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Blog Tour For Dumah's Demons by Ami Blackwelder From April 14, 2014 to April 21, 2014 - Come Join Us!

Hello Everyone! I am extremely happy to announce that Ami Blackwelder will be touring the blogosphere to promote her young adult Paranormal Thriller Dumah's Demons. This virtual book tour is being hosted by Bewitching Book Tours and will last from April 14, to April 21, 2014!

Ms. Blackwelder is also doing an awesome giveaway - she is giving away a copy of Dumah's Demons as an ebook and a Dumah's Demons Bookmark to one lucky winner at the end of her Blog Tour. Be sure to fill out the Rafflecopter form below, and I wish you all the very best of good luck in taking part!

Here is a picture of the prizes, so you know what you can look forward to:


Dumah's Demons Blog Tour Information:

Meet Ami Blackwelder

Ami Blackwelder is a Paranormal and SciFi author. Her stories range from Tween and YA to Adult. Growing up in Florida, she graduated UCF and in 1997 received her BA in English and additional teaching credentials. Then she packed her bags and traveled overseas to teach in Thailand, Nepal, Tibet, China and Korea. She has always loved writing and wrote poems and short stores since childhood; however, her novels began when she was in Thailand in her thirties.

Having won the Best Fiction Award from the University of Central Florida (Yes, The Blair Witch Project University), her short fiction From Joy We Come, Unto Joy We Return was published in the on campus literary magazine: Cypress Dome and remains to this day in University libraries around the USA. Later, she achieved the semi-finals in a Laurel Hemingway contest and published a few poems in the Thailand’s Expat magazine, and an article in the Thailand’s People newspaper. Additionally, she has published poetry in the Korea’s AIM magazine, the American Poetic Monthly magazine and Twisted Dreams Magazine.

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About Dumah's Demons:

Dumah ran away from the orphanage with her brother Kian, but what they found on the streets separated them forever. Follow the life of Dumah and find out the motivation behind Dameon's advancements for Ali Maney.

This is an accompaniment novella to She Speaks to Angels and Falling Angels, and Angel Codes from the AngelFire Chronicles.

Purchase Your Copy From Amazon! - Free on Kindle From April 15th-17th!


Ami Blackwelder and Bewitching Book Tours is giving away an Ebook of Dumah's Demons and a Dumah's Demons Bookmark!

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Dumah's Demons Book Publicity Tour Schedule:


April 6th - Book Spotlight at Super Phoenix
April 8th-10th - Giveaway at Super Phoenix
April 10th-14th - Interview and Giveaway at The Gal in the Blue Mask
April 14th - Video Blog at Mythical Books - Topic: Why do we Need Novellas?
April 15th - Interview and Feature at Bewitching Book Tours Magazine
April 15th - Interview and Book Review at Emeraldfire's Bookmark
April 16th - Book Spotlight and Giveaway at 3 Partners in Shopping
April 17th - Interview and Giveaway at Pembroke Sinclair
April 18th - Video Blog at Fang-tastic Books - Topic: Characters and Giveaway
April 21st - Video Blog at Roxanne's Realm - Topic: Dumah's Demons and angels and demons
April 23rd - Book Review, Giveaway and Video Blog at All Things Romance - Topic: Falling Angels
April 25th - Book Review, Book Spotlight and Giveaway at J. Annas Walker's Romance and More

Dumah's Demons Excerpt:

The Dark Night

“Where are you Kian?” I shouted as sweat from my attacker slid down his crunched hairy knuckles and over my purpled lips. He punched me one last time before standing. Salty. I heaved, but couldn’t get enough breath to feel alive again.

His rusty smell lingered in the air, in my nostrils, on my skin. Hearing the hard clank of his boots pound away from me rang in my ears. He would always be a part of me now. He got inside of me - so deep inside of me that I could never forget his violation.

“Kian?” I shivered. Even my brother couldn’t rescue me. I lay alone in the dark, in the alley somewhere in Manhattan, as one eye which hadn’t swollen watched the gang that attacked me meander off into the distance. They disappeared in seconds as if they had never come to me - but they had.

Before I fell unconscious I caught a glimpse of Kian twisted on the alley several yards from me. With his back against the street, his arms lay over his head entangled as if they had tried to grab something before he had been hit. His right leg curled up and over his left. He must have struggled, like me. But he could never understand what I went through, this moment of blood and violence would forever divide us.

Blackness.



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May you read well and often

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