Happy Halloween and Blessed Samhain to all! Just a quick note to let you all know The Black Act Book 5: Witch Twins Haunted is now available at Amazon, Kobo, Smashwords, and Nook. Details, buy links, and an excerpt below. This is probably my favorite part of the serial novel. Book 5 includes scenes that were taken from the original short story, Queen of Samhain, which inspired the novel. Plus there’s a run in with a nasty earth slug.
The Black Act Book 5: Witch Twins Haunted
by Louise Bohmer
About: The history of a curse is filled with bloody battles, bitter hatred, and dark secrets.
Through five generations, ghosts of war haunt the wise women. When the rebellion of Glenna ends, their curse sleeps bound in the Tunnels of the Dead, waiting for its chance to re-awaken the war between the wood people and Dalthwein clans. Claire, a wise woman born in the valley of the fae, unwittingly helps it escape imprisonment, while her twin sister Anna receives psychic glimpses of ancient secrets she must unravel. With her scribe teacher Rosalind, she also struggles to uncover the reasons behind Claire’s strange behavior, ever escalating since the death of their guild mother, Grianne.
The Age of the Wise Women will cease if the curse does not end with Anna and Claire. Perhaps inheriting the mistakes of their ancestors and learning the truths of their identities will bring great suffering for these witch twins.
In The Black Act Book 5: Witch Twins Haunted Glenna sneaks into the elder main house, where she faces dire consequences and life shattering truths. The phantom woman takes Claire to the wastelands, but Claire has a change of heart about carrying on the curse. However, it may be too late to refuse the ghosts of her ancestors.
Excerpt: “Glenna, no. Let her go. Stop!”
It pained her not to heed Rothrien’s plea, but she couldn’t listen. If she turned back and let her sister go, she risked losing everything in her life she cherished.
She held up her skirts and swung her legs over the fallen oak that marked their meeting place. Saranna wasn’t far ahead, and she’d slowed her pace. She hadn’t yet discovered Glenna behind her. Glenna slowed to a fast walk to keep her approach as near soundless as possible.
I am hunter. She is prey. Only one chance.
The thought stopped her. She ducked behind a thick cottonwood, taking time to gather her senses after the phantoms’ assault. She placed her hands on the cool, deeply wrinkled bark and laid her forehead against the tree.
She’ll tell. She’s angry with you—hurt—she’ll tell.
Tasting blood, she stopped biting her tongue to hold back the screams of ‘shut up.’ Instead, she whispered to Goddard and Corrigan, “She’s my sister. I won’t harm her. Not like last time.”
Then you will never see Rothrien again.
Her hand slid beneath her apron and she found the fine silver belt that held her dagger. She closed her eyes. Tears escaped as she slid the iron blade from its scabbard. Daring a glance around the trunk, she found Saranna had stopped to rest. She sat at the side of the path, using the trunk of a large birch to support her. Her eyes appeared to be closed.
Staying behind the cover of trees, Glenna moved forward as she watched her sister from between the gaps in the branches. She held the dagger behind her and she alternated glances between Saranna and the ground, careful not to step on anything that might make enough noise to give her away.