A Magical Book Sale!

Need some magic in your life? Colleen Chesebro’s “The Heart Stone Chronicles: The Swamp Fairy,” and “Fairies, Myths, and Magic ~ A Summer Celebration,” are both on SALE for $.99 each for the entire month of December 2018.

Word Craft ~ Prose & Poetry

“The Heart Stone Chronicles: The Swamp Fairy,” and “Fairies, Myths, and Magic ~ A Summer Celebration,” are both on SALE for $.99 each for the entire month of December 2018.

It you haven’t had a chance to experience the magic, now’s your chance!

Fourteen-year-old Abigale Forester, recently orphaned and a ward of the State of Illinois moves from Chicago to Florida to live with her aunt, her last living relative. Magnolia Forester becomes her legal Guardian, and together they claim an ancient inheritance; land that belonged to Abby’s mother’s family for generations.

Holding onto the only piece of her mother Abby has left, a calcite pendant and her mother’s most sacred possession, she discovers the truth of her legacy. The pendant is more significant than she could imagine. Forged from a giant mystical heart-shaped stone found on the very swamp land Abby now owns, it holds the power of her…

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