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May 24, 2022
A Bewitching Tuesday
Cover Reveal: Little Writer by Marina Hill #CoverReveal #LittleWomenRetelling #ClassicsRetold #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/IQQM50Jgqrt
First Bite by Avery Daniels - Book Tour + Giveaway
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Little Writer Marmee’s Girls Book One by Marina Hill - Historical fiction - A retelling of the classic coming-of-age story Little Women through the intimate lens of Jo March. #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/i38250JgqpX
Arrow’s Flight by M. B. Sträng #Fantasy #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/gxkL50JgpVf
Penumbra by Kevin A. Davis Virtual Book Tour #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/YxYZ50JgqbB
In this visionary adaptation, Little Writer tells the March sisters’ timeless journey to womanhood with a multiracial cast of characters..
Little Writer by Marina Hill #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/gmIK50Jgqhq
Midnight Pages: Mystical and Writing Prompts for Writers, Insomniacs, and Night Owls by Diane Riis #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/ktSJ50Jgq5n
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May 23, 2022
Cover Reveal: Little Writer by Marina Hill #CoverReveal #LittleWomenRetelling #ClassicsRetold
Little WriterMarmee’s GirlsBook One Marina Hill
Genre: Historical fictionPublisher: Evergreen BooksDate of Publication: November 1, 2022Paperback ISBN: 979-8-9862908-0-5eBook ISBN: 979-8-9862908-1-2ASIN: B09ZFCWKYPCover Artist: Marina Hill
Book Description:
A retelling of the classic coming-of-age story Little Women through the intimate lens of Jo March.
It’s 1862 and fifteen-year-old Jo March would rather be fighting in the war, like her papa, than improving her knitting skills on the home front. But societal conventions for the “gentle” woman—and her steadfast adoration for her three sisters—force Jo to stay behind and support the family, all the while rolling her eyes at Aunt March and daydreaming of becoming a famous author.
At home, love abounds in the March girls’ lives in the form of family, friendship, patriotism, religion, and—to Jo’s chagrin—romance. As each sister navigates their ascent into adulthood, Jo unwittingly ventures down a path of self-realization, using her gift of written prose to craft her voice, and thus, her truth. Perhaps, just maybe, she can strike balance between the freedom of independence and the warmth of partnership…
In this visionary adaptation, Little Writer tells the March sisters’ timeless journey to womanhood with a multiracial cast of characters, reimagining history to include diverse communities without elaboration.
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Excerpt:
The theater is such a grand building, with gilded designs and carvings decorating everywhere my gaze lands. I haven’t even seen the play yet and I’m impressed. I wish I could run my fingers over the golden carvings. I can dig up stories hidden in the curves and grooves.
“I knew you’d like it,” Laurie mutters.
I turn toward him, his black eyes glimmering as he looks at me. A blush runs up my neck. My arm tightens around his and I press my cheek to his shoulder for a moment. With a big family like mine, I’ve never been able to be me and only me. I’ve always been Josephine March—sister of Amy, Meg, and Beth. Never Jo March, writer of phenomenal stories. The love and affection
I’ve received have been a dished-out serving, for my sisters need some, too. It’s all the same, tailored ever so slightly for each of us.
But being friends with Teddy… it’s the first time someone is thinking of me—and only me.
The theater invitation is almost enough for me to feel every bit of my individual self—but I cannot shake the guilt. Amy wanted to come so badly and I was so harsh. I was trying to teach her manners, for it is improper to invite yourself places. But in turn, I forgot my own. It’s easy to lose the little amount of hold I have on my temper when it comes to my sisters.
Despite the sparkling elves and princes and princesses, I can’t enjoy the play the way I want to. Also because Laurie’s rowdy friends are often hushed by other guests.
Amy and I argue the most out of our family. I think it’s because we’re both the most passionate. Her with her art and propriety. Me with my writing and books. I try with such strength to tame my temper; I fail most of the time. When anger flares in my chest, I must get it out lest it burns me alive. In turn, it burns other people. People I care about—like Amy.
Oh, Amy. In the middle of the play, it takes everything I have not to run home and apologize.
“Teddy,” I say once the play is over and we walk into the lobby. “I don’t have any money with me. I was wickedly cruel to Amy before the play and I feel terrible. I want to buy her chocolate from the concession stand. I’ll pay you back the moment we return.”
With a gentle smile, Laurie pats my hand and walks toward the concession stand. Meg places a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m proud of you,” says Meg.
“I was trying to teach her,” I say.
She nods. “I know.”
Off to the side, one of Laurie’s friends—Ned, I believe—makes obscene gestures and poses with a statue. An employee reprimands him and Meg and I turn away, lest we be seen as part of his group.
“Must his friends be so abominable?” Meg asks, earning a snort from me.
About the Author: Marina Hill is a writer and artist with unconventional tastes; she craves the undiscovered and the ignored. If she isn’t daydreaming about her next story, she’s studying history or yearning to dash into the forest, build a farm, and never look back. Marina never lives in one spot for too long and loves to travel with her husky she named after Aang’s flying bison, Appa.
https://themarinahill.com/
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A Bewitching Monday
Flash Fiction by S. Peters-Davis #PNR #Suspense #Paranormal #Romance #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/8Ea850JfpWK
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Wrath by S. Peters-Davis #PNR #Suspense #Paranormal #Romance
WrathKendra Spark Series Book FiveS. Peters-DavisGenre: Suspense, paranormal, romancePublisher: BWL Publishing Inc.Date of Publication: April 2022ISBN EPub: 9780228621263 ISBN Kindle: 9780228621270 ISBNWeb: 9780228621287ISBN Print: 9780228621294Number of pages: 157Word Count: 54,800Cover Artist: Michelle Lee
Series Tagline: Kendra sees ghosts, and then her BFF, Jenna, becomes one. The two friends and FBI agent Derek Knight form a team that fights for the victims of heinous, supernatural crimes.
Book Tagline: The FBI-VCU-SI team deals with the ultimate test of good vs. evil when the powerful, evil entity Chaos joins forces with the dark side.
Book Description:
Kendra Sparks’ vacation gets cut short when Sassy Blaze, the captured voodoo priestess of the dark arts, hangs herself in prison, and a string of curious deaths follows.
Attempting to stop Sassy costs lives, relationships, and creates unexpected complications, especially for Derek and Kendra.
Who will defeat the voodoo, dark witch when she can possess whoever she wants?
The FBI-VCU-SI team must deal with the ultimate test of good vs. evil and it’s not looking promising, especially when the powerful, evil entity Chaos joins forces with the dark side.
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Excerpt: Kendra’s Point of View
“Thank you for your assistance,” Derek acknowledged the man who guided us to the morgue.
“Now, I’d like this entire room cleared for at least an hour. Your morgue director can verify that order.” Derek nodded, and as he turned toward me, our guide moved away to the two working coroners, escorting them out of the room.
“Dang, this place reminds me of places in the dark plane.” Jenna stood in the center of the room and spun a slow circle. “It’s almost like I can feel Bertellia’s presence, even though I know that woman is gone forever.”
Once everyone cleared the room, I went to work crushing and mixing up the concoction of herbs in a small burning pot. “I can see the film that cocoons the body you mentioned.” I lit the herbs, allowing a quick flame. Then I blew out the little fire and left the blended ingredients smoldering. As I waved the pot over the body, I said the ritual words. Jenna and Derek joined in the mantra, repeating it with me two more times to break the bond holding Mr. Mead’s soul.
A massive pop, deep enough to shake the floor, startled me. Jenna screamed. Derek jumped in front of me, pushing my body back. “Grab your blades. Mine’s vibrating as if it wants to act on its own.” He grabbed his dagger (the one that NaNa Rosa had given to everyone on our team for protection and guidance against evil spirits from the dark plane) out of the sheath tucked into the back of his pants.
Jenna slipped hers from the sheath strapped to her thigh.
The film surrounding Mr. Mead had disappeared, and the oozing, dark entity that rose out of him charged the air with a distinct acrid odor that immediately gagged me.
I grabbed a wastebasket and threw up.
“Wow, you actually tossed your cookies, Sparky.” Jenna stared at me. “Are you sick?” She stood next to me, dagger in her hand. “Come on, woman, we need you now.”
“Rotten eggs, Kendra. Do you have your dagger in your hand?” Derek’s full attention remained on the grizzly form of leaking pustule bumps and dripping saliva.
I puked again, and my stomach continued to buck and roll. My protection sigil burned, telling me this guy came from the dark plane and would love to feed off our energy. I had tucked the blade in my bag with the herbs. Right now, that satchel lay on the floor about three feet to my right. Gagging and swallowing, I inched toward the bag to hold off the inevitable next wave of nausea.
The entity pulled itself entirely out of Mead’s body, red eyes gawking at us. It caught my movement, and a wretched toothy smile spread across its disgusting thick, slimy lips. The horrendous monster stood on the opposite side of Mead and stepped toward me through the gurney and Mead’s body as if wading through water.
“Sparky, get your dagger!” Jenna readied to throw.
“You look tasty, you’re first,” it rasped and stretched a claw at me, snapping its sharp nails.
Derek and Jenna threw their blades, hitting the evil creeper in the heart and slowing its progress toward me.
I dove for my bag, and the hilt of my dagger snugged into my hand. I yanked it out and flung it with a snap of my wrist. The blade found its mark and sunk into the entity’s heart beside the other two daggers. A vicious scream howled out, dropping Derek and me to our knees with hands covering our ears. I watched as it burned from the inside out and turned into white ash that disappeared, leaving Mr. Mead’s spirit staring at us.
“Where the hell am I?” He looked from Derek to me to Jenna and back at Derek. Then his gaze wandered around the room. “Am I inside a morgue?” His mouth dropped open when he saw his body on the gurney. “Am I dead?”
“I’m so sorry to tell you this, but yes, you died. We don’t know how. Can you remember anything that happened?” I didn’t want to force him, but his anxious shaking took a drastic turn as he stared at our daggers lying beside his feet.
“Did you guys kill me?” His image faltered into momentary static, but then he restabilized into a vivid body, appearing alive. “I want answers.” His lips pinched together, and then his eyes wandered to his dead body on the gurney. He slumped and looked at Derek. “What will my husband do?”
I glanced at Derek and watched his eyes widen.
“Let us know who your significant other is, and we’ll inform him of your passing.” Jenna stepped closer to him.
Mr. Mead huffed. “What would you say? Even I don’t know how I died.”
“We believe it had something to do with Sassy Blaze.” Derek moved beside Jenna, and I followed.
“All I remember is heading to the prison wing to check on the prisoners there. I noticed one guard sleeping beside the door, totally against protocol, so I kicked his foot to awaken him. Then I noticed a green powdery substance around his nose and wondered if he was on drugs. That’s all I recall, other than getting slammed against the wall and hearing the iron door slide open. That normally happened for my prisoner check, but I don’t remember anything after that. I blacked out.” His eyes went wide. “Did anyone look at surveillance?”
“The monitors recorded static in that cell block. That’s why I’m asking you.” Derek took a couple steps to stand directly in front of Mr. Mead. “Sassy Blaze hung herself in her cell. That got caught on surveillance and then her body disappeared. Do you know anything about that?”
“Sassy is dead?” His spine went erect, and he shook his head. “No, that can’t be right. That lunatic wants to murder the FBI Task Force team that imprisoned her. There’s no way she would kill herself.” He glared at Derek, and Derek stared back at him. “Wait a minute. You think I had something to do with Sassy hanging herself?”
“Did you?” Derek’s body went rigid.
About the Author:
S. Peters-Davis writes multi-genre stories but loves penning a good page-turning paranormal or supernatural suspense-thriller, especially when it’s a ghost story and a romance. When she’s not writing, editing, or reading, she’s hiking, RV’ing, fishing, playing with grandchildren, or enjoying time with her favorite muse (her husband) in Southwest Michigan.
She writes Adult and NA paranormal, supernatural, suspense romance novels.
For a current listing of her book links, check her author or publisher homepage below. She’s listed as: Davis, S. Peters
Twitter: https://twitter.com/spdavis788 BWL PUblishing: http://bwlpublishing.ca/
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Arrow’s Flight by M. B. Sträng #Fantasy
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Arrow’s FlightKnights of the Pearl Order Book OneM. B. Sträng
Genre: FantasyDate of Publication: 02/17/2022 ISBN-13: 979-8418478887 ISBN-13: 9781005631352 ASIN:B09SP9R1YX Number of pages: 277Word Count: 99,600 Cover Artist: M.B. Strang
Book Description:
An unknown menace moves through the polite society of Pearl’s Holding. If not caught in time, it will bring down not just the hallowed Knights of the Pearl Order, but also everyone who lives and works with them. The answer lies with a young woman of mysterious origins whose life has been touched by tragedy. To fulfill her potential, she must confront her past and discover a future more amazing than she’d ever imagined and find the inner strength to fly.
She’s not alone. A handful of Knights, a hearthmage, and their magickal companions all test their physical and magickal limits to make things right before it’s too late. Otherwise, dark forces will overtake the Knights for good.
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Excerpt:
Beads of sweat rolled into my eyes, and I used the back of my wrist to wipe my forehead as I continued to cut flesh from the lamb’s carcass. The task became difficult as my knife had dulled over the years, and there was no way to sharpen the blade. Scraping it over a rock seemed to make it worse, not better. Taking the animals thumped guilt into my heart, but I didn’t think that the people in the valley would miss them much and I was tired of eating fish. Only once had one of them ventured anywhere near my cave, but he never came close enough to find the bough-covered entrance. I hid, just like my mother said to do. The man soon left, but I’d stayed hidden for hours.
Rumbling filled my belly, and I sliced at the flesh with greater determination. Figuring out how to make fire had come naturally. As for the rest of it—what my parents could do, but I had not yet learned—well, Mama and Papa were not here to teach me. And besides, Mama said to keep it hidden. Some, especially the Brethren, would kill us for what we were.
“Mama said to hide.” I spoke out loud to myself. It had been a long time since I’d heard another voice, but at least I could hear my own. My cave was too far from the valley to hear the people there. The few times I ventured close to the hamlet, I heard their language was not my own native tongue. Suspecting I had lost some words, I spoke more often now, and practised all the languages I knew in order to not forget more, and so my throat wouldn’t lose the ability to speak. I talked to Mama and Papa, wishing they were here. I visited Mama out there in the woods. Just bones now. I had taken the arrow out of her ribs, broke off the shaft, and wore the arrowhead on a cord woven with her hair. It was my way of taking my mother with me, keeping her close.
Heat flushed my forehead. That had been happening more often lately. Despite the warmth in my brow, I shivered. Waves of dizziness washed over me. I finished with the lamb and cleaned the knife on a bit of parchment, one of several scraps I found floating down from the sky one day. A piece had drifted across my face, and I glanced up to see what appeared to be a book flying by. The dropped parchment was no less strange: ornate script scribbled all over in green ink. I had grown tired of trying to decipher the bizarre symbols, many of which different than any of the languages I had learned to read, and found other uses for the parchment pieces.
And now I used another sheet as a mop for my sweating head.
Sitting back on my heels, I clutched the arrowhead in my fist. Once more the events of that long-ago day forced themselves into my mind. That terrible day when a man appeared on the ridge. The sun behind cast him in silhouette, and we could not see his face. He wore the dull robes of the Brethren. They billowed, though there was no breeze. His limbs writhed and twisted and cloth rent as wings thrust out, the man’s body distorting until it resolved into a white wyrm, like a dragon but certainly not a dragon. A foul stench emanated from the beast, and I started to gag.
I saw my father struggling. I knew what he was trying to do, but he could not do it. I knew why my mother could not do it right now but why couldn’t my father? Before they had a chance to ready weapons, the wyrm flapped its leathery wings and issued a bone-jarring shriek. Lightning spewing from its terrible maw, past its narrow, gleaming teeth. That creature took flight, swooped down, snatched up my father in its talons, and carried him away.
“Teban!” My mother screamed my father’s name over and over that the word may reach his ears and give him hope. She fell to her knees, wracked with cries of anguish. Clasping me tightly, she held me for what seemed like a long time, both of us sobbing violently. At last, she gained control of her breath and said, “Quosa, I must go after him. I will get your father back. You must hide.” She stood, and shaking her head, she said, “It must be because of the signatures. That’s why he couldn’t—” Her words broke off as we saw another one of the Brethren approach. She screamed, “Hide!” as the man loosed the arrow that lodged in the middle of her chest.
About the Author:M.B. Sträng has been happily married to Timothy for over 33 years and they are the proud parents of a Biologist who has earned a Master’s degree. M.B. recently worked at a domestic violence shelter, but now writes full time. She has black belts in two martial arts and occasionally teaches self-defence classes. She enjoys writing (of course), painting, drawing, sewing, and embroidery. At the age of 53, M. B. learned that she is autistic, and suddenly her whole life made sense. She fences with messers, longswords, sabres, and arming swords and bucklers fairly regularly at the Ann Arbor Sword Club, and is a Knight-Magister in the Order of Paladins. Arrow’s Flight is her first novel.
Web site: https://mbstrang.com/
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Penumbra by Kevin A. Davis #UrbanFantasy #Giveaway Enter to Win $100 Amazon Gift Card
PenumbraAngelSong Book OneKevin A. Davis
Genre: Urban FantasyPublisher: Inkd Publishing LLCDate of Publication: 2/9/22 ISBN: 978-1737391432ASIN: B09S6SDHCBNumber of pages: 265 ebook, 300 paperWord Count: ~67KCover Artist: Warren Designs
Tagline: The Next Rave Might Be Haddie’s Last.
Book Description:
Will Haddie’s power be enough?
Haddie has a power she doesn’t understand – the bizarre ability to move objects back in time – unfortunately not in one piece. With all that she has going on, Haddie ignores Liz’s call. Later, when she listens to the message, the panic in Liz’s voice is unmistakable, the words threatening to be her friend’s last. Overcome with guilt, Haddie puts everything on the line to find Liz.
Someone, or something disturbing is hiding amid the colorful lights and music of Portland’s raves. Nothing could prepare Haddie for the supernatural creatures she uncovers in the search for Liz in the secret underground raves. Haddie races time to track down Liz before she becomes another victim.
The next rave might be Haddie’s last.
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Excerpt:
Haddie swore. No wonder Dad had been calling. “Tell her I'm fine. Just looking for Liz.”
“And Dr. Aaron?” Terry sounded relieved that she didn't go off on him.
“How do you know him?”
He swallowed audibly. “Well, I mean, he's been a constant in these demon groups. A bit of a fanatic. But I got worried, and asked if anyone had seen a friend of mine around this sighting. He messaged me immediately and started demanding that I put him in touch with you. Said he knew you from last winter. That was the ski trip, right?”
Terry had posted a description of her in the forums. It didn't matter. The fight outside the hotel had to have attracted some attention, though she'd had pink hair part of the time. She opened her mouth, about to ask Terry if he'd heard anything about the fight outside the hotel, and stopped.
Wilkins would be after her shortly. The FBI wouldn't just let something like this go. She'd killed someone, no matter the circumstances.“Haddie?”
“Huh?” She stared at the building where the rave would be happening. She needed to find Liz.
Get past those guards.
“What about Dr. Aaron? Do you want me to give him your number?”
She did want to know about the demons. He'd been suspicious of her and her powers, and had disappeared right after the fight. “Yes.”
He paused and she could hear him typing. “So what's going on? Still haven't found Liz? I mean, this could be serious. The more I look, the worse it gets. Missing people, on top of the suicides. One mom swears her son is in a mental hospital because of these raves.”
That sounded about right. Whatever the song did, she could imagine it driving her crazy. “I'm about to go into the rave now. I'm hoping to get Liz out. I'll let you know.”
“You're alone?”
“Yes.” She'd rather have Dad with her.
She peered at the building where the rave would be. If the guards were looking for her, likely considering the attack at the hotel, then she'd have to scout for a back way in. Before, she'd planned on walking in as if going to the rave, then scoop up Liz — and Matt.
“Maybe you should just call the police.”
She thought of a swat team facing down demons or the fanatical yellow-hazed men, with Liz in the middle. “Not yet.” This needed to be quiet. She looked into the mirror at the spray of pinkish brown covering the right side of her hair and leaving a shock of white down the left side of her face. Not very stealthy, Haddie. Maybe she had a hoodie in the back from last winter.
About the Author:Kevin A Davis writes fantasy, especially urban and contemporary. His urban fantasy series, AngelSong, can be found on Amazon, Audible, and Ingram. There might even be a few paperback copies in the rural bookstore that he and his wife own. His Khimmer Chronicles series will be available starting late 2022.
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May 20, 2022
A Bewitching Friday
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May 19, 2022
Siren's Desire by Samirah the Sapphic Siren
Siren's DesireSamirah the Sapphic Siren
Genre: PoetryDate of Publication: May 2022Number of pages: 122Word Count: 7KCover Artist: Ahrabi Raj and Samirah the Sapphic Siren
Tagline: I am not something desired. I am someone who desires.
Book Description:
How do you leverage desire as power when navigating desire comes with navigating colorism and desirability?
Samirah the Sapphic Siren’s poetry deals with that conflict directly then transforms ser societal reality through nature and the other worldly.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Colorism, Patriarchy, Rape. Trauma is not detailed with extreme depth or explicitness, but Samirah does express raw anger and hurt after dealing with them. This is about transforming trauma into anger, and then reconnecting with personal desire. This is not trauma porn.
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About the Author: Samirah the Sapphic Siren (se/sem/ser) is a nonblack brown skinned Tamil siren who is usually perceived as a woman. For sem, navigating desire comes with navigating colorism, patriarchy, and desirability. Ser poetry deals with that directly then transforms ser societal reality through nature and the other worldly. Se is @theSapphicSiren on instagram and sapphic_siren on twitter.
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First Bite by Avery Daniels Virtual Book Tour #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/U23z50JbUha
Author Interview, & Excerpt: Penumbra + Giveaway #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/HOPY50JaVSi
Author Advice– The Benefits of a Writing Buddy with S. Peters-Davis #WritingAdvice #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/sjjl50JaVZm
May 18, 2022
A Bewitching Wednesday
Author Advice– The Benefits of a Writing Buddy with S. Peters-Davis #WritingAdvice #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/sjjl50JaVZm
Author Interview, & Excerpt: Penumbra + Giveaway #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/HOPY50JaVSi
Siren’s Desire by Samirah the Sapphic Siren #Poetry
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MIDNIGHT PAGES BY DIANE RIIS - BOOK TOUR #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/A2y550JaVRt
Wild Creek Whispers Reese Golden Mysteries Book One by Cindy Keen Reynders - Mystery - A little girl is missing; stolen in the night. Reese Golden, Wyoming PI, will search far into the backcountry wilderness to find the truth. #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/kbBK50JaVYy
First Bite #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/5CLA50JaVOw
Penumbra by Kevin A. Davis [Tour with Excerpt] #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/SXfJ50JaVTA
Book Spotlight ~ Arrow’s Flight (Knights of the Pearl Order, Book One) by M. B. Sträng ~ #Fantasy #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/7g6N50JaVMh
Virtual Book Tour + Excerpt + Giveaway: Wrath (Kendra Spark Series Book Five) by S. Peters-Davis #bewitchingbooktours
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Practical Advice for Beginning Writers with Avery Daniels #ParanormalCozyMystery #bewitcihngbooktours http://ow.ly/m9yO50J9OUv
Siren's Desire by @sapphic_siren http://roxannerhoads.booklikes.com/po...
Wild Creek Whispers by Cindy Keen Reynders [Tour w Excerpt] #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/jBp450JaVSR
First Bite Spotlight Tour #bewitchingbooktours http://ow.ly/1vLG50JaVPv
