Witchmageddon Giveaway--Zoraida Grey Book Launch by Sorchia DuBois

Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen—Book 2 in my Gothic Fantasy Romance trilogy—officially hit the virtual stands on August 1. I’ll be celebrating the new book with a plethora of playful promotions. Here are a few:

• Are you a good witch or a bad witch? Compare your sign of the Zodiac with my Zoraida Grey characters. Go to my Witchmageddon Page to see all the links. 

• Enter to win a unique handmade birthstone pendant, signed print copies of ZG1 AND ZG2, e-copies of Zg1 and 2, Tarot Readings by yours truly, a bundle of books by award winning authors. Entry Form Below. 

• Get Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen for a reduced price for a limited time. 

• 99¢ SALE on the first book in the series, Zoraida Grey and the Family Stones, until AUGUST 3. Go HERE to grab your 99¢ copy. 

This week is the big book launch of Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen. As the second book in the series, I think it’s pretty good but it was a witch to write. My publisher wants all books to stand alone so I had to sum up book 1 in the beginning without being too boring and leave the ending open-- since there is one more book to come—but not too open.

I packed it as full of adventure and a specific quest for the main character to complete within the confines of the one book as possible. It still ends with a cliffhanger some readers may not like. Personally, I love books that end on cliffhangers—as long as the next book is coming soon. Heck, I’ve waited years for the next Outlander book and the wait does not spoil the enjoyment in any way.

As it happens, I have the last book in the series nearly ready to go to the editor, so I hope to have the series complete and published by late 2018 or early 2019. In the middle of fall, I have an anthology of short stories about the Zoraida Grey characters to while away time between big book launches. Then I’ll be on to something else—several stand-alone books before I start a new series, I think.

While I’m anxious to start something new, I’m going to miss these characters. I’ve spent the last three years getting to know them. I already feel as if I’ve just wished bon voyage to one of my kids.

Tell me your stand on cliffhanger endings. Are you for ‘em or agin ‘em?

Here is the blurb and a little excerpt from Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen. Don't forget to scroll down to enter the Witchmageddon Giveaway.

Magic may save Zoraida’s skin, but what about her heart?

Zoraida Grey needs help. With the witchy Logan clan holding her best friend hostage in a haunted Scottish castle, she can’t trust anyone—certainly not beguiling but dangerous Shea Logan. And Al, her overprotective boyfriend, doesn’t believe in magic.

Only one creature strikes fear in the blackened hearts of the Logan witches. Trouble is Jock disappeared five centuries ago leaving a trail of destruction across the Gulf of Mexico. Now he’s stepped into a steaming pile of Voodoo.

Can Zoraida drag wayward Jock back to Scotland? And what’s she supposed to do with two men who promise completely different futures?

A Scottish wizard, stripped naked and painted blue—a Voodoo priestess bent on immortality—a yacht-load of Caribbean pirates. What can possibly go wrong?

Buy Links (a universal link that hooks up with several different book sellers):

https://books2read.com/ZoraidaGrey2

Excerpt:

Sun-bleached gravel crunches as we step from the soft bracken of the path onto the rocky river bank. Translucent waves of heat rise from the simmering sand. A cobalt blue sky and looming gray bluffs reflect in the rippling, slow moving stream. From his perch on a locust tree beside the stream, a kingfisher surveys us with a bright black eye. Shea kneels by the stream’s edge, splashing his neck and arms.

Eddies in the stream play with leaves and twigs, swirling around stones and water lilies. I jog past Shea and wade straight out into the creek, clothes and all. My hair billows into a wispy cloud as I sink through the spring-cold waters toward the rocky streambed. If only the current could wash away the damned fog that settled over me as soon as I caught sight of Castle Logan—or was it when I caught sight of Shea Logan? But the cold water can’t perform miracles. My lungs scream for air, and I resurface no better off than before.

Shea crouches on the creek bank like a woodland satyr—Pan himself, maybe. He squeezes water from his black hair and shakes it loose against the dusky skin of his shoulders. The hint of a smile tugs the corners of his lips, and I lapse into a dream of kissing them until they are swollen. But Zhu’s life depends on what I do next, and Shea Logan remains an unknown quantity. 

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