Greetings. My name is Sorchia Dubois and I write urban fantasy and mysteries. I just finished a witchy trilogy and am here to let you know that all three books are on sale for 99 cents each. 

The story follows a small-town fortune teller from Arkansas to Scotland to the Yucatan jungle and back. Find out more HERE. (

Just to let you know what kind of madness has inspired me over the years and so what kind of madness you are likely to find in my books, here’s my list of my favorite witches. Zoraida Grey, her crazy granny, and the assortment of magically delicious relatives she finds in Scotland all started right here.

Endora in Bewitched

Yep—I was alive back in the day when Bewitched was on TV every week and, even then, I thought Endora was right about everything. Why Samantha wanted to have anything to do with mere mortals was beyond me. Endora is the wild witch—happy to be what she is. And everyone else can deal. She really should have vaporized both Darins.

Wicked Witch of the West in The Wizard of Oz

Dorothy dropped a house on her sister and then sang a rousing chorus of “Ding, Dong, The Witch is Dead.” This kind of behavior is bound to rub you the wrong way, no matter how turbulent your relationship with your sister may have been. The WW of the W should have greeted Dorothy with, “Hello. My name is Elphaba Thropp. You killed my sister. Prepare to die.”

The Weird sisters in Macbeth

Shakespeare capitalized on the superstition of the times more than once (English major here. I even wrote a term paper on the subject. And got an A- for it.) In Macbeth, the weird sisters hang out on the murky moor and comment on local events—sort of the 16th century Scottish version of Mystery Science Theatre 3000. Okay, maybe they cast a few spells. Maybe they cursed a few noblemen. But nobody held Macbeth’s feet to the fire to make him murder Duncan, the rightful king and try to take the position for himself. Whose fault is it Macbeth got himself killed? Not theirs.

Minnie Castevet in Rosemary’s Baby

Easily the scariest of the lot because she lives NEXT DOOR! I still have bad dreams about her. She’s just a friendly neighbor who wants to steal your child, your husband, and your soul.

Witch Hazel

Arguably one of the grimmest of Grimm’s fairy tales is “Hansel and Gretel.” And yet, it’s a beloved children’s bedtime story. The Bugs Bunny version introduced Witch Hazel, who just wants to cook a couple of children every now and then. I think she shaped me more than any other TV or movie witch. Not that cooking children is something I aspire to. It’s her attitude I like.

These are the witches I grew up with—in a manner of speaking. You may recognize aspects of each of them in my Zoraida Grey stories.  Now, tell me—who is your favorite movie, TV, or fairytale villain or villainess? 

Blurb for Entire Series

How many Scottish witches does it take to destroy one small-town fortune teller?

The Zoraida Grey trilogy follows Zoraida from Arkansas to Scotland on a quest to retrieve a healing stone to save her granny’s life. But Granny hasn’t told her everything. Soon Zoraida is smack dab in the middle of a witchy clan war and in danger of being ensorcelled by not one but two smoking hot witches. The truth of her own heritage is buried deep beneath Castle Logan, but the only one who can help her has stepped in a steaming pile of Voodoo thousand of miles away in the Caribbean. Zoraida must decide between her old, safe life or a new one filled with magic and danger.

The task may be the end of her—or the beginning.

Blurbs for Each Book

Zoraida Grey and the Family Stones

 How many Scottish witches does it take to destroy one small-town fortune teller?

 Granny’s dying, but Zoraida can save her with a magic crystal of smoky quartz. Too bad the crystal is in Scotland––in a haunted castle––guarded by mind-reading, psychopathic sorcerers.

Getting inside Castle Logan is easy. Getting out––not so much. Zoraida stumbles into a family feud, uncovers a wicked ancient curse, and finds herself ensorcelled by not one but two handsome Scottish witches. Up to their necks in family intrigue and smack-dab in the middle of a simmering clan war, Zoraida and her best friend Zhu discover Granny hasn’t told them everything.

Not by a long shot.

Zoraida Grey and the Voodoo Queen

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?

With her best friend held hostage in a haunted Scottish castle by the magical Logan clan, Zoraida needs help. She can’t trust beguiling but dangerous Shea Logan, and Al, her over-protective ex-boyfriend, doesn’t believe in magic. 

Granny says 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? She’ll need all the magic she can muster to get out of this predicament with her skin– and her heart– intact.

Zoraida Grey and the Pictish Runes

 Hostages in the tower, vampires in the caverns, witches in the drawing room. 

 Castle Logan lives up to its dark reputation when Zoraida returns to Scotland with vengeance on her mind. 

 To rescue her best friend forever, she’ll have to use every skill she’s learned. Will it be enough? How can a small-town fortuneteller hope to defeat the powerful witches of Castle Logan? The mysterious black crystal hidden beneath the East Tower offers certain victory––but the price is high. 

The last book in the Zoraida Grey Trilogy finds Zoraida pitted against the entire clan of Logan witches. But if they think it’s going to be easy, they’ve got another think coming.

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Excerpt from Zoraida Grey and the Pictish Runes

Dinner guests at Castle Logan look like a traveling Halloween party in search of a human sacrifice. Why am I surprised? A few of them stare at the looming figure of Jock in the doorway, but the majority seem to be people not put off by a giant wizard and his feathery familiar in the foyer. 

Castle Logan looks much as I remember it, but I’m changed in more than appearance. The place is as creepy as it ever was. Dark shadows lurk in the upper hallways, a cold mist flows along the floor, and the prickle of magic crawls across my skin like a dozen tiny spiders. The first time I walked into Castle Logan, I had a severe case of the heebie jeebies. Now, the weirdness feels homey. I’m glad to be back.

Normal rules don’t apply here. We’re going to sit down to dinner as if nothing monumental has happened. Our unexpected appearance is but one of many odd happenings in the last quarter hour alone.

Zhu materializes beside me and hands me a glass of wine. I marked her presence and apparent good health the first minute I walked into the castle. I’m glad to see her, and not just because of the wine, though that’s a nice plus. 

“You took your sweet time,” she says, grinning like a drunken Cheshire cat. “This place is nothing like Arkansas.”

“You’re the one who wanted to see witches and real magic. I didn’t want to come back too soon and ruin your fun.” I breathe a silent sigh of relief. She’s safe and she’s not bewitched. The world is still right side up. “You look pretty chummy with all these folks. I had the idea you were being held hostage.”

As I lift the glass of wine to my lips, I notice a tall, blue-eyed man standing close to Zhu. If I didn’t know better, I would say he was her bodyguard. And if not for the large, dark Scotsman holding my hand, I would be giving this blond fellow a longer look. Instead, I raise my eyebrows at Zhu. 

Zhu smiles sweetly and sips her wine. By this, I understand I am not the only one with a story to tell. 

Coming Attractions:

A new trilogy for 2021-22: 

When a routine burglary goes tragically wrong, Money MacQueen heads for the only safe place she knows–Home. But her hometown isn’t as quiet and secure as she remembers. Prominent townspeople keep turning up dead and her own dad may be on the killer’s list. Did she bring trouble with her or has her crazy uncle finally gone too far? Old loves, new enemies, and a murderer haunt the familiar streets. Money must confront her own bad decisions before she can help people she loves.
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Author Bio: 

Sorchia Dubois is the pen name of a mysterious, retired English teacher who lives deep in the forest in a tall house with nine cats. Sorchia writes paranormal romance, urban fantasy, and small-town murder mysteries. She published her first book in 2018 at the ripe age of mumblety-seven and plans to publish at least ninety-nine more. Her latest accomplishment is to survive cancer, which was no fun, but served to broaden her perspective—that’s for sure. Currently, she’s working on All the Pretty Knives, the first in a new trilogy to be released 2021-22.

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  1. Thanks for having me here, Amber!

  2. The trilogy sounds great, Sorchia. I wish you tons of luck.

  3. What a great post, chock-full of information! I can identify all your witchy references, and had to smile at the Witches of Macbeth. Sometimes they reminded me a a chorus in a Greek Tragedy. Your new trilogy sounds great! Looking forward to reading it. Best of luck.

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