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11/27/2020

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Blood Magic
Realm Wardens Series Book 1
by Bobbi Schemerhorn
Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy 

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Can an ex-warrior, lost soul, and thief stop magic from falling into the wrong hands?

Dufin an ex-warrior dwarf now a mine working botanist, finds peace and purpose in his gardens with his flowers. But he is pulled away from his serenity by his king. An important package must be taken to the High Kingdom.
A mission he shouldn’t do on his own.
Enya, a human raised by dwarfs struggles with fitting in. Loved by the dwarf mother who raised her, but despised by the dwarf she longed to call father.
Jardeth, a thief too sophisticated for the brothel he was found in. A roamer, traveller happy to go where possible treasures may lie. His true intentions carefully concealed from those closest to him.
What does the package they carry contain? Will it throw the world into chaos or is it a peaceful gesture between two kingdoms?



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​ “Shadow creatures? Ha!” Enya shook her head as she attempted to lean against a lamp pole. “I’m surprised at you, Master Warrior, believing such tales. They’re just horror stories parents tell their naughty children to keep them in line.”
“Aire ye armed or no’?”
“Urm...” She patted herself down and smiled when her hand hit something solid in her pocket. She pulled out a flask and lifted it to her ear. The sound of sloshing liquid put a wide grin on her face. “I am, indeed, Rusty-McRust-Rust.” She twisted off the cap and drunkenly lifted the flask to her lips, puckering as it got closer, as if in anticipation of a kiss.
Dufin slapped the flask from her hand and replaced it with a dagger. He wasn’t keen on having to do battle that night but was ready if need be.
Enya wobbled and looked at the knife like she had never seen one before. She opened her mouth to speak when a flutter of movement caught her attention out of the corner of her eye, between two tiny buildings across the street. The stores were closed, and had been for hours, so it made it difficult to get a good look.
“Did you see that?” She asked as she seemed to steady herself. “Hey,” she shouted towards the two buildings.
“Come, lass,” Dufin said pulling her with him. “We’re not equipped tae fight shadow creatures.”
As the words dropped from his mouth a darkness pulled away from the building down the street. The foul smell of sulphur filled their noses. The figure was hunched and appeared to be dragging its leg behind it. The only sound it made was of the limb scrapping along the cobblestone.
Dufin squared his shoulders, he was a master warrior not a coward. Outmatched and ill equipped, it mattered not, he would not run. Enya stepped up beside him, solid and seemingly sober. She faced the dark walkway between the buildings where the movement first caught her eye. The scraping grew louder and Dufin gripped his blade tighter. He cared not that no one believed him about the shadow creatures. With his own eyes he had seen the unworldly beasts tear his beloved to pieces before disappearing back into shadow.

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The Gift
Realm Wardens Series Book 2 ​

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To prevent the rise of evil, rules must be broken.

The assassin, Niviel Darke, is the best in all of Totriga Realm and several others. His services are expensive but worth it. The agency he works for has one rule: protect the client list or die.
The dryad spends his days tending his forest and nights watching the stars. Occasionally, he would use his magic to help visitors bearing gifts. He too lived by one rule: never harm another living creature. Ever.
The assassin and the dryad’s paths cross when a very powerful man, Drummond Amberaull, informed Niviel he has the assassin’s client list. If he wants to protect the list and his life, Niviel must journey to the Dwarf Kingdom for answers. To keep his magic from the High King's nefarious intentions, the dryad must join Niviel.
Niviel’s plans for the year didn’t entail a five month journey, but he must protect his client list. The dryad only wishes to remain with his forest but the uncertainty of the kings desires for him frightens him more than leaving his life behind. Both are faced with a choice neither wants to make.



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​ Crouched in front of a bakers shop, Niviel wore the ragged clothes of a beggar. His face was smudged with dirt, his short salt-and-pepper hair in disarray, and he smelled as if he had rolled in a pile of horse shit. He held his hand out to the passersby for any spare coins they might have, but this part of Gloverree was the poor end of town and not many had anything to spare. A few would drop a copper piece into his dirty hand, and an old woman took pity on him and gave him a hunk of bread to eat. Several elves stopped to give him elven blessings of good will and prosperity, since he was one of their own.
Gloverree was a growing town of several thousand that hugged the eastern border of Misandria Region with a mixed population of elves and humans. Because of this Niviel did little to conceal his pointed ears. When he traveled to other cities he would do what he could to hide them. A few more people passed him by and he lifted his hand for an offering. The coins really were the least of his concern, though; he was in the perfect position to keep an eye on the rundown inn across the potholed dirt road.
When he spotted a man in a long black coat and a woman in a cloak enter the inn, he waited another ten minutes. His eyes searched the front of the inn for a sign of their location. The curtains in a second floor window shut abruptly.
Sloppy, he thought.
Several minutes later the man in the long coat stepped out the front door by himself. Niviel kept his head low, his hand held out to the others on the street. The man in the coat gave no indication he noticed Niviel.
Niviel bit the inside of his cheek. His target should know better—head always on a swivel. He followed the man with his eyes, and when he disappeared around the corner Niviel waited another five minutes before he approached the inn.
He had scouted the area earlier and knew there was no back entrance to the inn. There were only eight rooms on the second floor, three rooms which were occupied. He knew exactly where he needed to go. As he came to his feet, he shed the tattered rags to reveal a sleek tan jacket with leather elbow patches, the style commonly worn by the working class of Gloverree. As if he had turned invisible nobody took notice of the beggar turned worker. He wiped his face clean, tidied his hair while he stepped across the road. He skillfully missed the potholes and strode into the inn.
The woman behind the counter barely looked up from the paper she was reading when he walked past her without a word. His soft soled shoes didn’t even make a sound on the worn hardwood floor. Taking the stairs two at a time he reached the second floor. Counting to the third door on the front of the inn he knocked lightly.
“Yes?” a meek woman’s voice came from the other side.
“Soleena Colette?”
“Who’s asking?”
“Lefflyn Callesyn sent me to come get you.”
The door cracked open and the pale face of a woman peeked through. “Real—”
With one hand on the door and the other over the woman’s mouth, Niviel forced his way into the room. He moved smooth and quick, she barely had time to react. He closed the door behind him and spun Soleena around, her back pressed up against him. Her breathing was erratic, and she was grabbing her stomach. He looked down.
“Hmm, pregnant,” he said more to himself, noting her full belly. “So sloppy.” He pulled one of the chairs from the table, placed it in the center of the room and pushed her into it. He gagged her before she could say a word then tied her wrists together behind her back and her ankles to the legs of the chair. She sobbed hysterically as Niviel worked.
When he was done, he knelt in front of her and looked up. He pursed his lips and sighed heavily before standing. He grabbed the second chair and put it in front of her. He moved to the window to look down the street, careful not to disturb the curtain. He didn’t want Lefflyn to notice and not come back, although he was pretty sure the man would return regardless.
Niviel stood at the window for a few moments then sat on the edge of the bed, near the head just behind and to the right of Soleena. She continued sobbing, and when the doorknob turned her sobs became louder. Niviel stood, straightened his coat, smoothed down the front then pulled a knife from a leather band around his forearm.
Lefflyn stepped in quickly, turning to close the door before actually looking into the room. “I’m sorry darling I wanted to ma—” He froze as he turned and his eyes met Niviel’s. Belatedly, he grabbed for the knife on his belt.
“Sit,” Niviel said, holding the knife to Soleena’s throat.
He did as he was commanded and sat in the chair facing Soleena. “I didn’t think they were going to send you. I should have known better. You don’t have to do this.”
Niviel tossed a rope with loops on the ends to Lefflyn. “Toss the knife to the side. Put your hands behind your back and through the loops, then give it a tug.”
“Niviel—”
“Your hands.” He pressed the knife to the woman’s throat and her sobs turned into muffled screams.
“Shh, shh, it’s going to be okay, I promise,” Lefflyn said to her as he did as he was told. “She’s with child, Niviel. Let her go, please. You don’t have to do this.”
Niviel glared at the man. “It was your job to kill her. The bastard child is of no consequence. I wouldn’t be here if you just followed through with your contract. The contract is the only thing that matters.”
“I couldn’t do it—when I found out who she was. You don’t understand.”
“What don’t I understand? You reneged on a contract. You betrayed your client. This leaves a black mark on us all.”
“It’s not like it’s never been done before.”
“The client has put a hit on you. You know what that means. You might as well have posted your client list in all the taverns in town, the penalty is the same. The second contract cannot be ignored.”
“Let me explain, I have my reasons.”
“What reason could you possibly have?” Niviel asked.
Lefflyn looked at Soleena, and his eyes softened. “She was my first love. Her family sold her when she reached childbearing age and I thought I’d never see her again. That’s why I joined the agency. When I got the contract and realized who I was supposed to kill...the instant I saw her I fell in love all over again.”
“That’s the reason you double-crossed your client?”
“What other reason could there possibly be, if not for love.”
“Love is for children and imbeciles.”
“Coming from a man who clearly has never loved.” Lefflyn’s eyes hardened again as he glared at Niviel.
Niviel knelt in front of him, one hand still on the woman. “We are assassins. We have no need for love. It is a distraction. It clouds your thoughts.” He glanced from Soleena and back to Lefflyn. “It is weakness.” He stood and moved behind Soleena once again. “Tell me, is the bastard child yours?”
“Please, Niviel.”
“Answer the question.”
“No.”
“No, it’s not yours or no you will not answer the question? Come, brother, complete your dishonour, die as a coward would, shaking in his fear.”
Lefflyn thrust his chin out. “No, the child is not mine. But it is no bastard either. Her husband is the adulterer, not her. Instead of leaving her he put a contract out on her. Can you not see how sick that is? He hired us to kill his wife and unborn child.”
“It’s not our job to judge. It’s our job to fulfill the contracts we take. And now I must clean up your mess.” Niviel stepped back and removed his coat, then started rolling up his sleeves.
“Niviel, please. Let her go. She can run to Misandria Region, her husband can’t touch her there. He doesn’t need to know. Please.”
As Lefflyn begged Niviel took a larger knife from a belt hidden by his coat. Soleena’s eyes widened in horror as he approached her.
“Niviel—brother—”
Niviel knelt next to Soleena, his hand on her shoulder. “This isn’t personal, I hope you understand. If he had just done his job you would have died peacefully in your sleep. It’s because of Mr. Callesyn that I must kill you this way.”
Her eyes darted to Lefflyn, large, fat teardrops streaking her face.
Niviel placed the tip of the blade on her belly and prepared to stand when Lefflyn shouted, “Niviel stop! It isn’t always black and white. Remember your one rule, the one standard you live by.”
Niviel paused, pulling the blade away.
“She’s innocent in all this, she did nothing wrong. Contract or not, she’s not the one who should be punished.”
“I have a contract.” Niviel stood to face Lefflyn.
“Yes, for me, the contract is for me. My contract was for her.”
“The contract is for both of you,” Niviel said and started for Soleena again.
“But the child! The child is innocent. The child has done nothing wrong and you didn’t even know about the child, right? The contract never stipulated there was a child.”
Niviel stepped away and paced the room behind the woman. Lefflyn knew Niviel had a hard-standing rule to never kill the innocent. He chose his contracts carefully to ensure he would only kill those who deserved it. He didn’t know if Soleena was the adulterer or not, but he knew the baby had done nothing wrong.
“The Commissioner of Oaths will know if I don’t complete the contract.”
“Come now, you’re smarter than that. Plus, the old crone who works in this city won’t know the difference. Just tell her you sent your own people to clean things up.”
Niviel lifted an eyebrow. “You’ve never dealt with the old crone before, obviously.”
“You’ll think of something. Please, Niviel.”
Niviel set his shoulders and smoothed down the front of his shirt. “Say your goodbyes.”
Lefflyn leaned forward to the sobbing Soleena. “I love you with every inch of my soul. I will search for you in the afterlife so that we may be together forever.”
Niviel stepped behind him, pulling him back, his hand under his chin, knife to throat. Lefflyn opened his eyes and pulled his shoulders back, taking a deep breath. Niviel couldn’t help but feel a bit of respect for the man. In his final moments he at least attempted to hold onto some honour by dying with his eyes open.
One smooth motion over his throat sliced the now bulging veins on his neck, blood spraying over Soleena, Niviel released Lefflyn’s chin. Lefflyn coughed, spitting blood up. After a few seconds he slumped in his chair. Niviel sliced the skin from Lefflyn’s forearm, a tattoo of a dagger through an eye, the tip of the blade on a diamond, the symbol of his chapter. He wrapped it in a piece of leather.
He knelt in front of the woman again and removed her gag. The two locked eyes for a long moment. He could see she was struggling to contain her sobs. Niviel contemplated his next decision carefully, if anyone were to ever find out he would be as good as dead himself. “Was Lefflyn telling the truth? Your husband was the unfaithful one?”
A sneer crossed the woman’s face. “He has many mistresses, when he tires of them he has them killed. The idea of being a father didn’t sit well with him.”
“If I let you go free you are to disappear. You leave this city; you leave this region.”
“I’ll go to Misandria.”
“No, you will go farther. You will go east to Ursena Lake. Ask for the Ursena people to allow you to pass.”
“That’s suicide! I’m seven months pregnant, and that’s at least a five-month journey. If the Ursena people deny me passage—”
“I could just kill you and your child now.”
Another long moment of silence, a standoff between the two of them, but Niviel knew he would win.
Soleena gave a small nod.
Niviel stood and cut off Soleena’s right ear, which had a distinct birthmark on it. He placed it on another piece of leather.
She screamed out, “Why?”
“I need proof, this was the proof requested.” He wrapped it with the other leather wrap and placed them into a pouch. “If I find out you didn’t do as I said; if I hear but a whisper of your existence, I will come for you. I will finish what I was sent here to do today. Do you understand, Mrs. Colette?” He untied her hands and handed her a handkerchief. She pressed it to where her ear had been and nodded again.
Niviel grabbed a shirt that was lying on the bed, cleaned his blade, and sheathed it. He took the pitcher of water and poured it into the basin where he washed the blood from his hands and arms. After drying himself, he checked the rest of himself for any blood, then unrolled his sleeves and put his coat back on. He placed the leather pouch in the outer pocket of his coat.
All the while Soleena watched him.
“Well get your things together, Mrs. Colette. You can’t stay here.”
She scurried about the room ramming things into her bag. She pulled a money pouch from what Niviel decided was Lefflyn’s belongings. She kissed him on his cooling forehead and whispered something Niviel couldn’t hear, nor did he care. Tired of waiting, her grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her from the room.
Knowing there was no back door, instead he took her through the narrow hallway to a window, which he opened and gestured for her to go. Without a word she squeezed herself through the window. He tossed her belongings at her once she was outside. She put the hood of her cloak over her head and rushed down the back alley.
It was the last he ever saw of her.


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Tor
Realm Wardens Series Book 3 

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When who you were born to be isn’t who you are meant to become.

Tor is an orc stuck between two worlds.
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She was born to be a warrior, but was raised to be a healer.

Tor was sent to the Rejuvenation Monastery at a young age. Cast out by her father for dishonouring the family. She was forced to denounce her warrior upbringing to become a healer.

Tor is warned on two fronts that a threat is coming.

But she doesn’t know when or where it’s coming.

Can Tor find this threat before it becomes fatal? Who or what is she looking for? Will she be forced to make a choice between being a warrior or a healer?

If you like dark, epic fantasy with a touch of humour then Tor is for you. Learn more about the Realm Wardens world and her peoples in this third instalment in the series.

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​Tor left her bag and ventured into the woods. In a few short minutes she was able to catch two birds, and on her way back she spotted some wild mushrooms and carrots. She knelt to check the mushrooms, as the wrong kind could kill them. As she inspected the size and markings, a rustling came from behind. It wasn’t human, or human-like. If it were the orcs, she wondered how they’d have got through the swamps and across the bridge without them seeing. Perhaps they’d already been on this side of the swamp when they arrived. Either way, if they were trying to sneak up on her, they were doing a piss-poor job of it.
Then the smell of sulfur hit her nose, and the air seemed to get heavy. The forest appeared darker, denser. Tor dropped her catch on the ground and pulled an arrow from the quiver on her back. She nocked it and steadied herself. She may be a cleric, but she was also a highly skilled hunter. Which meant she had perfect aim.
The rustling in the trees came from all sides, indicating there were several people. Tor squinted into the growing darkness, taking a deep breath and whispering an incantation to bring a small bit of light into the area, encircling her. It wasn’t much, but it would allow her to at least see the silhouettes of her pursuers.
Not wanting to kill anyone, she spoke out. “I’m here peacefully. I am a healer from the Rejuvenation Monastery. I’m on a pilgrimage to the western region.” They didn’t need to know she wasn’t. “Nothing more. If I have trespassed on your land, I beg your forgiveness.” There was no response but for the rustling of the trees and the underbrush.
Tor rotated on the spot to ensure no one would come from behind and catch her off guard. That’s when the Shadow caught her eye. The form stepped into her tiny circle of light and she couldn’t contain the gasp that escaped her lips.
She had never seen anything like it before. She’d heard the descriptions and read the stories, but had never seen it with her own eyes. The creature who was once a man stared at her from behind milky-white eyes that had not seen clearly in many years. The skin on its face was rotted away in places, and the armor it wore was dented and rusty, and centuries old. The shield, made of rotted wood, would be used better for a fire than for protection. The sword that hung from an arm that was more bone than muscle and skin was long and thin, coming to a sharp point.
“I mean you no harm,” Tor said again. She knew it was foolish, and she didn’t even know if the Shadow soldier understood her or let alone cared. She didn’t want to raise her bow to the creature, but it moved closer and closer toward her.
She was about to speak again when a second stepped out on the other side. He was her height, had one broken tusk, and was missing an eye. One arm was much smaller, and a pale white color that was an obvious mismatch to the green skin of the Once-orc warrior.
It lifted its white arm, which held a battle-ax that looked much too small for a soldier his size. Tor couldn’t hesitate or try to reason any further; she had to defend herself and go against her religion of healing. She made a small prayer to her Goddess Thanroota to stand next to her in battle. In a swift, smooth motion she lifted her bow, pulled back, and released the arrow, catching the Once-orc in his remaining eye. He staggered back, grabbing at it, as his companion charged forward.
One leg was slightly longer than the other, and he had an odd limp. Its mouth was wide, and a raspy sound she could only assume was a war cry came out. She quickly pulled another arrow and let it loose, with barely enough time. It was so close to her that the force of the arrow drove it straight through the back of its skull. It staggered and fell back.
Once-orc yanked at the arrow from its one eye and again started for Tor. She went to reach for another arrow when a third Shadow moved from behind the trees, then another, then a fifth. She was ill-equipped, foolish to not have at least brought a sword, although she had a decent hunting knife. Even if she was barehanded, she was orc and they were born warriors.
Tor stepped to the side, angling herself to see the other three. They were attempting to surround her. She yanked her hunting knife free with one hand while still holding onto the bow in the other. It was a simple hunting bow, nothing more, and not one orc warriors carried, but it was sturdy all the same.
When the remaining four came toward her, Tor widened her stance and bent her knees. She howled a war cry she had not heard in years, surprising herself that she remembered it. “I am the sword of Thanroota!” she shouted. “You will die at my feet!”
They charged her all at once and Tor spun to the right, using her bow like a staff and striking Once-orc in the face. He staggered back a step as she came back around and sliced at a Once-man soldier, who sported a large gash down the center of his face. Tor’s attack severed the tendon that seemed to be the only thing keeping his upper arm attached to his lower arm, and the part holding his weapon dropped to the ground.
Tor was struck with a shield on the back and was knocked off balance. She took two uneasy steps before regaining her balance and spun just in time to block a sword with her bow. Once-man had picked up his sword up with another arm that was not original to him. His strike cracked her bow, but did not break it.
With gritted teeth Tor shoved him back, but another attacker, a woman, half human and half elf, slashed her arm open. Warm blood ran down her bicep and she hissed in pain. But there was no time to think about the injury as she was struck again with a shield, this time pushing her closer to the Once-orc. His sword was ready, and in the right position to impale her.
Without even a second thought, instinct kicked in and she chanted a simple shielding spell. As the static grew she did what she could to avoid the blade and sidestepped, ramming into the last of the attackers.
He was shorter, but was able to grab her around the waist. He’d once been a dwarf. The static reached its peak, but Tor swore under her breath when she realized her own spell’s strength and type of magic had been altered and would become unpredictable. But it was too late, she had already cast it. With a small drop in the air pressure, the magic was released and, enhanced by the High Kingdom magic, there was a small explosion.
Instead of the shield surrounding Tor in a protective bubble, it became electrified and blew her attackers away. It was if lightning had emanated from her shield and struck the four remaining soldiers, frying them into a second death.
Tor stood in the center of the destruction, and even the trees in the small circle were charred and singed. “Huh. Not quite what I wanted it to do, but I guess that works.” She put her knife back in its holder, then walked over to where the Once-orc had dropped his sword and picked it up. She couldn’t see the quality in the dim light of the woods, but it was heavy. It might be a good sword to have if running into Shadow soldiers was going to be a regular occurrence.
She silently thanked her goddess for helping her in battle, gathered what was left of her catch, and headed out of the woods to where the others were camped.
The little bit she understood of the Shadow creatures was that they would not come out in the daylight. As long as there was enough light outside of the woods, they would not follow. But, once night fell and they were in complete darkness, that would be another matter. If there were more Shadows in the woods they would need to keep watch overnight.
Nearly free from the woods an arm came out from behind a tree, catching her in the chest. She was thrown back a couple feet, landing on her back. Tor coughed and wheezed for breath as the air was pushed from her lungs.
A creature stepped out from its hiding spot at the edge of the trees, only a few steps away. Her safety was within reach, yet not. The creature’s arm dangled from its shoulder, and only a few rotted pieces of flesh kept it from dropping to the ground.
It must have snapped loose when it struck Tor in the chest. Tor could hear the scrambling of feet behind her, and when she looked over her shoulder the woods had once again been enveloped in unnatural darkness. The sulfur in the air grew stronger, telling her there were more than just these seven creatures.
She scrambled to her feet, took a deep breath, and barreled toward the soldier in front of her. She could only hope it didn’t pull out a blade of some kind as she struck him. As she got closer, she dropped her shoulder and upper body, and struck the creature in its midsection, tossing it out into the sunlight as she broke out of the woods.
It slammed to the ground, losing its arm, and hissing and howling as it tried to make its way back to the darkness. Tor heaved in a breath as she watched over a dozen Shadow soldiers line up along the tree line, staying in darkness. Then, a second later, disappear as they moved away.
She watched until she was certain she couldn’t see any more of the creatures. It was going to make for a very long night if they decided to come out of the woods.
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Bobbi Schemerhorn was born in Nova Scotia, but raised in Alberta. She has lived all across Canada, living in at least five different provinces, thanks to her military husband. Bobbi enjoys watching a variety of TV shows and movies; she is a Sims 2 playing fool, and loves working with her hands making crafts. Although she has no human children she does have one beautiful kitty who has reached her 19th year.
Bobbi is self-published in the fantasy genre. She has dabbled in Steampunk and Greek Mythology as well as Urban and Epic. Outside of her own writing Bobbi takes pride in helping her fellow authors with their work with her content editing and beta reading. She is known for her tough love both in her professional and personal life.



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Can you, for those who don't know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author?
As far back as I can remember I always had a big imagination. I spent a great deal of time on my own when I was a kid, and I would spend that time playing with my Barbie’s, making up stories and taking them on adventures. There are days when I wish I could go back to those simple times! So much to my delight when the Sims came to life! But that is a different story for a different day.
My earliest memories of writing were in seventh grade. We were given a journal and got to write for an hour a week. It could be about anything, what you did on the previous weekend, what you were going to do the coming weekend, what you did during the week. It didn’t matter, it was up to us. I wrote stories. The only one I remember was a horrible fanfic of Ghostbusters. It was bad, which made it oh so glorious!
Well then as I moved up through the grades and got older the writing fell away. I took up performing arts in high school but it never quite felt right to me. I thought I wanted to be on stage, but it turned out, not so much.
It wasn’t until around 2008 that a story had come to me. I did a great deal of day dreaming while walking on the treadmill and a whole story and characters just flooded at me. I wrote that story from about 2008 to 2012 but never did anything with it. I did do a lot of whining and moaning that I wanted to be a writer, but never did anything about it.
I was laid off from an IT job that I despised in 2012. In my moment of despair I said to my husband that I didn’t know what I was going to do now. His words and I quote, “Now you write. You put up or shut up about it.” So I did, and I’ve been writing ever since.

What do you do to unwind and relax?
I do a few things. About a year or so back I caved and got a VR system. I admit it was because there was a particular game I wanted to play. Beat Saber, I play this nearly every day and I have to say I’m pretty good. I certainly wouldn’t video myself doing it for others to see, but I can hold my own!
I also do other gaming. I call myself nerd-adjacent, because I like to game, but not all the time. I ebb and flow. When I ebb though, you’ll find me controlling lives in Sims 2(only sims 2 because it’s the best out of the franchise. Don’t get me started!) Taking over lands in Age of Empires, or killing squishy things in Ratchet and Clank. I’ve also been known to raid some tomes.
The biggest thing I do to unwind is craft. I work with sculpy clay and for some time I used to make Christmas bear ornaments. But last year I switched to dragons I’ve come up with a few ideas of different types of dragons. I find this to be very relaxing.

Where were you born/grew up at?
I was born in Dartmouth Nova Scotia, but only spent about six months there before my parents were moved to Jakarta, Indonesia. We lived there for a little over a year before returning home to Canada and moved to Edmonton, Alberta. Edmonton and the surrounding area is where I spent most my life.

When did you first consider yourself a writer?
There are still days when I have a hard time thinking of myself as a writer. I think like most of us I suffer a bit from imposter’s syndrome. So I have to remind myself that this is who I am.
But that first moment when I thought myself a writer was when I sold a book to a complete stranger for the first time.
It was my first book signing at a small book store in my home town. A complete stranger came up to me asked me about the book that I was selling and what it was about. We talked for about ten minutes and I honestly didn’t think she was going to buy it. Then she shocked me, she grabbed not just the first book in the series I was promoting at the signing but all four of the books. She paid for them and asked me to sign them.
When she walked away, I thought, yup, I made it. I’m a writer. That was in 2018, six years after I started writing full time.

Do you have a favorite movie?
I have a few movies that I can continue to go back to. They are Practical Magic, Real Genius, and Battle LA.

How did you come up with the concept and characters for the book?
After writing Mechanical Dragons I wanted to write a series that I could carry on for dozens of books. I wanted to make sure too that as the books carried forward it wouldn’t start to feel saturated.
I knew I also wanted to try something completely different from what I had already written. In this series I wanted to follow in a few different footsteps. Stephen King and the writers of the MCU. Strange combo right?
Let me break it down a bit, Mr. King did something in all his books right from the start of his career that I thoroughly envy and wish I had the foresight to do. He carried characters, themes, and places into each book. Many with very subtle references, some with downright finger pointing. I so badly wanted to do this but by the time I figured out his connections it was far too late for me to do it.
Which brings me to MCU. What I wouldn’t give to sit down with the writers that put those first 21 movies together that lead up to End Game. It was truly brilliant and I’m awe struck. The intertwining of the story, the characters crossing over each other and each character getting their own day in the sun.
So this brings me to the Realm Wardens series. Obviously events, places, and people would be the same across each book. Right? I wanted my books to highlight only one maybe two characters per book, and I wanted the books to be able to stand on their own. Unfortunately that doesn’t happen with Tor, in order to understand the events of Tor you have to read Blood Magic and The Gift first. But each of these books follow different characters, I show them intertwine with each other and show how the main event of the three books affects each of them.
Instead of each book picking up where the last left off, like the MCU each book has its own separate story to tell all leading to their own main event, but also connecting to the first.
I also wanted the characters to be very different from each other. I found inspiration for the different races in the Realm Wardens by a few sources. Tolkien of course was a big influencer, but also D&D, WOW, and a mobile game called Empires and Puzzles. I’ve changed many things about the races we have all come to know and love and made them my own, but these are the places I found my inspirations.

Did you learn anything during the writing of your recent book?
I learned so much when I started prepping for this series. With this series while writing book one, Blood Magic, I realized I needed to understand the distances the characters were about to go. I needed to know what towns or cities they would pass by or through.
So I did something I had never done before, I created a map. I grabbed an artist sketch pad from the local craft store and drew out everything. I was amazed at how this opened everything up for me. Not only could I see the world I was creating, but I was starting to see beyond that first book. For the first time I understood what it meant to world build. I built worlds in my other books, but not like this.
I began to develop laws, religions, and traditions of the different regions. In this book I learned how to expand beyond the scope of that first story. It has been very exciting to see the world get larger and grow with each book, new races emerge with their own stories to tell.

What can we expect from you in the future?
I have a number of projects on the horizon. Currently I’m working on a trilogy. It was actually the very first books that I had written and self-published.
I had made a great deal of mistakes with those books, from the execution of the writing, due to lack of experience, and the publishing. You could say that I was the poster child of bad decisions when I wrote and published these three books.
For years they have haunted me, I’ve always wanted to return to them and fix them. Everyone that I spoke with told me to leave them, but I just couldn’t. So about a year and a half ago I pulled them from distribution and added the to my writing schedule. The time has finally come to dig into them. I’ll be rewriting and reimagining the story and I’m extremely excited about it.
That will be the next year of writing for me. The end of 2021 I will be jumping into a passion project. It will be set in a steampunk dystopia type setting, the main character will be suffering from ALS, otherwise known as Lou Gehrig's disease. I won’t make that the focus of the story, but it will play a large role for the main character. That’s set to be written fall 2021.
Then of course will be the next three books in the Realm Wardens Series.

Do you have any “side stories” about the characters?
They all have “side stories” history that can be told. It was a part of creating the world that I needed to fully understand where each character was coming from.
However I do plan on writing a short story about one particular character that we only know by name and never meet. He is a legend in this world his name is Gronk. He strangely was the inspiration for me to write in this world. It did morph into something completely unexpected for me. But Gronk is responsible and I thought since he is such a legend people should know why.
Of course I could always do short stories or novellas for pretty much every character since they all have such rich back stories, but for now, there are only plans for Gronk to get the limelight.

Can you tell us a little bit about the characters in Realm Wardens Series?
Well since each book highlights completely different characters there are a number of them.
Dufin is a mine working, ex-dwarf warrior who prefers to spend his time in his garden.
Enya a human left in the woods when she was five, was raised by dwarves. She struggles daily with the fact that her real family left her to die, and her dwarf father wished she would. So she finds her solace in the bottom of a rum bottle.
Jardeth is a man of mystery. He is swave, slick, and handsome. He can charm the pants off a goblin and the gems out of a dwarve’s pocket.
Niviel is an elf turned assassin. Strangely he is a man with a conscience and will always protect the innocent.
Zaden a tree sprite with a heart of gold and a sweet tooth for sticky buns.
Tor is an orc who was rejected by her family and sent to a monetary ran by man. Where she learns to become a healer and renounces her orc ways of the warrior.
I think that about sums up the main characters of all three books.

Where did you come up with the names in the story?
Most of them I used a fantasy name generator site. I would choose something I like the sound of and google it. If I found I got too many hits with that name I would fiddle with the letters to make it a bit different. Sometimes it would work out well other times I would just scrape it and start over.

Who designed your book covers?
I have used the same graphic artist for all my covers, Streetlight Graphics. Usually when I talk to Glendon, the man in charge, I will have a general idea of what I’m looking for, I will tell him the genre and a bit about the story. Then Glendon and his wonderful team would take it and run.
We tried several different ideas for the Realm Warden covers, but everything I had in my head just wasn’t coming out right. So we opted for simplicity.

Do the characters all come to you at the same time or do some of them come to you as you write?
I always know my main character, sometimes their “friends” or “cohorts” are there as well, but the main character is always the first thing in my mind. The antagonist, or the big bad as I like to call them, are not always so clear. In Blood Magic, Dufin was strong in my mind. I knew him from his muttonchops and glorious beard to his hairy toes. The big bad however was a bit of a shock. It was more a situational big bad rather than a person. This didn’t come to me until much later in the writing. Along with all of Dufin’s counterparts.
The Gift, Niviel and Zaden were clear as day and in Tor, she too was clear. Tor came to me long before Dufin did, but she wasn’t ready to tell her story until the third book. Everyone else just fell into place as I wrote.

Advice you would give new authors?
Oh there is so much to say to new authors, I’ll try and keep it limited. My advice is to remember that most people out there are not competing with you. What I mean by this is I encounter a lot of new writers who feel that helping another author with marketing or spreading the word about their book will take away from their own sales. When that just isn’t the case.
The writing community as a whole is a very supportive and loving environment. Yes, you will encounter some who feel it necessary to tear you down and your work apart because they are insecure about their own position in the world. But for every one of those guys there’s twenty that will jump over the moon to help you. So ask for help.
My second piece of advice, know that your first book or short story isn’t going to be great. Okay, well that’s not necessarily true either, some writers are naturally amazing and hit the mark right out the gate. But the mass majority of us(myself included) our first books are stinkers. And that’s okay, because as a writer you should always be learning and improving. Sending that stinker to beta readers that know what to look for, who are writers themselves can give you some valuable information on how to improve.
My last piece of advice. Don’t be in a rush to publish. Learn from my mistakes. I was in such a rush to publish my book that I didn’t get an editor, my cover art was done by people who didn’t know how to make cover art, and were terrible at what they did create. Take your time, learn how to do self-editing, find trustworthy and knowledgeable betas (NOT your friends and family. You want people who are going to be honest with you.) Then find an editor with more than a couple years’ experience, have them do sample edits, don’t look for the cheapest but you don’t have to hire the most expensive either. Find a great cover artist that is familiar with your genre.
If it takes a year or two to save up for these things, then take that year or two to save up. The instant you put something out there, you will never truly be able to take it back. So don’t put out lackluster work with the “intent” to fix it and re-upload. Trust me, word spreads fast about bad work and you will do more harm than good. So slow down, don’t be in such a rush.
And my absolute last piece of advice, speaking from experience of a beta reader, don’t edit your work while people are betaing it or editing it, don’t argue with the betas or the editor on their notes. Their notes and comments are merely opinions and suggestions of your book, if you don’t agree with them then delete the comment and move on. Don’t send a long winded email explaining why they are wrong for thinking what they were thinking. Instead take a day to absorb their thoughts and see if after some time you understand where they are coming from. Good beta’s and editors are not out to get you, they only want you to succeed and create the best work you can.

How long have you been writing?
I’ve been writing full time since 2012, but I dabbled for a lot of years before deciding that this was the path I wanted to follow.

What kind of research do you do before you begin writing a book?
For the Realm Wardens, I didn’t do much research. It’s based in a different world with different rules. But if I write something that needs to be accurate I will research.
I’ve researched things from how a black hole works, to the names of specific bones in the body and how they would break.

Do you read yourself and if so what is your favorite genre?
I don’t read nearly as much as I should. I’ve heard so many authors say that if you don’t have time to read than you don’t have time to write, or you shouldn’t be a writer. I strongly disagree with this idea. I watch more TV and movies than I do reading, but when I read I tend to stick to my own genre of fantasy. I like to stick along the veins of steampunk, urban, supernatural. Hey, if it’s got dragons, immortals, or magic, I’m in!

Do you prefer to write in silence or with noise? Why?
I do both. If I’m writing an action scene I will use music, usually dance fast paced or instrumental. For other scenes, it depends on my mood. If I’m having difficulty concentrating I will write in silence because I become distracted by the music.
When I’m editing, it’s always in silence.

Do you write one book at a time or do you have several going at a time?
I write one book at a time, but if I come up with a concept or idea for another book I take note of it.

Pen or type writer or computer?
I write the book on my computer, but I keep all my notes, character files, world building in a notebook and write in pencil. As well with Realm Wardens I needed to do an extensive timeline with all the characters and how and when they crossed paths. So I have a cork board with hand written notes and cards mapping it all out.

What made you want to become an author and do you feel it was the right decision?
I didn’t actually know that this was what I wanted to do. I jumped around from one crappy job to another trying to figure out what made me happy. Everything from the military to working in a craft store.
The only time I felt at home was when I was creating things. In the beginning it was crafts, ornaments, cross stitch. Then one day while I was on a walk and listening to music this idea came to me. It was actually a woman with a samurai sword. For several days I would see her and her story would unfold in front of me.
I told my Hubby about it and he told me to write it down. So I did, and everything fell into place. When I sat down to write the story of this woman I finally felt like I was home.
I don’t think it was a matter of me wanting to be a writer, I think that it was something that was always in me and it was a need. I always felt like there was something missing in my life, being a creative is who I am and I think that my brain had been trying to tell me that for years and I just wasn’t listening, Until Taya came to me on my walk with her samurai sword.
I don’t regret making the decision to follow this dream, I love every minute I’m afforded the privilege to sit and write. I do regret I didn’t figure it out sooner.


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90 Comments
Bea LaRocca
11/27/2020 07:35:36 am

The book covers are gorgeous and the synopses and excerpts intriguing, this sounds like a must read series. Thank you for sharing your guest post and book details, I have enjoyed reading about you and your work and am looking forward to reading your stories.

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Bobbi link
12/7/2020 03:18:58 pm

Thanks so much Bea! My cover artist and I went back and forth with several different cover ideas. We both agreed that simple was much better. I love how they turned out too!

I hope you enjoy your journey into the Realm Wardens Series and world!

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Christina Gould
11/27/2020 10:40:41 am

I like the beautiful artwork on the cover. Thanks for the giveaway!

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Bobbi link
12/7/2020 03:20:07 pm

Thank you Christina! I'm extremely pleased with the work my cover artist did as well.

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Rita Wray
11/27/2020 10:45:16 am

Sounds like a great series.

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Bobbi link
12/7/2020 03:20:48 pm

I think I'm a bit bias, but it's an amazing series!

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Susan Smith
11/27/2020 01:55:23 pm

Sounds great, I like the cover.

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Bobbi link
12/7/2020 03:21:15 pm

Thank you so much, Susan!

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Beyond Comps
11/27/2020 02:07:33 pm

Awesome cover!

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:21:34 pm

Thank you!

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Eva Millien
11/27/2020 04:48:55 pm

Nice to meet you Bobbi! I enjoyed reading the excerpts, sounds like an exciting series to read! Thanks for sharing with me and good luck with the tour!

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:22:26 pm

Thank you, Eva! It is wonderful to meet you as well, thank you for dropping in and giving it a read!

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wendy hutton
11/27/2020 05:16:11 pm

love the cover, thanks

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:22:43 pm

Thank you, Wendy!

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Sherry
11/27/2020 06:47:20 pm

The covers are beautiful and the books sound good.

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:23:21 pm

Thank you, Sherry! I'm glad you liked what you have read so far!

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Lily Blain
11/27/2020 08:13:09 pm

such lovely covers thank you for sharing.

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:23:52 pm

Thank you, Lily! Thank you for dropping by!

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Wendy Jensen
11/28/2020 01:02:39 pm

I love the magical looking book covers.

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:24:18 pm

Than you, Wendy. I must say I am pleased with how the covers came out.

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Mary Cloud
11/28/2020 09:52:05 pm

The cover's are nice - thanks for sharing

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:24:46 pm

Thank you, Mary! Thanks for dropping by!

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Emily B.
11/29/2020 02:53:26 pm

I like the similar theme amongst the covers.

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:25:52 pm

Thank you, Emily. I had seen one of my favorite authors do this with her debut novels several years ago. I like the idea of keeping the same image through the series.

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Marcy Meyer
11/30/2020 11:52:22 am

The cover looks great!

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:26:05 pm

Thank you, Marcy!

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Debbie P
11/30/2020 01:10:59 pm

This sounds like a cool read. Excellent cover!

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:26:51 pm

Thank you, Debbie! I'm not going to lie, I think its an amazing series! lol, but I'm a little bias.

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bn100
11/30/2020 08:18:29 pm

nice cover

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:27:10 pm

Thank you, bn100!

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Terri Quick
12/5/2020 07:01:08 pm

Cool cover

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:27:22 pm

Thank you, Terri!

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Laura Rubenstein
12/6/2020 12:42:36 pm

very very nice cover

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Bobbi
12/7/2020 03:27:38 pm

Thank you, Laura!

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Lisa
12/7/2020 10:07:36 pm

Such a beautiful cover!

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:21:03 pm

Thank you, Lisa!

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Stephanie Liske
12/7/2020 11:32:48 pm

I like the covers.

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:21:23 pm

Thank you, Stephanie!

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Aubrey Briskin
12/8/2020 12:55:54 pm

The cover of the book is gorgeous.

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:21:42 pm

Thank you, Aubrey!

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Ann Fantom
12/8/2020 05:06:18 pm

I like all the covers. They have beautiful artwork.

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:21:56 pm

Thank you, Ann!

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Ginger Hafer
12/9/2020 01:57:17 am

Very colorful and explosive covers.

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:22:19 pm

Thank you, Ginger, they match the explosive storylines!

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beth shepherd
12/10/2020 10:36:12 am

This looks like a great read. Thank you

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:22:44 pm

Thank you, Beth, I hope you give them a try and find out for yourself!

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Dawn Keenan
12/10/2020 10:53:18 am

The designs on the book are so cool. I love how colorful they are.

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:22:59 pm

Thank you, Dawn!

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Karin
12/11/2020 07:49:14 pm

Great light art on the covers

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:23:14 pm

Thank you, Karin!

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Danielle Day
12/12/2020 02:53:31 am

Very nice

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Bobbi
12/12/2020 04:23:27 pm

Thanks, Danielle!

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June S.
12/13/2020 07:32:09 pm

The book series sounds wonderful.

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Bobbi
12/18/2020 05:05:15 pm

Thank you, June. I am a bit bias, but I agree with you. This series is wonderful!

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Minta Boggs
12/21/2020 08:01:10 am

I love the cover it just pops with excitement and intrigue. I would love to read this series with snow outside cuddled up in my book nook or by the fireplace.

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Bobbi Schemerhorn
12/21/2020 02:18:57 pm

Thank you, Minta! My cover artist and I discussed the "less is more" adage. I really love how the covers turned out. This would be the perfect snowy day read! I hope you enjoy the journey into this world!

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Jessica Hays
12/21/2020 02:54:08 pm

I think the cover looks really cool!

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:26:55 am

Thank you so much, Jessica! I appreciate your feedback!

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aaron r
12/23/2020 07:03:05 pm

I like high fantasy so I would really enjoy reading them though I have not yet. I find the stories to be exciting.

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:27:34 am

Thank you, Aaron. I certainly hope you enjoy the read.

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Daniel M
12/24/2020 06:13:45 pm

like the covers

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:27:48 am

Thank you, Daniel!

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Starla B
12/26/2020 08:40:33 am

Wow, i actually really do love the cover! The colors, effects- so pretty! The excerpt seems really interesting, I am definitely checking this one out, great job :-)

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:28:40 am

Thank you, Starla! I love how the covers turned out too. I hope you enjoy the books!

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Erin Madigan
12/26/2020 08:51:21 pm

This book sounds very interesting. I'd love to read it.

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:29:18 am

Thank you, Erin! I hope you do love it, when you read it!

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Nancy Schools
12/26/2020 10:17:27 pm

I like the covers.

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:29:34 am

Thank you, Nancy!

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LYNN CLAYTON
12/26/2020 10:28:04 pm

oh nice cover looks like a great read

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:30:08 am

Thank you, Lynn! I think it's a fabulous read, but I'm a bit bias!

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Debbi Wellenstein
12/27/2020 08:14:57 am

I enjoyed the excerpts. Thank you for the giveaway!

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:31:37 am

Thank you, Debbi! You're welcome for the giveaway, Silver Daggers has done all the heavy lifting, so I would like to thank them!

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Kayla Klontz
12/27/2020 10:20:27 am

The cover is very eye catching.

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:31:50 am

Thank you, Kayla!

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Samantha Schlyer
12/27/2020 12:08:44 pm

The artwork is very pretty and different - I really like it!

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:32:06 am

Thank you, Samantha!

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jose rosado
12/27/2020 01:41:02 pm

What do you think of the books or the covers?

Its an amazing art work

THX

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Arthur Begly
12/27/2020 03:57:36 pm

mysterious graphics

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:33:21 am

Thank you, Arthur. A little mystery is always a good thing! ;)

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Hesper Fry
12/27/2020 06:55:56 pm

The book covers are very cool looking!

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:33:39 am

Thank you, Hesper!

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latisha depoortere
12/27/2020 07:18:21 pm

Thank you so much for the sharing!

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:34:04 am

You are welcome, Latisha. Thank you for dropping by!

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Sand
12/27/2020 09:06:26 pm

Looks like a great cover!

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:34:24 am

Thank you, Sand!

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Betty Curran
12/27/2020 10:15:09 pm

The covers are great.

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:34:44 am

Thank you, Betty! They go with a great book!

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Jerry Marquardt
12/27/2020 11:27:42 pm

I would like to give thanks for all your really great writings, including Realm Wardens series, and wishing the best in keeping up the good work in the future.

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Bobbi
12/28/2020 11:35:25 am

Thank you, Jerry! I appreciate your kind words!

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Bobbi Schemerhorn
12/28/2020 11:37:59 am

I would like to thank Silver Dagger Book Tours for this wonderful adventure this last month! I would also love to thank everyone who stopped in and commented. It's wonderful to know my covers are leaving a great impression and people are enjoying the excerpts!

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