13 Days of Halloween Fun Facts (Happy Halloween)

Hey Everyone

I am going to be spending the day with my cubs trick or treating and then ending my night with takeout and a scary movie.

I am going to put some Halloween Facts.

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  • The word “witch” comes from the Old English wicce, meaning “wise woman.” In fact, wiccan were highly respected people at one time. According to popular belief, witches held one of their two main meetings, or sabbats, on Halloween night
  • Samhainophobia is the fear of Halloween.
  • The first Jack O’Lanterns were actually made from turnips
  • Trick-or-treating evolved from the ancient Celtic tradition of putting out treats and food to placate spirits who roamed the streets at Samhain, a sacred festival that marked the end of the Celtic calendar year.
  • Halloween” is short for “Hallows’ Eve” or “Hallows’ Evening,” which was the evening before All Hallows’ (sanctified or holy) Day or Hallowmas on November 1. In an effort to convert pagans, the Christian church decided that Hallowmas or All Saints’ Day (November 1) and All Souls’ Day (November 2) should assimilate sacred pagan holidays that fell on or around October 31.
  • Scarecrows, a popular Halloween fixture, symbolize the ancient agricultural roots of the holiday
  • According to Irish legend, Jack O’Lanterns are named after a stingy man named Jack who, because he tricked the devil several times, was forbidden entrance into both heaven and hell. He was condemned to wander the Earth, waving his lantern to lead people away from their paths
  • Black Cats were originally believed to protect witches powers from negative forces.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE

13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology (Day 12)

Today is the 12 Day of my 13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology. I am putting some info and insight into my short from this anthology.

I have never written paranormal anything before. So writing a paranormal romance was a bit tricky for me because it required research and tons of help from my writing group in this project. I knew I wanted my heroine Paige to be African American. My hero Kean was based at least on appearance by a wrestler who gives me the impression he would make a great shifter. Once I got passed the appearance I wanted to make him sexy, but secretive and my story went from there.

I am a big fan of Stephen King and one of my favorite books of his is “Carrie”. In that book Carrie was a girl who possessed telekinetic powers and that was the inspiration for Paige having that power as well.

The name of my story is Magical Shift.

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Blurb

Paige has always been a loner. After the death of her nana, she takes solace in her job and taking long runs in the woods. Her usual place of solitude is threatened by an unknown presence and a rather handsome mystery man who lands on her doorstep quite literally.
Falling in love with the handsome stranger wasn’t part of the plan, but that is exactly what begins to happen. When old friends and secrets start to unravel, Paige is left with trying to find a balance between what she thought she knew and what her heart says.

An excerpt from Magical Shift

Me? I received my powers a year ago at midnight. At first I thought I’d lost things, my keys and my sunglasses. Then later I’d find them in different places. By the time I arrived at the Halloween coven meeting, I had realized that I was accidentally moving things around. At first it seemed fun, but after a while, I grew frustrated because I didn’t know how to control the telekinesis. I’d find my hairbrush in the fridge and the flour would end up in the linen cupboard. Glasses would be broken on the hall floor. Almost a year and endless practice later I have a greater degree of control. Nana would’ve made sure I learned it all, but I think I did pretty well for someone who had to figure it out on her own. Although when I’m angry or tired, I still tend to do things more unintentionally than not.
My usual route took me around the edge of the woods; a circuit that ended back home. I could take the road on the opposite side, but that led into town. Now that Nana had passed, I had been going further in, not when the run was so peaceful and the forest so close to my house.
I paced myself as I ran past the trees. Pink’s upbeat tunes dazzled my eardrums. I reveled in the sense of freedom running gave me, even if it was only for a moment.
Nana often called me her special little girl. She said there weren’t many of us in the black culture. I came from a long line of witches and I inherited the powers I got. It skipped generations. Many of the other black witches my nana had known in her lifetime learned their occult knowledge from books and spells.
I kept up my pace until the feeling I wasn’t alone in the woods crept up on me. I took one of the headphones out and scanned my surroundings to see if I could spot something. My intuition was usually right. I turned around a few times, seeing nothing, I placed my earphones back in. Lately, I have been feeling like I was being watched. Most times the presence didn’t feel threatening, and other times it did. Maybe Nana was warning me away from the woods from beyond.
The hairs on the back of my neck pricked up and I picked up the pace. I could hear all of Nana’s past warnings in my head, but I needed my daily run like I needed coffee. It was my fix.

things more unintentionally than not.
My usual route took me around the edge of the woods; a circuit that ended back home. I could take the road on the opposite side, but that led into town. Now that Nana had passed, I had been going further in, not when the run was so peaceful and the forest so close to my house.
I paced myself as I ran past the trees. Pink’s upbeat tunes dazzled my eardrums. I reveled in the sense of freedom running gave me, even if it was only for a moment.
Nana often called me her special little girl. She said there weren’t many of us in the black culture. I came from a long line of witches and I inherited the powers I got. It skipped generations. Many of the other black witches my nana had known in her lifetime learned their occult knowledge from books and spells.
I kept up my pace until the feeling I wasn’t alone in the woods crept up on me. I took one of the headphones out and scanned my surroundings to see if I could spot something. My intuition was usually right. I turned around a few times, seeing nothing, I placed my earphones back in. Lately, I have been feeling like I was being watched. Most times the presence didn’t feel threatening, and other times it did. Maybe Nana was warning me away from the woods from beyond.
The hairs on the back of my neck pricked up and I picked up the pace. I could hear all of Nana’s past warnings in my head, but I needed my daily run like I needed coffee. It was my fix.
My senses tingled again. I spun around again this time certain that I wasn’t alone. I didn’t want to deal with the abnormal today.
I was isolated by my abnormality. Okay, yes, I had the coven. The coven, a sacred place with friendly enough witches, but they weren’t my Nana. I had always been an awkward girl.

13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven (Day 11) featuring A.E. Snow

We are on Day 11. Today my feature author from the Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology is A.E. Snow.

A.E. writes YA, MG, & Romance.

A.E Snow’s story is titled A Stolen Spell.

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Blurb

Isadora Blackwood is a shy, reserved librarian. She’s passionate about history and preservation and happens to be the keeper of the histories for the witches of Savannah, a job she takes very seriously. Spells, stories, and memoirs lie in her care, and she’s devoted her life to the work. On Halloween, Isadora arrives at the library to find that the history of her own family, the notorious Blackwoods, and an ancient and dangerous spell have been stolen.

To complicate matters, Graham Hart, a visiting professor arrives in town, and Isadora finds herself enamored of him. With his help, Isadora goes on a wild goose chase across Savannah to find the spell and the thief. The hunt leads them to the famous Bonaventure Cemetery, an antebellum mansion, and a wild Halloween masquerade ball.

Will she be too late to save Savannah from evil and from the Blackwoods?

Author Spotlight

Hey A.E., what is one of your favorite things about Halloween?

I love the atmosphere. That spooky feeling in the air? That’s my favorite.

And what’s your favorite Halloween movie?

Hocus Pocus. Of course. 🙂

Have you written paranormal romance before?

I’ve written a little romance and a little paranormal but never the two together. It was more fun that I could have imagined and I can’t wait to do it again!

 So, tell me a little about your heroine Isadora.

My heroine is Isadora and she’s a bit of a nerd. She’s a workaholic and is responsible for the witchy archives (the histories of the witches of Savannah). On Halloween, something happens that thrusts Isadora into a mystery with a time table. And into romance.

 And tell me about your Hero.

Graham Hart is a professor from New Orleans. He’s not unlike Isadora in that he’s very interested in books and history. They are a match made in heaven!

I love books. He sounds like a match for me too. 🙂 Where did you get the idea for your story or what was the inspiration for your story?

I was researching Savannah and I was just so struck by the history there (I might be a bit of a history nerd like Isadora). I really wanted to find a way to play off the rich history there and what better way to do that than a librarian specializing in historical research?

What was the hardest part in writing this short story?

Keeping it short! I so enjoyed writing Isadora and I wanted to keep going and going and going. Maybe there’s more to her story…

Do you see yourself continuing this character(s) into another project?

I have some ideas. 

A.E. are you working on anything new currently?

I’m halfway through a middle grade novel. It’s also full of witches, just a different kind.

Is there anything you want to say to the reader?

Thanks so much for stopping by! I hope you enjoy Bewitching Desires! ❤ 

An Excerpt from A Stolen Spell

Isadora sighed and reached for her tea. She frowned when she saw the empty mug with a dried up tea bag resting at the bottom. She glanced around before concentrating all her attention on the vessel. A fresh tea bag appeared inside and hot water streamed into the mug as though being poured from an invisible teapot.
Once the books were sorted, she returned them to their sections always aware of what her patrons were doing, especially Dr. Hart.
One by one, the other patrons returned their books to the circulation counter and left. Isadora added them to her cart and sorted by subject, something she found immensely satisfying. After a quick glance around the room, she found Dr. Hart in an armchair by the Civil War section, one of the biggest in the research library. She smoothed out her hair and her skirt and pushed her rolling cart into his section.
“Did you find everything alright?” she asked with a flutter of her eyelashes.
“Yes. No problem at all.” Graham smiled and stood. “I have to be going, should I give this to you?” He held out the book he’d been reading.

She accepted it. “Yes…thank you.” Once again, their fingers touched. This time, white sparks shot into the air. Disarmed, she dropped the book as soon as Graham let go.
They both stooped to pick it up and laughed when they both reached for it. A blush spread over Isadora’s face and neck. She pulled her long hair over her shoulder in an effort to hide some of the red splotches.
Graham cleared his throat. “Shall I meet you at the restaurant? And which restaurant?”
“Stay a Spell?” She held her breath and waited. If he knew of the finest and only strictly paranormal restaurant in Savannah, it would truly confirm what she already knew.
Graham’s brown eyes lit up. “See you at eight.” With a toothy grin, Graham left.
Isadora watched him go with a dreamy smile. She floated back to the desk still holding the book he’d given her and leaving the rolling cart abandoned. She daydreamed about dinner with Graham. In her dream, the perfect date led to dinners at home as husband and wife with their laughter and children filling up a white farmhouse.
“Get a grip Isadora,” she said surprised at herself for fantasizing about marriage and babies, not things she’d ever thought she wanted. She preferred the company of her cat, books, and tea to men most of the time. But there was something different about Graham. From the months of emails, she knew he was interested in the same things she was: paranormal events as documented by humans, cemeteries, and books.
Her gaze swept over the calendar and froze. The smile melted off her face and she groaned. “Shit,” she whispered. Samhain. She had a coven meeting in half an hour. “Shit shit shit.” She remembered a book from the vault that belonged to Rose. Rose needed it back and she’d promised to bring it.
Isadora climbed on a table and looked around for any patrons she might have missed. She was alone. Glancing down at her watch, she realized Susanna would be back any second. Still, she had to get that book. She dashed to the front door and locked it before running back down the length of the hall, the clicking of her heels echoing and filling up the quiet space.

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A.E. Snow is a writer, mother, and pet wrangler. She lives in a tiny mountain town with her husband, two children, three cats, a large dog, and a partridge in a pear tree.

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13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology (Day 10) featuring Sonja Fröjdendal

 

Hey we are at Day 10 of my 13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology.

Today my feature author is Sonja Fröjdendal. Sonja writes Poetry, Contemporary Romance, Paranormal Romance, and Erotica. In the future she wants to try horror, thrillers and Sci-Fi.

The name of her story is Running with Magic.

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Blurb

Sunshine is a witch who can bottle emotions and that’s not her only talent. With a long line of witches behind her, she isn’t scared that she has a hot demon following her.

She does mind that his father has taken a shine to her too, and as ruler of the night demons, has sent an army to capture her as his bride.

Even with her occult powers and a dragon as her ride, Sunshine is finding that loving the right demon is hell.

 

Author Spotlight

Hey Sonja, so what is your favorite things about Halloween?

My favorite things about Halloween is that the freaks and weirdos come out of hiding. To be serious, I love the celebration of All Hallows Eve, anything that celebrates the dead we have lost is good in my eyes. Here in Sweden we don’t have the same history of celebrating Halloween as America does. It is still kind of a new thing, even if it’s been around for the last 10-15 years. We don’t celebrate it on the same date as America, I think it’s a day or so after the “real” one.

What is your favorite movie?

Favorite Halloween movie, oh my… I need to think on this one, because I’m not sure I have a specific Halloween movie. Pet Semetary, Poltergeist, Sleepy Hollow and Hocus Pocus are my pics. If we talk about the movies named Halloween it’s the ones with Jamie Lee Curtis. I am a horror fanatic, I’ll take a good scare any day, or night.

Have you written paranormal romance before Sonja?

This was my first attempt on paranormal romance, well my first attempt on paranormal period. Rebekah asked in one of my writing groups if anyone was interested on writing paranormal for an anthology. I said yes, I might have said YES!!!!! After it was decided I started to realize that I might had got down in the deep end of the pool without knowing how to swim. Luckily I survived and got to be a better writer. I have a thing for saying yes before really thinking.

Tell about your heroine.

The heroine Sunshine is as fierce and fiery as they get, in more ways than one. She is a witch on her dad’s side and she has power over fire. Very headstrong and eager to show everyone, included herself, that she can manage on her own. What no one, except her family, knows is that she has a secret to keep in the dark.

And your hero?

My hero Teagan is a night demon who is, not so, secretly in love with Sunshine. He is doing his best in keeping Sunshine safe and unharmed, not the easiest thing to do. The chemistry between them isn’t helping much either.

What was the inspiration for your story?

The idea to “Running with Magic” comes from what Sunshine told me to write, she didn’t introduce herself other than she was a witch and that she had a secret, more detailed than this isn’t possible. The wish of blending my beliefs, I’m a witch, with the Nordic mythology got a kick out of talking to Sunshine. I have always found the myths and folklores very interesting and being a writer is giving me the chance to write the books I want to read.

What was the hardest part of writing Running with Magic?

The hardest part of writing this short story was to get so much details in without it feeling like a book of facts. How much is necessary, what is irrelevant, what can I keep for another story.

Do you think you will continue your character(s) in a future story?

I  would really like to go back and give more flesh to the bones of this story. As I was writing it I knew I would see them all again. Don’t know when but someday.

Are you working on anything new?

As much as I enjoy the release of “Bewitching Desires” I’m knee deep in writing on two erotic novels, in Swedish which feels weird after writing so much in English.

Sonja, is there anything you will like to tell the reader?

Don’t be scared of letting me know what you think of my babies, we authors love to interact, as long as you’re not just plain mean. Please leave a review, write a blog post or just spread the word if you like my stories. I hope you enjoy the entire Anthology, not just my story, I have been privileged to work with such talented authors and I will do it again if they ask me to join in new adventures. See you on the next page honey.

Excerpt from Running with Magic

A hand on Sunshine’s shoulder made her jump and spill her drink. It felt like she had her heart in her throat when she turned her head to face the owner. Seeing Hamish standing behind her heighten her senses and even quickened her pulse more. A cold stream ran down her spine, freezing her stiff.

“Sunshine my dear, how nice to find you here. Is everything okay? You don’t return my calls. One might think you don’t want to talk to me.” Hamish lifted one eyebrow, cocking his head.

“If that’s what you think, then why do you keep calling?” Sunshine took a deep breath.

“Because I know that you are busy and probably don’t have time to return calls. So, knowing you would be in town for the coven meeting, I decided to pay you a visit. I figured it was the only option to get you to talk to me.”

“I have no problem talking to you. It’s the other thing I have a problem with.” Deep breathing didn’t calm her down as much as she hoped for. She couldn’t focus enough to get her powers to work, somehow she needed Hamish to let go of her shoulder.

“I can’t see why that is a problem. It’s an honor, I assure you.”

“I bet it is but I don’t aspire to that honor. I have no feelings for you so it wouldn’t be right. Take someone who really appreciate and want the privilege, someone who can make you proud.” Sunshine stood up and took one step to the side, getting him to loosen his grip.

“Going somewhere?”

“Only to the ladies room. Is that a problem?”

“Oh, no. Go ahead dear. I’ll wait here for you.”

“We don’t have anything to talk about. You got my answer and I’m not changing my mind. I’m not following you anywhere. Give up and leave me alone.” Sunshine took another deep breath. Her voice started to give away her nervousness and that would be a bad thing.

“Let’s say it like this. I’ll leave you for now and let you finish your business in town. When the coven meeting is over, I’ll send someone to pick you up for a visit to my home. If you still feel the same, you don’t have to. How does that sound?” His tone of voice made her feel patronized, like she was a small child.

“Good, let me do my thing in peace.” Sunshine made sure she didn’t make a promise she couldn’t keep.

After kissing her hand, Hamish left Stay a Spell. She was off the hook for now. She had used the ladies room as an excuse but she went in there to cool her wrists. It usually helped her calm down. Staying focused was a necessity if the solution to get him to stop ever ought to show its face.

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13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven (Day 9) featuring Andra Shine

Today I am featuring author Andra Shine, who has been a big help for me while I wrote my short for Bewitching Desires.

Andra’s story is called The Heart of a Hunter.

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Blurb

With all her power, most things in Ashley’s life come easy, but when her aged aunts cast a true love spell on her, the spoilt young witch must learn to think of someone other than herself. When she rescues a hunted man, she doesn’t know if she will end up at the hands of her enemy, or in the arms of her true love.

Ashley must choose between lust and love, self and others, hunted and hunter. It should be like taking Halloween candy from a baby; after all, it’s only her heart at stake.

Author Spotlight

What is your favorite thing about Halloween?

I love dressing up on Halloween. I love that everyone decorates and all the things spooky are allowable and desirable.

What is your favorite Halloween movie?

My favorite Halloween movies the The Nightmare Before Christmas. I love Jack and the creepy and naughty.

Have you written paranormal romance before?

I’ve not written paranormal romance before, but I have written horror, science fiction and love poems. Humans are strange and unusual creatures, so it didn’t seem much of a leap for me.

Andra, tell me about your heroine Ashley.

My heroine is sad and spoiled. She is lonely, bossy and kind. She wants to help and to heal people, but she also likes attention and getting her own way. As she says, she’s a work in progress and is trying to learn to be a better person.

Tell me a little about your Hero.

My hero is driven. He doesn’t want to be involved in the paranormal work, but he is motivated by his need to protect his sister. He feels guilty and sad too and will do anything to remove the curse from her, even if it means risking his own life.

 

Where did you get the idea for your story or what was the inspiration for your story?

Once, I wrote the aunts, who cast a love spell on the heroine, the story started writing itself. It’s these magic moments as a writer when the characters are speaking to you ad launching themselves into the situation you’ve written for them that I love. Ashley got her own way at every turn, and letting her have free reign, running after her for all I was worth and writing what she did was really all I could do.

What was the hardest part in writing this short story?

The hardest part was keeping the word count down. Ashley really likes to express herself and she’s got a comeback for every occasion. Half the time I had to tell her, she just didn’t have the words for that speech. She had to be quiet and kiss the hero already.

Do you see yourself continuing this character(s) into another project?

I would love another project with Ashley and her aunts. I could see myself writing her backstory for a start. I also like the idea of what happens after the happily ever after, because that’s the real trick when it comes to love. How to keep the romance alive when the dishes are done. (Though Ashley may just use magic to clean them, she doesn’t have time for such mundane chores.)

Are you working on anything new currently?

I’m working on a nonfiction book about a relationship full of domestic violence. I think it’s an important book to write and to help women in this situation. My co-author is amazing, to have lived through that time and survived, but it’s not exactly a happily ever after.

Is there anything you want to say to the reader?

To the reader I say thank you. Thank you for your heart, your optimism, your idealism and your passion. People who read romances are usually beautiful people who believe in both love and magic. You are the people who clap to save Tinkerbell and wish upon the star and know that love at first sight is real. So thank you for being who you are. Without you, I’m all alone, but knowing that you’re there, making sure love and magic exists. All those hours making up characters and worlds, and hoping you will read my words and get me, well you make it all worthwhile. Thank you.

 

Excerpt from The Heart of a Hunter

The aunts sat on the bed like a pair of sweetly smiling bookends.

“I know that look you two. You’re up to something.”

They exchanged blank looks, a perfect picture of innocence, albeit a rather wrinkled one. As if the picture had been scrunched up and shoved into a pocket.

Ashley watched them with suspicion; she pointed an accusing finger.

“Don’t. I don’t know what you’re going to do, but whatever it is, just don’t.” She didn’t trust them not to meddle in her life in extreme and embarrassing ways. Ashley backed slowly out of the door a suspicious eyebrow raised at them

To their credit, the aunts waited until she was well out of earshot before they burst out laughing again.

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“I’ve a good mind to put a spell on that one, show her the trouble with throwing your sex magic around,” Esmeralda declared.

“Go on, then.” Agatha’s mischievous eyes lit up. “I dare you. But do it right. Make her fall in love. That’ll put a cat amongst the pigeons.”

“You know I can’t resist a good dare.” A wicked smile broke out over Esmeralda’s crinkly face, and for a moment she was more wrinkle than witch. She stood unsteadily, waved her hands in the air, more for balance than spell work. Then she turned around a few times, shouted a few garbled incantations then fell on the bed and started again. She rounded off the bizarre process with a chant, “Anusin, anusin, atetin, atetin, atelin.”

Esmeralda beamed at her sister. Agatha’s expression stole her certainty and the smile faded.

“What? Wasn’t that right?” Esmeralda asked.

“Well, not the first bit obviously, that was ridiculous. But the end was disastrous.”

“I thought the end was good.”

“You said atelin!”

“Surely not,” Esmeralda said, she frowned and studied the ceiling as if she would find her memory hidden in the chandelier.

“I heard it, atelin. Right at the end, like you meant it.”

Esmeralda sucked her breath through her teeth. “Well, true love then.”

“Yep.”

“Definitely overcooked it.”

“No doubt about that.”

“Not just any old love spell.”

“No.”

“Your actual true love spell.”

“Yes.”

“Not much I can do about that.”

“No.”

“You think she’ll be cross?”

“What? That she’s got around six hundred years on this earth and you’ve gone and called her true love to her when she’s only 23?”

“Yeah, that.”

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Andra became a writer after a failed career as a pirate. She lives with her two children and their ninja father on the edge of the forest path to grandma’s house. She has been published under the name Andra Jenkin, in television, radio, film, cd, newspapers, theatre reviews and comics, and has travelled as a performance poet.

Words are her passion and she writes eclectically in fiction and non-fiction genres. She is published in The Douglas Adams Liff trilogy, Afterliff, Three Words, and various online literary journals. This is her first short story available to the public.

13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology (Day 8) featuring Jennifer Ray

Hey everyone. Today is Day 8 of my 13Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology.

Today I am happy to feature author Jennifer Ray. She is such a doll and we are talking about her short story Love Spell.

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Blurb

Keira Weathersby loves to help people with the matters of the heart and the body as a witch and pharmacist. But when her childhood rival demands her help, Keira will have to use her craft on the one man she can’t get out of her mind or heart.

Wade Hadley’s girlfriend enjoys leaving hints that she wants to get engaged. The only problem is he doesn’t want to get married right now especially when he’s unsure of his feelings.

When Keira messes up a love spell and Wade professes his love for her, she must figure out how to undo her spell, even if that means Wade will run back to his dreadful girlfriend.

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Hey J Ray. To start things off, what is one of your favorite things about Halloween?

One of my favorite things about Halloween is that it’s finally Fall. The air is crisp and cool. The leaves are changing colors. It’s college football season. It’s a beautiful time of year, and everyone is happier! Plus, there’s candy. 😉

What’s your favorite Halloween movie?

Hocus Pocus!

Pretty classic movie. Have you ever written paranormal romance before?

This is my first published paranormal romance. The novel I’m working on is a bit paranormal and fantasy.

So, tell me a little about Keira, your heroine?

Keira is the quiet, bookish type. She doesn’t want to be the center of attention, and she would rather be reading a book. True, lasting love without help from spells or potions is the only way she’ll ever accept love. A romantic through and through.

Tell me a little about your Hero?

Wade is completely adorkable. He may not have the best taste in women, but he’s working on that. He’s the type that wants to cook for a woman and cozy up next to a fire with her. He hides his passionate side from the world, saving it up for the one woman he plans on spending the rest of his life with.

Where did you get the idea for your story or what was the inspiration for your story?

Being based in Savannah, I knew that I wanted to use southern charm and the historical aspect of downtown Savannah. Having grown up in Georgia, I drew from the various personalities I grew to love about south. I think all of my characters in the story really mash up all of your classic southern residents. Some are used for good and some are used for bad! Once I nailed down the personalities, the story took off.

What was the hardest part in writing this short story?

The hardest part was my hero. Wade has a big decision to make, and I didn’t want him to come across as a jerk. Hopefully as the story’s events unfold, the reader will grow to love him as much as I do and respect his actions.

Do you see yourself continuing this character(s) into another project?

Probably not, but you never know what the future holds. I really love my characters.

Are you working on anything new currently?

I’m working on a full length novel that I hope to have finished by the end of the year. Fingers crossed!

Is there anything you want to say to the reader?

I hope you enjoy this anthology as much as all twelve of us had writing it. I always love hearing from readers, so please stop by any of my social media sites and say hello and I hate to say goodbye…

An excerpt from Love Spell

Keira locked the shop behind her and met Wade at the side door. She held the book up to show him she’d gotten what she needed.

He grabbed the tome from her hands. “This old book holds the power to break the spell you have over me?” He gave her a dimpled grin.

Oh goodness, she was in trouble. His kisses alone about did her in. But if he wanted to confess his love for her, he needed to do it spell free. It had to be the real thing.

Unfortunately, when she reversed this spell, it was guaranteed he would run screaming back to Ginny and all of her perfectness. Someone like Wade didn’t fall for someone like her.

“Do you want a beer?”

He stopped mid-stride and gaped at her. “You have beer?”

“Um, yes. I drink it too.” She yanked open the fridge and grabbed two bottles of beer. She used the bottom edge of her shirt and twisted a bottle open, handed it to him, and then opened one for herself.

He watched her take a swig off the bottle before he lifted it to his mouth. “You know, you could just forget about reversing the spell and leave things the way they are.” He winked.

She snorted. “I’d rather be loved for more than my beer drinking abilities.”

He shrugged.

She led him into the small dining room next to the kitchen. He brushed past her and pulled a chair out for her. She paused and looked at the chair.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never had a man pull a chair out for you? There are still gentlemen around.” He gestured toward the chair.

Sitting, she looked up at him. “I’m sure there are still gentlemen, but I don’t seem to find any.” She opened the grimoire he laid before her. The paper marking the page peeked out the bottom, and she carefully turned to the page.

Wade leaned in to look at the page too. “What language is that? Latin?”

“Yes.” She reread the translated information. There wasn’t any mention of undoing the spell or another spell that would counteract it.

“Do you know what it says?”

“Um, no. But it wasn’t necessary. I had to do the spell in Latin anyway.” She flipped back to the beginning to find the list of spells.

“You chanted a spell and had no idea what it meant?” He frowned at the book.

“I knew what the spell was for and the gist of what was said just not the exact translation.” She went back to reading the list of spells as he chugged his beer.

“Thank God I didn’t sprout a second head or something.”

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Jennifer pretends to be organized in a sea of to-do lists while chauffeuring around her two children to their endless activities.

While waiting in the car, she sips her coffee and escapes to make-believe worlds full of destiny, love, and strength.

If she has any spare time, she bakes sweet treats, dances with her children to the music in her head, and curls up on the couch with her husband watching their backlog of DVR-ed TV shows. Since they live in the southeast, Jennifer takes the opportunity to drink sweet tea and say y’all whenever she gets a chance

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13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven (Day 7) featuring Michele Mohr

Today for my 13 Days of Halloween with Bewitching Desires A Savannah Coven Anthology.

 I am featuring my fellow Walking Dead buddy and author Michele Mohr

Michele Mohr writes Paranormal, Horror, and thriller. The name of her short story is Drifter’s Moon.

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Blurb

Savannah James is a Natural Gray, a rare type of witch that can successfully practice both white and black magic. Feeling trapped by her coven’s strict rules, she decides to fly her broomstick solo and break the news of her resignation at their big annual meeting on Halloween.

Trouble has other plans for her when she unexpectedly finds herself tracking down her con artist ex-boyfriend Levi the day before the big event to recover her priceless moonstone necklace he stole from her.

When a locater spell leads her to an off the map truck stop diner in rural Georgia, she crosses paths with lonely drifter Jesse King, a green eyed, all American country boy from her childhood.

Craving a little love and adventure in addition to the menu items at the greasy spoon, Jesse offers Savannah a ride after an her intense run in with Levi at the diner, and they end up at the creepy roadside motel, the Drifter’s Moon.

While rekindling their friendship as adults, Savannah and Jesse quickly learn things aren’t what they seem underneath the dust and outdated décor of the motel, and checking out might be harder than they think. Is Savannah’s magic strong enough to defeat a vengeful ghost and break a decades old curse to get to the coven meeting on time, or will she and Jesse become the motel’s new permanent residents?

Author Spotlight

So Michele, what is one of your favorite things about Halloween?

I’ve always loved all things spooky and paranormal, even at a really young age. Halloween is that special time of year where those things are celebrated. I also love the decorations and pumpkin carving.

I love spooky things as well. What’s your favorite Halloween movie? 

I don’t have a favorite, but I love watching horror movies all year round. I don’t scare easily, so the ones that creep me out impress me the most.

I’m starting to think we are soul sisters. Have you written paranormal romance before? 

Sort of. My debut novel The Darker Curiosity has a romance between the two main characters that has a major impact in the story that unfolds but I don’t consider it a romance.

For your short in the Bewitching Desires Anthology, tell me a little about your heroine?  

Savannah James is a unique witch called a Natural Gray, which means she is naturally gifted in white and black magic. She’s at a point in her life where she’s ready to claim her magical independence and thinks quitting the coven is the best thing for her. At the same time, she just broke up with her con artist boyfriend and she’s all over the place emotionally. Since a major component to her magic runs on emotion, things get out of hand quickly.

And your hero Jesse? 

Jesse King is in a weird place in his life. He comes from a troubled childhood where his mother died giving birth to his brother Tyler and his dad was abusive to the both of them. After he died, Jesse and his brother ran the family auto shop until Tyler was killed in a car accident. Jesse feels guilty having survived the accident that killed his brother and when he runs into Savannah at the diner, he’s lonely and vulnerable. They knew each other as kids, so fate brings them together at the perfect time when they need each other the most.

Where did you get the idea for your story or what was the inspiration for your story? 

I came up with the Savannah character a few years ago but didn’t really have a story for her that seemed to fit. Before the anthology came along, I thought she would be perfect as a character in a fan fiction piece I wrote based on the CW show Supernatural. The entire story and the characters were perfect for Bewitching Desires so I turned them into original characters instead and developed it from there.

What was the hardest part in writing this short story? 

When you really love a story you create, sometimes it takes on a mind of its own. The hardest thing for me with Drifter’s Moon was trimming the story down to a novella size.

Do you see yourself continuing this character(s) into another project?

Yes, I plan on making it a series called The Darker South. It’s a spinoff of my first novel, The Darker Curiosity that comes out later this year. In Drifter’s Moon, Savannah briefly mentions the antique store she manages called The Darker Curiosity. The store’s owner hires her and Jesse to travel the South to procure cursed and haunted objects for the store. It’s in these travels that we see Savannah and Jesse’s relationship really develop as they fight even more evil forces than they faced in Drifter’s Moon, and enjoy some romance in between.

Are you working on anything new currently?

I’m working on edits for The Darker Curiosity and more spin off stories that will eventually become a series of their own. I like that my paranormal stories all relate to each other but have a different vibe from the original. I’m also working on an adult non paranormal novel as well.

Is there anything you want to say to the reader?

Just that I hope they enjoy Drifter’s Moon and come along for Savannah and Jesse’s future adventures!

Excerpt from Drifters Moon

I eased out of  my jacket, kicked my boots off, and shuffled toward the bathroom. Before I went in, I glanced over my shoulder. His gaze was still on me. I left the door open just a crack and told myself it was because I might’ve overheated from the shower steam, but I knew better. As my Granny often asked me, “Oh little Savannah, what spell are you weaving now?”  

The bathroom was clean, so I got naked and turned the nozzle in anticipation of the hot stream of water but nothing came out but a dry squeak.

“Oh come on!”

I fidgeted with the other nozzles and was relieved when water came gushing out of the faucet to run a bath. I didn’t look forward to a phone call to creepy Jude to complain about not being able to bathe. I inspected the tub before I sat my bare ass in it. It passed my standards.

Shit. I had forgotten my overnight bag in Jesse’s truck. Oh well, I’ll just have him go out and get it later since I was already naked. In addition to the generic motel soap, I spotted a bottle of bubble bath on the counter by the sink. I opened it and took a sniff.

Lavender… the key ingredient in a love spell.

After I poured in a generous amount, I caught a glimpse of myself in the medicine cabinet mirror. Something was different. Was it my hair? It looked a little drabby as opposed to its usual chestnut shine, but that wasn’t it. Oh well. I turned away from my reflection and climbed into the tub. I stretched out and dunked underneath the water to let the soothing warmth envelope me. The moment was mine. Almost.

Something slid across my throat like the movement one makes with their finger when they slide it from one ear to the other signifying sudden death.

I bolted up to the surface.

Every hair on my body stood up in the icy draft that hovered around the tub. My overactive thoughts raced in the quiet of the bathroom in competition with the echoed drip of the faucet.

“Savaaaaaaannah.” A faint whisper danced in my ear. I panned around the bathroom, but I was still alone.

“Jesse?”

A few seconds later, my handsome companion stood in the doorway holding the bottle of whiskey.

“You rang?”

“Did you just call my name?”

His look of confusion told me he hadn’t. He took a deep pull off the bottle.

“No. You’re not falling asleep in here and dreaming, are you?”

He leaned against the door frame and rested his head on his arm. The movement made the bottom of his t-shirt rise over the top of his jeans to the point where I caught a glimpse of his stomach… and his happy trail.  Did I mention I had a thing for happy trails?

“Maybe I’m just hearing things.”

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From an early age, Michele Mohr had a passion for storytelling and would write sequels to her favorite books in crayon while sitting in her backyard at her family’s picnic table. Growing up in a haunted house ignited her passion for the paranormal and when other kids her age read fairy tales and comic books, she read Stephen King and Anne Rice. She fell in love with the craft of writing in college while pursuing an art degree and became creatively charged while living in New York City. She currently resides in Nashville, TN with her three rescue dogs and one diva cat. When she’s not writing, she’s talking about writing with fans and other authors on social media or binge watching episodes of Supernatural and The Walking Dead.

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