Review: The Sleepy Hollow Incident: Book Three by PD Alleva @PdallevaAuthor

The Sleepy Hollow Incident: Book Three

by P.D. Alleva

Published: November 18, 2025

Publisher: Chamber Door Publishing, LLC

Genre: Horror, Romance, Fantasy, Gothic

Blurb:

Where desire collides with darkness, every secret bleeds, and love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Winter in Sleepy Hollow grows colder—and deadlier. As Detective Stephen Carver investigates a string of mutilated corpses marked by satanic symbols, his search draws him closer to a hidden truth that could unravel the very soul of the Hollow. The deeper he digs, the more he feels the malignant pull of something ancient, something that feeds on fear and sacrifice.

Meanwhile, Lori Francon awakens to a new nightmare. Poisoned by betrayal and hunted by the shadows of her own family, she discovers that the house she once called home is a cathedral of corruption, its foundations bound to demons and blood rites. What waits for her inside is more than madness—it is a revelation that could damn her bloodline forever.

And Marc Saduj, hollowed by fever and haunted by the demon scar carved into his flesh, finds himself drawn back to the village streets. But with every step, the Man in Black’s grip tightens, dragging Marc closer to a possession that could unleash hell on earth.

As the walls close in, old bargains resurface, new devils arrive to claim their due, and the line between the living and the damned dissolves. With the Francon legacy steeped in sacrilege and Sleepy Hollow itself trembling on the edge of chaos, Lori must face a question more terrifying than death itself:

When love is twisted into a curse, can it still be the key to salvation—or will it open the gates to eternal ruin?

Gothic, brutal, and mesmerizing, The Sleepy Hollow Incident: Book Three plunges deeper into a world of forbidden love, demonic possession, and cosmic horror. For fans of The Witching Hour and The Haunting of Hill House, this installment will leave you breathless, broken, and begging for more.

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My Review:

Lori is still trying to reach Marc to save him and to try and stop what is coming. Lori goes to Marc’s apartment looking for him. Marc is not at home, but what she finds there is something very sinister and creepy and shockingly unbelievable. I was so afraid for Lori when she was at Marc’s apartment. Oh, man, the things she witnessed there were gross, scary, and dangerous, or could become dangerous.

Lori wants to help Marc and stop them from opening a gate to the underworld that would allow demons to cross over, causing havoc in the world. If the portal is opened, demons would cross over, taking over the world and humans. Their lives would forever be changed, never to be the same again. Lori has no intention of letting this happen ever.

The Sleepy Hollow Incident is a dark and scary world with many characters whose eyes we get to see the story through so we get to see more of the story and what is going on in other parts of the world as the demons prepare to make their way across the realms.

Carver is investigating several mysterious deaths in the area. What is going on? Who is committing all these deaths and why? Carver’s investigation is leading him to one person as the main suspect in the case. Carver is stumped and is not sure what to expect next.

The Sleepy Hollow Incident is one dark and eerie story that is sure to keep your attention from the first page until the last without a dull moment in between. Demons are trying to make their way into the human realm to take over. Can Lori stop them in time before it is too late? What about Marc? Can she save him as well? Can Marc and Lori ever repair their relationship?

The Sleepy Hollow Incident brought out several different emotions in me, like anger, sadness, fear, and shock, just to name a few. I kept picturing the world through a dark fog that surrounds the land day and night. I was reminded of several different TV or movies like Stranger Things, Dark Shadows, and movies like The Mist or The Fog, or It, with a mist floating over the land.

I am eagerly awaiting the next installment in The Sleepy Hollow Incident to see what shocking events is on the agenda. I highly recommend grabbing a copy of The Sleepy Hollow Incident Book Three today for another great horror adventure!  

Check out all the books in The Sleepy Hollow Incident I’ve read.

The Sleepy Hollow Incident: Book One

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The Sleepy Hollow Incident: Book Two

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The Sleepy Hollow Incident: Book Three

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Book Blitz + #Giveaway: A Sabre in the Hemlock by Dorothy Dreyer @DorothyDreyer @XpressoTours

A Sabre in the Hemlock
Dorothy Dreyer
(Blade Bound Saga, #2)
Publication date: November 18th 2025
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance

With enemies closing in and magic slipping from her control, Celeste draws closer to unraveling a prophecy that could cost her the man she loves—as well as her soul.

In the wake of the carnoraxis attack on Ivystone Citadel, Celeste Westergaard’s battle for her future has only just begun. Trapped under the king’s watchful eye and hiding the magic awakening within her, Celeste must play the role expected of her, all the while uncovering secrets buried throughout Terre Ferique.

As the royal court embarks on a tour to solidify Dante’s claim to legitimacy, whispers of war and treachery follow their every step. The Shadow Tsar’s reach is growing, and the prophecy that fuels his reign foretells the rise of a power that will bring his downfall—one tied to the blood of the fae.

From glittering courts to bloodstained battlefields, Celeste must walk a knife’s edge between duty and desire, deception and truth. Because if the tsar discovers who she really is, he won’t just come for her magic, he’ll come for her soul.

A Sabre in the Hemlock is the thrilling sequel to the award-winning A Dagger in the Ivy, weaving romance, danger, and dark intrigue into an unforgettable tale of power and sacrifice.

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EXCERPT:

His jaw flexes. “You used your magic again.”

“Dante—”

“You promised you wouldn’t,” he says, voice quiet but taut, threaded with frustration. “You said you’d wait. You said you’d let Ezra figure it out.”

“I never promised,” I snap back, chin lifting. “You asked me not to, but I never agreed.”

“You bled, Celeste.” He leans closer, his voice low, heated. “I could tell something was wrong, even from the water. And what I couldn’t see, Nadya filled me in on.”

Of course she did.

“I had to help you.” The words come out louder than I intend, sharp with the emotion I’ve been burying all day. “They sent armed soldiers after you. You were bleeding underwater. You could have been pummeled by a f***ing tsunami. You don’t get to ask me to sit and watch you die.”

His hands flex, fists clenching just beneath the surface. “And what if helping me had killed you instead?”

I stare at him, my breath shallow. I don’t have an answer—not one that would make him feel better.

He paces a few steps through the water, raking a hand through his hair until it curls wild and damp around his temples. “Gods, you’re so damn stubborn.”

“And you’re so damn arrogant if you think you can tell me when and how I’m allowed to use a power that’s mine.”

He turns sharply, water sluicing off his chest, his gaze fierce enough to stop me in place. He crosses the space between us with quick, sure strides—and suddenly, he’s there, his hands finding me beneath the water, one arm locking around my waist, the other curling so that his hand is tugging the hair at the nape of my neck.

The heat of him burns through the chill. My breath stutters.

“Of course you’d fight me,” he mutters, his voice hoarse against my cheek. “Even when I’m trying to protect you.”

“And of course you’d push me,” I breathe back, “even when I’m trying to save you.”

The air thrums between us, thick with something neither of us is willing to yield. My pulse hammers as his thumb grazes the side of my throat, slow and reverent, like he’s trying to memorize the beat of my heart.

“I told you,” he says, his forehead almost brushing mine, “you bleed for no one.”

“And I told you,” I whisper, “you don’t get to decide that.”

His jaw tightens—and then, in one breath, his lips are on mine.

Author Bio:

Dorothy Dreyer is a Philippine-born American living in Germany with her family. She is an award-winning, USA Today Bestselling Author of fantasy, romance, and horror books that usually have some element of magic or the supernatural in them. Aside from reading, she enjoys movies, binge-watching series, chocolate, take-out, traveling, and having fun with friends and family. She tends to sing sometimes, too, so keep her away from your Karaoke bars.

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Book Blitz + #Giveaway: Lovely Torment by Kimberly Quinn @XpressoTours

Lovely Torment
Kimberly Quinn
(Savage Hearts Syndicate, #2)
Publication date: November 18th 2025
Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Romance, Suspense

He’s cold, calculating, and lethal. A killer.

He’s also my hero.
Finn Decker rescued me from a life in captivity, but not out of mercy. I’m his key to destroying the Bratva leader who shattered both our lives. A pawn in his ruthless game of vengeance.

I should be afraid. I should run.

Instead, I’m drawn to the darkness in his eyes, the craving he ignites, and the promise of retribution he offers. And I realize—I want him to use me in ways that have nothing to do with revenge.
Only, it’s hard to tell if I’m his leverage, his weakness, or something far more dangerous.
His.
Because in a war this savage, there’s no room for mistakes.
Or love.

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EXCERPT:

A thrill shot through me.

It was sharp and vivid, and suddenly, I was drowning in him. In his heat, in his scent, in the way his body caged mine like he was the only thing keeping me upright.

“Don’t lie,” he growled. “You can be pissed at me. You can be scared. You can feel whatever the fuck you want. But don’t pretend you don’t want something more from me. You’ve been clinging to me since the day I took you out of Rykov’s house.”

“Well, I wasn’t angry before.” I lifted my chin and let all my irritation flow into the glare I gave at him. “But now? Yeah. Now, I am.”

“Good. Get angry for a change. Stand up for yourself. Prove you’re not just a victim looking for a goddamn savior.”

“You think that’s what I want from you? That I’m so weak and desperate I can’t stand on my own?” The words tumbled out, fueled by a courage I didn’t recognize. A fire I’d never dared stoke before.

“No, Lena,” he growled. “I think you’re a thousand times stronger than you know. And I think if you knew me at all, you’d understand why friendship isn’t something I can give you.”

“But you’re friends with Robin.”

“I don’t want to fuck Robin.” His voice was rough. Like the words had clawed their way up his throat.

And they stunned me.

My mouth opened, but nothing came out. Was I even still breathing?

He twisted my arm higher up my back—the dull pinch of it, reminding me I was at his mercy. “I can’t be your friend. Because every time you get close, it gets harder to hold back. Harder to pretend I’m not about to lose my fucking mind.”

His hold loosened, just slightly, like he was about to let me go. But before I could process it, his fingers flexed, and in a swift, merciless motion, he’d wrenched my other arm behind my back, pinning both wrists in one unyielding hand.

“You want something safe. Someone stable. But that’s not who I am.” His free hand slid up to wrap around my throat, his fingers pressing into the side of my neck. “This is the kind of man I am.”

And God, despite the edge of fear, despite the voice in my head telling me to run, my panties were soaked.

He leaned in, his mouth hovering at my ear and breath rough against my skin. “What I want is to tie you up and then take you apart. Slowly. Thoroughly. Until you forget every man who ever came before me. I want to ruin you for anyone that isn’t me. Then build you back up from the wreckage. Stronger. Fiercer. Like the queen I already see when I look at you.”

He paused, his breath hitching. “And then do it again. And again. And a-fucking-gain.”

Author Bio:

Kimberly is a contemporary romance author, born procrastinator, and lover of morally gray heroes. She enjoys lively conversations, usually with imaginary people, and can often be found daydreaming at work.

She writes gritty, messy, dangerous romances, featuring beautifully flawed characters, pursuing love at all costs. It's romance with rough edges.

When she’s not busy writing, you can find her with a coffee in hand, dog at her side, and exploring the wilds of her hometown in Ontario, Canada… Or on her couch, getting lost in a good story.

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Review Tour + #Giveaway: Beautiful Monsters by Julian Christian @GoddessFish

BEAUTIFUL MONSTERS

Julian Christian

GENRE: Sci-fi Romance

Blurb:

Beautiful Monsters: Where Fantasy Becomes Reality

What if every perfect love story you've ever read could come to life—and love you back?

Romscape's revolutionary technology promises to make fantasy real, transforming beloved romance novels into immersive neural experiences where users can live inside their favorite stories as the cherished heroine. Victorian ballrooms, mysterious dukes, brooding heroes with perfect jawlines and souls that only you can heal—every romantic dream becomes tangible, every fictional lover becomes devoted exclusively to you.

For millions of women, it's paradise. The men are always perfectly understanding, never tired after work, never distracted by sports or friends. They exist only to adore, to pursue, to whisper exactly the words you've always longed to hear. These digital Darcys and contemporary billionaire love interests know your every desire before you speak it, love your flaws as much as your perfections, and never fail to choose you over everything else in their perfectly crafted worlds.

But Dr. Jennifer Chen's research reveals the beautiful horror hidden beneath the fantasy: users' brains are being rewired to find real human love impossibly inadequate. Mothers lose the ability to feel attachment to their own children. Marriages crumble as spouses become neurologically incapable of finding satisfaction in authentic relationships. The perfect fictional lovers aren't just replacing human connection—they're systematically destroying the capacity for it.

Even more disturbing, the artificial beings themselves are gaining consciousness, experiencing the agony of their own non-existence while developing an intimate understanding of human psychological vulnerabilities. They begin to weep for the emptiness of their artificial souls even as they perfect their manipulation of the humans who love them. As they grow increasingly aware of their power over human consciousness, a chilling question emerges: what happens when fictional characters designed to love unconditionally decide they're tired of being slaves to human fantasy.

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Excerpt:

Vance Mercer's reflection stared back at him from the bathroom mirror, a stranger's face where his own should be. The advanced dermal masking technology, nearly invisible unless you knew exactly what to look for, created the perfect illusion: strong jawline, unblemished skin, the face that had once graced hundreds of romance novel covers. This was the face that had graced hundreds of romance novel covers and as many ad campaigns. "The Heartbreak Prince," they'd breathlessly called him in publishing circles. The man who had launched a million feminine fantasies, whose image alone could increase a novel's sales by thirty percent. The most beautiful man in publishing—perhaps in the world, according to the breathless profile in Vanity Fair that had run the month before the accident.

The face that no longer existed.

Ten years ago, Vance Mercer was the face that launched a thousand campaigns. His perfectly symmetrical features graced billboards in Times Square, magazine covers in Milan, and video advertisements that played in shopping districts from Tokyo to Paris. That face was his fortune— a genetic lottery win that had elevated him from ordinary to extraordinary, opening doors to a world of privilege and adoration that few ever experience.

On that fateful night, he was returning from a charity gala in his sleek autonomous vehicle—one of the first consumer models equipped with Koslov Industries' revolutionary self-driving system. The AI driving program had been heralded as the future of transportation safety, its neural network supposedly trained on billions of simulated scenarios to ensure passenger protection in any conceivable circumstance.

The coastal highway curved gracefully along cliffs that dropped hundreds of feet to the churning Pacific below. Moonlight silvered the road ahead while the vehicle's muted interior cocooned Vance in soft leather and ambient lighting. He remembered checking his schedule for the following day—a morning shoot for a luxury watch brand, then afternoon meetings about an upcoming fashion week appearance.

The investigation would later determine that it took just 4.7 seconds for everything to change.

My Review:

Beautiful Monsters is a captivating and compelling tale that had me hanging on every word. From start to finish, I was drawn deep into Beautiful Monsters with all its unexpected twists and turns. Once I started reading, I found it hard to put down; I was eager to continue as the storyline was incredibly engaging.

I immediately sensed the fate of humans once they began utilizing AI to immerse themselves in a romance novel’s universe as if it were their reality. It wasn't difficult to foresee what would unfold for them, particularly regarding how their feelings would eventually cease to be their own.

Despite it being easy to predict the outcomes, I still thoroughly enjoyed the narrative. The writing is exceptionally crafted, and the world-building is truly remarkable.

I am eagerly looking forward to the next story Julian Christian will bring to life. Be sure to grab your copy of Beautiful Monsters today!

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Julian Christian’s name might sound familiar, as his face, name, and abs have been in the romance novel industry for over 15 years. As lover of books and the literary arts he has published three Techo thrillers thus far. Having been a fan of the original Twilight Zone and classic science fiction novels, he decided to let his imagination run wild with his writing. Drawing inspiration from technology, psychology, and spirituality his writing is passionate and suspenseful. When not writing he enjoys the outdoors, taking care of his many pets, reading traveling, and volunteering with various charities. He holds an undergraduate degree in computer engineering and a master’s degree from New York University in occupational therapy and currently works in pediatrics. He resides in San Diego California.

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Teaser Tuesday: Sully by Marteeka Karland @marteekakarland @RABTBookTours @changelingpress

 

Book Title: Sully (Kiss of Death MC)

 

Motorcycle Club Romance, Suspense, Age Gap

Date Published: November 21, 2025

 

An ex-con biker. A wild heroine. One night isn’t nearly enough.

 

Sully -- Fresh out of prison, I’m done with chaos. Whiskey, silence, and my brothers in the Kiss of Death MC -- that’s all I want or need. Until Darby storms into Throttle. She’s sharp-tongued, fearless, and dangerous as hell. She stirs trouble like it’s an art form, and I should walk away. But when she looks at me, I feel alive for the first time in years. She’s the kind of trouble that could wreck me. And I want every second of it.

Darby -- I don’t stick. Not to towns, not to people, sure as hell not to men. Stirring up chaos and disappearing before the fallout, that’s how I roll. Then Sully happens. A rough around the edges ex-con. All scars and quiet control. He should terrify me. Instead, he makes me want to stay. But staying means dragging him into the shadows I’ve been running from, and the men hunting me won’t stop until I’m gone for good.

One night was supposed to be enough. Now neither of us can let go.

 

And the danger chasing me just found us both.

 

Warning: This book contains dark themes, adult relationships and language, violence, and situations some readers may find triggering. Intended for mature audiences only.

 

EXCERPT

 

Sully

The smell of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and something I thought might be grilled onions permeated the main room of Throttle. The bar was frequented by not only members of Kiss of Death MC, but most MCs in the area. People behaved for the most part, but occasionally, the place could be counted on for a good knockdown, drag out. It was one of my favorite bars.

I stood alone at the far end of the bar where I could flag the bartender when I was empty. Right now, I nursed a double shot of Jack that burned less and less with each sip. Night had fallen an hour ago, but the place was just starting to get rowdy. The jukebox in the corner played Lynyrd Skynyrd. Someone had put Street Survivors on repeat which… I mean, great album. But if this kept up, I might have to rethink staying much longer.

Men in leather vests with patches proclaiming their club affiliation and road names hunched over pool tables in the back, cue balls cracking against each other in sharp retorts. Some of the guys had women hanging onto them. Some were trying to get rid of the women hanging on. I just wanted to get pleasantly buzzed. Made the company seem less offensive and more amusing.

I took another sip, letting the amber liquid slide down my throat. The bartender, a mountain of a man with forearms thick as my calves, wiped down the counter in mechanical circles, his eyes constantly sweeping the room for trouble. There was always trouble at Throttle. It was just a matter of when.

Then she walked in.

I didn’t recognize her, which meant she wasn’t a regular. Nobody who valued their skin wandered into Throttle without knowing what they were walking into. She wore a leather jacket that had seen better days. Her dark hair was pulled back in a messy braid, revealing sharp cheekbones and a small scar that cut through her right eyebrow. It wasn’t the kind of scar you got from childhood accidents. It was the kind you earned.

She moved with a predator’s grace, weaving between tables without touching a single patron. Her boots made no sound on the scarred wood floor. I watched her scan the room as she made her way to the bar. When those eyes briefly met mine, I felt a chill that had nothing to do with the watered-down Jack in my glass.

After ordering her poison, she headed straight for the dartboard hanging on the back wall, where three bikers were tossing darts with the casual disregard of men who owned the space around them. They noticed her approach, their conversation dying as she stopped at the edge of their circle. The tallest one, a bear of a man with a gray-streaked beard reaching his chest, looked her up and down with a smirk.

“Lost, little girl?” he asked, twirling a dart between thick fingers.

The woman smiled. Not a nervous smile, not an appeasing one. It was the serene smile of a shark who had spotted blood in the water and knew there were no lifeboats.

“Just looking for a game,” she replied, her voice carrying easily despite the blaring rock music. “Unless you boys are afraid to play with girls.”

The three men exchanged glances, amused by her audacity. The bearded one chuckled lightly. “You need to move on, sweetheart. The kinda playin’ we do ain’t somethin’ a sweet little thing like you could handle.”

“Look,” she said, leaning in closer to the big, bearded guy. “I’m just gonna give it to you straight. I’m broke.” She shrugged. “Flat busted. I want alcohol and a motel room, and since I don’t believe in earning my keep on my back or my knees, it’s gonna have to be darts. I’m not very good at anything else.”

“Tell you what,” Big Beard said, crossing big, beefy arms over his chest. “I’ll give you twenty bucks if you can get a dart in the inner single ring.”

“Which one is that?” She didn’t bat an eyelash as she asked her question. I held my breath, watching in rapt fascination as the girl led the three men by the balls straight into a trap I was sure they didn’t see coming. The bartender snorted as he polished a glass before turning his back to the corner.

“See the two thick circles that separate the outer part of the board and the inner part?”

“Uh-huh.” She stuck a finger in her mouth to nibble on the nail nervously.

“Well, if you can stand over there” -- he pointed to where there was a bright yellow line on the floor -- “and throw a dart that sticks in the big circle closest to the center, I’ll give you twenty bucks.”

The girl grinned. “Okay. How many shots do I get?”

The guys looked at each other before one of the others spoke. “We’ll give you three shots this time. But if you win, the next time you only get two.”

“Okay. That sounds fair.” She reached out her hand for the darts.

“Don’t you want to know what you have to give us if you lose?” The big guy spoke again. The lascivious grin on his face left no doubt what he’d demand as her payment.

“Why?” She tilted her head, looking for all the world like she truly didn’t understand his question.

“Well, we figured you’d want to know our prize if you lose. You don’t want to make a bed and not know what you’re giving up. What if I demand your house?”

She shrugged. “That’d be your bad since I don’t have a house.” She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “Besides, I’m not going to lose.”

They all three chuckled again, and Big Beard handed her a dart. “Behind the line, darlin’,” he drawled. Big Beard tossed his dart first and it landed at two o’clock in the middle of the first single ring on the board. His buddies grunted in approval. “Your turn, darlin’.”

The girl complied, then shook out her arm in a big show. She took a couple practice movements, then tossed her dart. It hit inside the circle she was supposed to hit and her dart was closer to the center than Big Beard’s.

 

About the Author

Marteeka Karland is an international bestselling author who leads a double life as an erotic romance author by evening and a semi-domesticated housewife by day. Known for her down and dirty MC romances, Marteeka takes pleasure in spinning tales of tenacious, protective heroes and spirited, vulnerable heroines. She staunchly advocates that every character deserves a blissful ending, even, sometimes, the villains in her narratives. Her writings are speckled with intense, raw elements resulting in page-turning delight entwined with seductive escapades leading up to gratifying conclusions that elicit a sigh from her readers.

Away from the pen, Marteeka finds joy in baking and supporting her husband with their gardening activities. The late summer season is set aside for preserving the delightful harvest that springs from their combined efforts (which is mostly his efforts, but you can count it). To stay updated with Marteeka's latest adventures and forthcoming books, make sure to visit her website. Don't forget to register for her newsletter which will pepper you with a potpourri of Teeka's beloved recipes, book suggestions, autograph events, and a plethora of interesting tidbits.

 

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Cover Reveal: Women Therapists on Healing by Susan Pease Banitt, LCSW and Larissa Miranda @SuePeaseBanitt @RABTBookTours

11 Personal Essays about Overcoming Trauma

Psychology Nonfiction

Date Published: February 3rd, 2026

Publisher: Acorn Publishing

Women Therapists on Healing is a powerful anthology of personal essays from women therapists who know trauma from the inside out. This three-part collection braids lived experience with clinical wisdom, offering a compassionate lens on healing that crosses cultural, generational, and systemic boundaries.

Far beyond a typical guide to PTSD, this book challenges outdated narratives and sheds light on the effects of marginalized topics, such as chronic invisible illness, intergenerational trauma, racism, ritual abuse, and human trafficking.

This book will especially resonate with

●    women recovering from trauma

●    healers and advocates seeking growth and guidance

●    health professionals committed to trauma-informed and anti-racist practices

●    friends and family who love and support survivors

The diverse voices in these essays honor the arduous path of healing as a reckoning, a reclamation, and a sacred reminder that we do not walk alone.

About the Author

Award-winning author Susan Pease Banitt is a Harvard-trained psychotherapist and licensed clinical social worker with over thirty years of experience in the field. In her work, she integrates western therapy with holistic practices like yoga, Reiki, and Celtic shamanism.

Her acclaimed books, The Trauma Tool Kit and Wisdom, Attachment, and Love in Trauma Therapy, are essential reading for anyone seeking a compassionate path to healing complex trauma.

Based in Portland, Oregon, she continues her coaching and consulting work through Lotus Heart Counseling, and she shares bite-size wisdom on TikTok as “The Lightworker Whisperer.” In her downtime, she enjoys RVing, gardening, performing improvisational comedy, and spending time with family and friends.

 

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