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@vankohl.com Oct 9, 2026, 2:25 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

Snippet from Chapter 6 of The Third Between Us.

#TBBPrompt #WritingPrompt

@tuckerlieberman.com Oct 9, 2026, 2:41 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

From ATTIS & ALEPH
www.backerkit.com/c/projects/t...

all symbols interchange and are literal
do you see a eunuch here?”

“sorry, next time I’ll bring a eunuch” Ned promises

“do me a favor” says the Sphinx
bending her neck to gesture at the pond between her paws
“gaze into the pond until you get it”

@vampireantihero.com Oct 9, 2026, 2:41 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

#TBBPrompt this is one of the first scares in Such Sweet Sorrow. In a mirrors reflection.

#AQWrites #S3

A snippet from Such Sweet Sorrow by Artemis Quinn. It says:

Beneath the hooks was a large, ornate oval mirror, mounted in an ornate filigree frame that was crafted in a brilliant bronze, green patina showing its age.

Wait a second…

I stepped closer, my eyes narrowing as I stared at the mirror. There was a smudge in the glass that looked like a face. What is that? I tilted my head, trying to change the angle, but the illusion didn’t fade. “No way…”

I twisted to look more fully at the mirror, holding the door with my right hand and leaning in. The face started to define — the right half of an eye, nose, full lips, and the start of an angular jaw beneath curly hair. There was way more detail here than it could be if I had just rubbed against it at some point. As I leaned in, the smudgy eye blinked. I jumped away with a gasp. “Fuck!!”

My heart pounded as I jumped back from the mirror, pressing against the door of the bathroom. I closed my eyes, shaking my head. You’re tired. That’s all.

@maximejaz.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 7:54 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

#TBBPrompt
I have a scene in my published vampire romance In Aeternum, when Jay is waiting for his mother to die at the hospital and Roman, his ancient vampire lover, sits with him, and gives him a tiny lesson on life. (cw death, grief)

Jay walked to him when she had sunk again. “You want to sit here? Don’t waste your time.”
“What time?” Looking up at him with a smile.
“Of course…”
“You’re bored with this? It will be over soon.”
His guilt flamed up. “Not bored… it’s just… she’s in pain… it’s hard for me to see her like this… I only ever had her…”
Roman didn’t say anything, watching as Jay’s human mind was already coloring her picture, making it perfect in the shadow of death, to heighten that agony of grief, tame that guilt. How could you be anything else than perfect, mother? After death, it was indecent to talk about the dark side. He pursed his lips. “She raised you, and you’re doing well. Her task is complete.”
“And if she’s gone,… and that crazy vampire woman kills you, I’ll be alone.”
Roman rose and made him turn to the window, holding his neck lightly, their reflections in the night sky. “Who do you see?”
“Us…” Confused, almost annoyed, but Roman stepped out of the frame.
“And now?”
“Just me.”
“Are you alone?” Jay blinked at his reflection, seeing that young man in that milky mirror image, his set grey eyes which he averted, almost, Roman’s voice cutting him short. “Don’t. Look at yourself.” He obeyed, forcing his gaze into his reflection’ eyes. “You’ll never be alone, Jay. You’ll always have you.”
“I’m not sure I like what I’m seeing…”
“Learn then… to like him.” Roman walked close, lacing his arms around him from the back, his lips on his neck. Their eyes locked in the glass. “Because after a while… there’s nobody else…”
Jay got it then, watching his immortal face in that glass, what he meant, people dying around him like fireflies, a fleeting light in the night of his long life. He sighed, his voice shaking. “I’m not sure I can…”
Roman’s dark lips curled up. “You can. You just refuse. But it’s there. Work for it. Every day.”

@spookyxpickle.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 10:53 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

How many of us
have stared at our reflection,
with disappointment

We find ourselves to be
too much,
or not enough,

But the thing is,
you're already here,
already you

You might as well
take up the space
like you mean it

#TBBPrompt #Writing #AmWriting #WritingPrompt

@josiejaffrey.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 6:53 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

This one’s from May Day!
#TBBPrompt

Blood is available from several vendors within the city, so there’s really no need for anyone to go taking humans off the streets. The problem is that it’s expensive, which is a reflection of how much effort goes into obtaining it.
It works like this: the academics of Solomon College focus on the sciences, with a particular emphasis on producing spin-out companies that run various and numerous drug trials. Those trials always involve taking large amounts of blood from the volunteer participants – for which they are financially incentivised – but very few of the drugs ever make it to market. That’s not because the drugs the college produces aren’t effective, but because the drugs never exist in the first place. The sole objective of the enterprise is to obtain the participants’ blood.

@amaralynn.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 11:58 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

#TBBPrompt - Reflection
Some inner reflecting Ava:

The kiss and his words have played in my head over and over again all night, and when I see him again the next morning, after he texted and asked if I wanted to get breakfast together, my face burns brighter than the sun.

-from Fire and Feathers

@spookyxpickle.bsky.social Oct 10, 2026, 12:45 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

What is up, book fiends!?

I got another spotlight on some enchanting @the-book-bazaar.com projects.

Read it on Medium if you have a membership, or read for free on my bloggy blog! #dark #fantasy #fairytales #booksky #buyindie

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@adorkastock.com Oct 9, 2026, 1:56 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

Don't forget to grab those FREE refs for following! Me and @nyxnaiastock.bsky.social had a great time putting them together many moons ago

#Pose #PoseRef

@theeldervampire.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 1:00 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

#TBBPrompt Reflection
from The Witch of Eden Hollow #⚔️🌿🌼

Soon enough, Avery tentatively joined Elias to look at his reflection. Immediately, he froze. Avery reached out, touched his reflection, then moved to hold his own face. He stared at his freckles and at how puffy his eyes had gotten from crying. He felt his nose, his cheeks, glanced down at his own hand.

“That’s… me?”

“It is.” Elias smiled. “Look at your eyes. See how your hair frames your face. Strong nose, nice cheeks. Those freckles mean you have been kissed by the sun. It’s a lovely trait to have.”

Avery blushed. “Really?” he asked in a small voice.

“Yes. And there is no one else in the world with a face exactly
like this.”

@rhysackhurst.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 1:44 AMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

Torn between something cute and something sad. So I did both

1.) Lu made a deal with Nebula to switch clothes at a ball so he can sneak a dance with Sorrel and Lu's showing her his handiwork with her makeup

2.) Sid sees his reflection after a *long* time

#TBBPrompt #WritingPrompt #VeilOfStarlight

"Okay, close your eyes again," Lu told her, taking her shoulders and positioning her in front of the mirror hanging inside the door of his wardrobe. She sighed, waiting as Lu tied her veil in place with the ribbon high on her forehead. She could feel the shorter end that usually fell to her chest was folded back to keep her face more visible.
"And… now."
She opened her eyes, her mostly flat expression immediately fell in shock. "I–?" She took several steps closer to the mirror, carefully inspecting her reflection. "Oh, th-that is me, holy shit."
She glanced at Lu before turning back to herself with a stunned scoff. "I…" She reached out and pulled him into a hug. "Thank you," she whispered.
"Thank you," he replied. With a proud grin, he gently took her elbow and opened his bedroom door, playfully presenting her to their brother and sister.
Nit gasped in excitement. Lu took a mock bow, Sid politely clapped with a crooked, playfully regal smile.
"C'mon, you need to go show off." Lu told her.
"And piss off Stella." Sid added, his smile growing genuine.
"A win-win." Neb lightly shrugged, snickering.

There wasn't any room for him to rest his hands, but he was desperately curious about what lay beneath the covered trays. He was unfortunately side-tracked by his reflection, brow rising in shock.

His eyes were almost too dim to make out in the weakly flickering flames of his face. Flames that were also darker than he remembered. He was nearly the flat gray of wet ash, no longer the heavy-cloud gray he expected. Or the soft gray of twilight he was named after.

Before he could lament or process how confinement had changed him physically, Tara motioned for the chefs to uncover their trays and he was immediately distracted. He didn't even notice the chefs leave as Tara dismissed them and the door closed.

@jakevanguard.bsky.social Oct 8, 2026, 9:11 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

Today's TBB Writing Prompt is a good one for Tam and Sword once more. No matter how much these two banter, in the end, they have the same goals.

#TBBPrompt

Sword searches for my gaze, a reflection of my own emotions. Anger, sadness, and determination to set things right.

Jake Vanguard - OMEN

@karamoonauthor.com Oct 8, 2026, 9:25 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

#TBBPrompt "reflection"

😸

from A Prayer for the Pirate Queen 🏴‍☠️ 💜 ⚓️ currently in third draft revisions

"Saints!" Kallista exclaimed quietly, then gripped the railings on the foredeck. Cats were slippery things. If she gave chase, the little blighter would get away. "When did we get a cat on this ship?"

"I believe he came on at Didaea, Captain," Madelia answered. "At least, that's about when he started showing up in the galley and begging me for tidbits."

Kallista folded her arms. "Well, I hope he'll pull his weight, and take up the post of pestmaster. I don't intend to pick up every waif and stray in our travels."

Iona waited until Madelia had walked away before muttering, "Āe, we hardly need a cat when the captain's already brought her pet onboard, do we?" Iona smirked at Kallista, then stepped away, returning to duty, before Kallista could think of something snippy to say back to her.

At least it would only be a few days of teasing, and then Geni would be gone. Kallista tried to feel relief at that, but on reflection, she thought she could stand a little more teasing from Iona if it meant a bit more time with Geni.

@sophroniaw.bsky.social Oct 8, 2026, 9:53 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

From revising chapter 1 of my novel today:

The boys led Kazian up to a random section of the tower. Its wide plane of mirror-glass was pristine, with not a mark or scratch to be seen. It was akin to an undisturbed lake, as though all three could step through it like a portal.

#TBBPrompt #AmWriting

@backwardsknight.com Oct 8, 2026, 10:54 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

Hello #BookBazaar26 friends! Coming at you with another #TBBPrompt reply for this week's word of reflection.

This is a snippet from my TBB project, The Forgotten Princess. Book two of my Eldritch Remnant series.

As always, beware the Ibe Nire.

Text snippet that reads: Laela fared no better, rolling over onto her back, sputtering, no, sobbing. Afraid to reach out for her, to touch her, he crawled a little further away. The distance helped, but still a part of him felt yanked toward her. Panic, nausea, anxiety, everything and nothing all at once roiled inside of him, his stomach convulsing until he managed to crawl to the side. Heaving, he gagged out brackish liquid, staring at his rippling reflection in the water. Laughing at him.

Or screaming.

Laela spoke, her voice quiet, shaken. “What the fuck was that?”

@the-book-bazaar.com Oct 8, 2026, 8:32 PM

TBB Writing Prompt this week is: Reflection. Writing prompts are open to anyone who wants to participate! We'll take snippets, like-vibe pontifications... Anything! Let's read what you've got.

#TBBPrompt #Writing #AmWriting #WritingPrompt

The Book Bazaar Writing Prompt. "Reflection." QRP with your take! Can be something new, a snippet from already created writing, an idea, a backstory... anything! Let's get those writing juices flowing

@the-book-bazaar.com Oct 8, 2026, 7:05 PM

I still see it (you have to click into it if you have adult content marked to show)

@the-book-bazaar.com Oct 8, 2026, 2:17 PM

Bluesky labeled the trailer as adult content so lol no one will see this

@spookyxpickle.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 11:18 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

It's that time again! I'm sharing some highlights about the awesome projects this fall's @the-book-bazaar.com.

I posted it on Medium and my blog. And, as always, if you don't have a Medium membership, you can always read it for free on my blog!

#BookBazaar26 #BookSky

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@vampireantihero.com Oct 7, 2026, 2:27 PMReposted by @the-book-bazaar.com

That moment when your friend is moving in after your parents die and you see she has a spirit board.

22 DAYS before Such Sweet Sorrow launches with @the-book-bazaar.com on BackerKit! Follow the campaign now and get the first chapter free

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#AQPromo #S3 #IndieAuthor

A three panel comic. The first panel is black and it says "Hey, Elena?"

Panel two is a box full of candles and a spirit board and it says "yeah?"

The third panel is a blonde woman looking down. She asked, "What's all this shit? Ghost hunting?"

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