-minded. They shun what they do not understand or things that are different.”
“Was that the way it was with you when you first started studying to be a necromancer?”
“People always thought me to be a little different. Look, Thomas, you will see more, you will do more, than they can imagine in their empty heads. You will learn to create life from death.”
Thomas thought about these words for some time. He wanted to do more than just plant and harvest. He wanted to travel this world, especially the sea to the west, to see more than just this tiny village too small for a name. He decided he liked being different. He was already learning more than they ever would. Did not that make him better?
About the Author:
James J Crofoot started working at 11 years old and never stopped. He’s been a sailor in the U.S. Navy, worked in video tape production, made money investing in stocks, and traveled throughout the US as a truck driver and an army brat. He’s been to all four corners of the US and to the top of every major mountain range in the United States.
Through it all, writing has been his first love, companion, and constant friend. He has so many stories to tell, he plans to spend the rest of his life writing.
Born in Germany he currently resides in the "Great Mitten" that is Michigan. He resides with his insane family consisting of his sister, two spoiled but loving nieces, a brother in law, and two dogs.
He hopes you’ll enjoy his books while sipping tea, coffee, or cocoa on a rainy day.
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November 25, 2020
A Bewitching Wednesday
INTERVIEW WITH TITUS MURPHY (BLACK OAK-THE LOVELESS CHRONICLES) #bewitchingbooktours https://supernaturalcentral.blogspot....
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November 24, 2020
A Bewitching Tuesday
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Review - Grave War by Kalayna Price
Grave War by Kalayna PriceMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
Sad to see this series end. It has been one of my favorites.
The book opens with Alex having taken over as the lead investigator for the Fae Investigation Bureau after Falin ascended to the throne of Winter Court as the new King. Her first day on the job all hell breaks loose and she's thrust into chaos. Things go from bad to worse with the fate of Faerie in Alex's hands. Can she come up with a solution before magic disappears from the mortal world and all the Fae fade?
Grave War tied up many loose ends and answered many questions that had been left hanging throughout the series. However, I felt the story was rushed and left out many favorite characters that had played key roles throughout the series. Most major characters only got a quick mention, including Death. Having played such a major role in the earlier books I had hoped to see more of him, even if they did "officially" break up.
In the end, I was both surprised by a few revelations and satisfied by the happy ending. There's plenty of room for more stories in the future if Price ever decides to resurrect the series.
I received this book for review from the publisher via Netgalley.
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November 23, 2020
A Bewitching Monday
INTERVIEW WITH JADE ROYAL (The Reaper Collection) #bewitchingbooktours
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INTERVIEW WITH ELEXIS BELL (A Heart of Salt and Silver) #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/t7eD50Cs3aE
The House of the Wolf The Werewolves of Quebec Book One by Alison Baird - Paranormal, Werewolf - The wolf within is the greatest danger of all. #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/ObDd50Cs3sf
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November 20, 2020
A Bewitching Friday
INTERVIEW - HORROR FANTASY - BLACK OAK (Loveless Chronicles, #1) by Titus Murphy #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/LEHw50Cq5Rn
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INTERVIEW WITH ALISON BAIRD (THE HOUSE OF THE WOLF) #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/GNvE50Cq5Tv
Spotlight: The Reaper Collection, by Jade Royal #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/hB8L50Cq5Y4
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November 19, 2020
A Bewitching Thursday
The House of the Wolf by Alison Baird - Book Tour + Giveaway #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/WzRJ50Cp08r
Black Oak : The Loveless Chronicles Chapter 1 by Titus Murphy
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Broken hearts and damned souls, magic and death…
All in a day’s work for a demi-demon.
But can she be more?
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November 18, 2020
The House of the Wolf by Alison Baird
The House of the WolfThe Werewolves of Quebec Book OneAlison Baird
Genre: Paranormal, WerewolfPublisher: Salon BooksDate of Publication: 2017ISBN: 0969803168ASIN: 978-0-9698031-6-4Number of pages: 426Word Count: 131, 320Cover Artist: Y. Nikolova
Tagline: The wolf within is the greatest danger of all.
Book Description:
In the barren arctic, a white wolf journeys alone across the tundra. All his life he has dreamed of the strange creatures called humans that dwell far to the south –– creatures that wolf lore says have an ancient mystical kinship with his own species. Abandoning his pack, he sets out to make contact with human beings and learn the truth.
In the state of Vermont, a young girl embarks on her own journey of self-discovery. 18-year-old Chantal Boisvert never knew her parents, and she is determined to learn more about them –– especially her French Canadian father, who died in mysterious circumstances.
When she arrives in the province of Quebec the wealthy Boisvert family gives Chantal a seemingly warm and loving welcome. But then strange and sinister things start to happen.
Why do her relatives slip away into the forest after sundown? Why does she keep dreaming at night of being a wolf running in the wild? Who is the attractive pale-haired boy who keeps turning up, and why do he and his friends seem so concerned for her safety?
Could it possibly be true that the Boisverts are loups garous –– werewolves?
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It was the wolves that woke her.
At some indeterminate point between sleep and waking she became conscious of a sound. It insinuated itself subtly and delicately first into her ears, and then her mind, becoming part of her dreams: a sound she had never heard before, composed of multiple high-pitched cries. She visualized these in her head as intertwining silver threads, weaving in and out of the darkness as if it were a backing of black velvet: each strand clear and shimmering and pure. They reminded her of birdsong or whale-music. But birds and whales are solitary singers: this was a whole chorus of ethereal voices raised, not in perfect harmony, but in a kind of counterpoint. One voice would begin, soft and low, rising to a thin quaver; then the rest would join in. Trying drowsily to analyze what she was hearing, Chantal moved at last from fragmented semi-consciousness into full waking awareness.
Wolves – it’s a wolf pack!
She had never heard wolves howl in the wild, only in movies where the sound effect used was a single long wail like a lonely dog’s. Never had she imagined anything like this. The sound was beautiful, but also unearthly. She had heard of things that could make one’s hair stand on end; as she listened, she swore she could actually feel the fine hairs on her arms and the nape of her neck pricking up. It must be her imagination though, for the odd sensation extended even to where she had no hair, on her cheeks and the backs of her hands and along her spine. She alternately shivered as though cold, and then flushed as if with a fever. Opening her eyes, she saw the moon at the window: full, round, tinged with gold; a “hunter’s moon”.
Springing out of bed, she went to the window and opened it, letting in the chill night air. She breathed it in, in deep hungry gulps. But she still felt sweaty and flushed. She tore off her pants and tee shirt and tossed them aside. Now the night breeze blew upon her entire body, and her hot prickling skin responded to its icy caress as if to a physical touch. A brief giddiness made her reel and clutch at the windowsill for support. Chantal looked down at her hands resting on the sill.
But they were no longer hands.
They had become two grey-brown furred limbs ended in broad, clawed pads. It was the fur that made her feel so hot, she realized. Her tongue lolled, panting, from her mouth, its soft length spilling over teeth and jaws that now had a different shape…
With understanding came not fear, but relief and joy. She was not feverish after all, nor was she in any kind of danger. This was obviously just a dream. She would wake from it soon, as she did from every dream, and then everything would be all right. But now the wolf-voices called again, and the dream-body she wore yearned for the freedom of the outdoors, for the cool scent-laden air and the exhilaration of running through the forest. She glimpsed indistinct, shadowy shapes flitting through the blackness under the trees, and eyes like glimmering stars turned towards her in invitation.
In one light easy motion, Chantal sprang out of the window and into the night.
About the Author:Alison Baird is the award-nominated author of numerous novels for both adult and young adult readers, including The Dragon's Egg (Scholastic Canada), White as the Waves (Tuckamore Books), The Hidden World, The Wolves of Woden, and the Willowmere trilogy (Penguin Canada), and The Dragon Throne trilogy (Warner Books). Baird has also published numerous works of short fiction in Canadian magazines and anthologies. She lives in Ontario, Canada.
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