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Title: WITCHES OF COVENWOOD Author: R. L. White Brand: Indie Tarot House Genre: Adult Gothic Dark Fantasy Subgenres: Supernatural Fantasy, Witch Fiction, Dark Paranormal Fantasy, Female-Led Fantasy, Gothic Fiction Pages: 623 Binding Type: Paperback Perfect Bound Interior Colour: Black & White Audience: Adult readers Tone: Dark, emotional, magical, gothic, powerful, humorous, eerie, and atmospheric There are no naive young witches here. The women in this book are older, sharper, and defined by what they have survived. They are beautifully flawed, fiercely funny, and carrying the weight of lived experiences. They have known loss. They have made mistakes. And now, an ancient force is calling them back to the dark. WELCOME TO BLACKTHORN MANOR Blackthorn Manor does not just stand; it watches. It holds the memory of buried women, stolen names, and the blood-stained trials hidden beneath generations of silence. In this place, mirrors are thresholds, books are living things, and a whispered name is an act of power. The dead do not rest quietly here. As the manor opens its doors to the women it was destined to receive, an ancient past begins to stir. The Heart of the Story At its core, Witches of Covenwood is about what happens when women stop staying buried. This book carries the pain of women whose lives were taken, whose names were removed, whose ideas were stolen, whose power was feared, and whose stories were rewritten by those who wanted control. It is about how history can turn women into warnings. It is about the systems that issue cruelty orders. It is about the women who were punished for being too gifted, too strange, too loud, too clever, too spiritual, too sexual, too independent, or too difficult to control. But Covenwood does not let those women disappear. The manor remembers. The Book of Names remembers. The magic remembers. And when the mirror cracks, the buried women rise. The Women of Covenwood Witches of Covenwood shatters the typical witch-story mould. You won't find polished, perfect protagonists here. These women are beautifully, fiercely human. They are sharp, difficult, warm, and strange. They carry deep pain, but they are not defined by it. They are survivors who went through the fire and discovered it couldn't destroy them. It only made them different. And far more dangerous. Teasha and Wookie: The Duo Readers Will Remember WITCHES OF COVENWOOD balances its gothic shadow with brilliant, strange humour, courtesy of Teasha and Wookie. Teasha is pure, chaotic magic, dramatic, confident, and full of heart. Wookie is her perfect foil: a living book that judges, communicates, and holds rare, dangerous knowledge. Their bond provides essential warmth against the rising dark. They offer madness in all the right places, proving that even the funniest moments in Covenwood carry magic underneath. Not cosy. Not safe. Not typical. Make no mistake: this is not a soft witch book. This is fantasy with bite, crafted for readers who want their magic darker, their world stranger, and their female characters layered with heavy emotional history. It is for those who crave stories about women who survive, rage, laugh, and rise. Because in Witches of Covenwood, the most terrifying threat isn't the ghost, the curse, or the haunted house. It is the truth buried underneath it all. Why This Release Matters Witches of Covenwood has been years in the making. It began with dark comedy roots and grew into something much deeper: an adult dark fantasy about erased women, stolen power, buried histories, and the magic that survives when everything else is taken. This release represents a huge creative journey. It is not just a book about witches. It is a book about women's voices. About names. About the women. About what survives after silence. About power returning to the hands it was stolen from. Witches of Covenwood | Available Now Enter a world of dark magic, ancient secrets, and scarred women who refuse to burn. Written by R. L. White and released through Indie Tarot House, this 623-page adult gothic dark fantasy is available in a gorgeous, perfect-bound paperback edition featuring a black-and-white interior. Step inside Blackthorn Manor. Open the Book of Names. Meet the women history tried to erase. When the mirror cracks, the buried women rise. https://www.indietarothouse.com by R. L. White

From Being Discouraged from Reading to Becoming an Author I loved stories when I was a child, the way many children do. Stories felt like somewhere else to go, somewhere softer, somewhere bigger than the world I was living in. But I was discouraged from reading. I was conditioned to believe that books would fill my head with silly ideas, that reading too much would somehow make me dream beyond what I was allowed to dream. At the time, I did not really understand it. I only knew I had to do as I was told. Looking back, it became obvious how far behind I was at school with reading and writing. Other children seemed years ahead of me. They had been encouraged, supported, and guided in ways I had not. I believe that lack of parental encouragement around books affected not only my reading but my writing too. I hardly attended school, and by the time we left, I had one of the lowest attendance records in the entire year. I came from a culture where, even when I was a child, there was still a very backwards way of thinking. Many elders around me were uneducated, not because they all were bad people, but because they had limited beliefs. I was not taught how to be smart in the way that a person needs to be smart to survive in the world. I was not encouraged to grow into myself. I was taught to stay small. But I wanted something different. From a very young age, around fourteen, I felt cast out from the culture I came from because I did not want to become what everyone expected me to become. I wanted to be cleverer. I wanted to be smarter. I wanted to learn, grow, and develop, but I could not do that while staying inside the same thinking that had kept me trapped. I was the scapegoat child. I was manipulated, controlled, and abused in multiple ways. My childhood was smothered in trauma, fear, and constant worry. More than anything, I wanted to be like other people. I wanted freedom. I wanted the chance to become the person I felt I could be, instead of being told what I was allowed to be. Every little dream I tried to build felt like it was being destroyed before it could breathe. The effects of that stayed with me. I suffered greatly, and it caused me long-term health problems, trauma, brain injury, and damage I have had to spend years trying to understand and recover from. I had to fight for my place in this life. I had to fight against the expectations of my mother, relatives, siblings, and anyone else who seemed to believe, for some reason, that I was not allowed to do the same things other people were allowed to do. No matter what I put my hands to, there were always people trying to pull me back. I received threats. I was bullied. I had people send me messages saying they were cursing me or wishing me dead. There were people who could not stand to see me build anything for myself. But everything I have now, I built on my own. Nobody handed it to me. The truth is, I was always a writer of stories. Even when I did not have the confidence to share them, even when my spelling and writing were not strong, even when my learning difficulties and mind injuries made everything harder, the stories were still there. I used to write in notebooks and hide them so my mother, or anyone else, would not find them. I did not share my hobbies back then. I did not want to. The stories were mine. They were private. They were the one place no one could fully take from me. With my learning difficulties and the problems caused by trauma and injury, only I could really understand what I had written. But that did not make the stories worthless. It made them part of my survival. Over the years, I had to rehabilitate myself in ways people do not always see. I had to work on my mind and body. I had to learn to speak a little better. I had to soften and retrain parts of my accent and voice tone. I had to teach myself to read again from simple children’s-level reading, slowly building up to adult-level books over many years. I used Google to help me spell. I used every tool I could find to improve. I taught myself about self-publishing, formatting, book design, cover design, branding, websites, and everything else I needed to know. From around the age of twenty-five to now, almost forty-two, I have spent years teaching myself what I was never taught properly in the beginning. That journey has not been easy. It has taught me that jealousy comes in many forms. It has taught me that some people are not as supportive as they claim to be. It has taught me that when you start rising from a place people expected you to stay buried in, not everyone will clap for you. But I have also learned something stronger. You can come from a place where you were discouraged from reading and still become an author. You can be told books will fill your head with silly ideas and still build a life from stories. You can be behind, unsupported, traumatised, mocked, bullied, and underestimated and still teach yourself to create. I did not become a writer because everything was easy. I became a writer because stories stayed with me when almost nothing else did. And now, every book I create is proof that the voice people tried to silence was never gone. It was only waiting for the strength, the healing, and the right moment to speak.

Welcome to Indie Author Tarot House’s first official blog post! It is a place for readers, seekers, dreamers, and anyone who feels a pull towards stories of shadow, spirit, mystery, and meaning. If you're here, you probably know books are more than pages and decks are more than cards. They're portals. They’re mirrors. They are invitations into worlds that call us to feel deeper, look closer, and remember the parts of ourselves that everyday life sometimes teaches us to hush. I’m R. L. White, indie author, oracle creator, storyteller, and founder of Indie Author Tarot House. Indie author, oracle creator, storyteller, and founder of Indie Author Tarot House. My work is based on imagination, intuition, spiritual symbolism, gothic atmosphere, emotional truth and the strange magic that lies just beneath the surface of everyday life. My work is based on imagination, intuition, spiritual symbolism, gothic atmosphere, emotional truth and the strange magic that lies just beneath the surface of everyday life. I write for the mysterious, the supernatural, the sacred, the haunted, and the profoundly human. This is my personal and creative space to share updates about my books, behind-the-scenes glimpses into my writing worlds, reflections on my oracle and tarot creations, creative announcements, inspiration, character journeys, project news, and the more profound meanings of the stories I create. Stories matter. That’s the essence of everything I do. They help us survive and transform, grieve and laugh, awaken and find language for parts of life that are hard to explain. Some stories come quietly. Some come like lightning. Some are imaginary; some feel spiritually delivered, waiting for the right moment to step forward. So many of my worlds are newborn. So whether you are here for the books, cards, magic, mystery, or just because something called you closer, welcome. I am so glad you’re here. This is only the beginning. With love, R. L. White Indie Author Tarot House