All posts by Jojo Debrazza

Jojo Debrazza is a writer of young adult and children’s fiction. The Charm is her debut YA novella. Jojo has a vivid imagination and likes to make up stories. Her friends call it lying but she calls it writing. She lives mainly in a dream world with her partner and a house full of small furry animals. It’s a carefree happy place where everything is bright and fluffy. Jojo’s other passion is football (soccer). As well as playing and helping to run a club she works as a football development officer in Cambridgeshire, England.

Slytherin Sunflower Impersonates Voldemort

Is Slytherin 1 dead? It’s head looks dead and shrivelled but then so did Voldemort and we know how that turned out.

Meanwhile, Team Hufflepuff and Team Ravenclaw are battling it out at the top of the team leaderboard with Ravenclaw 1 currently standing tallest at 83 cm.

SunflowerHeight in cms 26/062022
Ravenclaw 183
Hufflepuff 178
Hufflepuff 276
Ravenclaw 276
Slytherin 275
Gryffindor 169
Slytherin 167
Muggle 266
Muggle 162
Gryffindor 258

House Points Leaderboard

Team Hufflepuff170
Team Ravenclaw170
Team Slytherin100
Team Gryffindor60
Team Muggle50

Will Slytherin 1 return, Voldemort style before judging day at the end of July?

Team Hufflepuff Take the Lead

Team Hufflepuff’s herbology skills are paying off. Both their flowers have grown by over 20 cms since the last measurements were taken two weeks ago. Professor Sprout would be proud! Can they hang on to the top spot until judging day at the end of July.

SunflowerHeight in cms 15/05/2022
Hufflepuff 161
Ravenclaw 153
Hufflepuff 253
Slytherin 151
Ravenclaw 249
Muggle 248
Gryffindor 146
Slytherin 244
Muggle 139
Gryffindor 237

House Points Leaderboard:

Team Hufflepuff180
Team Ravenclaw150
Team Slytherin100
Team Muggle80
Team Gryffindor50

Mirror World Publishing Contest Open Now

From Here to There Anthology Contest

Contest opens May 15th, 2022 and we will be accepting submissions until the end of June.

What we’re looking for: Short stories and novellas ranging between 5000 to 25,000 words that are science fiction, fantasy, adventure, time travel, romance, or some combination of the above that focus on a theme of travel from one place to another or journey before destination. This includes people in transit, portals, time travel, space travel, spaces between, quests, ect.

We’re looking for original, unpublished works and as always we prefer stories with engaging openings, character-driven stories, and quality world-building.

There is a fee of $20 CAD to enter, but all money raised will go toward prizes for the winning entries as well as production of the book, From Here to There: Far, Far Away Vol. 2 to be released next summer.

Winning entries will receive: A contract for publication in From Here to There + $65 CAD + 1 Author Copy of the finished paperback

As always, submissions and inquiries are to be sent to submissions[at] Instructions on how to properly submit to follow!

If you’re not a writer, or don’t plan to enter but still want to support the creation of From Here to There, please consider purchasing an ebook or paperback copy of Far, Far Away Vol. 1 in our store and we’ll put aside all profit form this title to go toward the contest and production of Vol. 2!

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Last Year’s Contest Anthology:


Clever Team Ravenclaw and Cunning Team Slytherin top the leaderboard

The sunflowers in the Bull-Knox Sunflower Contest 2022 have been measured again to track their progress.

Hufflepuff 1 is the tallest sunflower at this stage (40 cm) but its teammate, Hufflepuff 2, is one of the smallest. This means Team Hufflepuff sit mid table on the House Points Leaderboard.

Team Ravenclaw and Team Slytherin seem to have figured out their tactics, realising they need both flowers to grow high for a team win.

SunflowerHeight in cms 15/05/2022
Hufflepuff 140
Ravenclaw 135
Slytherin 132
Slytherin 232
Ravenclaw 232
Muggle 231
Gryffindor 131
Muggle 130
Hufflepuff 230
Gryffindor 227

Team Muggle have gone from top to second bottom of the leaderboard, and Team Gryffindor, well, maybe they are saving themselves for a big finish.

See the scoring system here.

House Points Leaderboard:

Team Ravenclaw150
Team Slytherin150
Team Hufflepuff120
Team Muggle80
Team Gryffindor50

Check out the teams here.

Thank you for following and getting behind your favorite team.

Cast Out is now out!

Cast Out, is now available on Amazon. The book is aimed at children aged 8+  and is available in paperback and Kindle formats (free to read on Kindle Unlimited).

Book cover with title Cast Out and author name Jojo Debrazza. A fairy is falling, she is surrounded by objects like toadstools, frogs, dragon flies and lower down objects like a bike, mobile phone, necklace and a book.

About the book:

Do you believe in fairies? What if one lived in your treehouse or went to your school?

Found guilty of trespassing, damage to property and speaking ill of royalty, Snowstorm Forest Fae (Fay) is cast out from the fairy queendom. Stripped of her magic powers and learning to live in the human world, she encounters bullies, cyberbullies and frenemies—but she also makes good friends. And when Fay discovers that the fairy queen and her homeland is in peril, she needs her friends, both human and magic, to help—but she must survive school first!

This book is about friendship, overcoming bullies, cyberbullies and frenemies, and standing up for what’s right. Oh, and fairies.

Do you believe in fairies? What if one was living in your tree house?

My new children’s book, Cast Out, is coming out very soon.

Book cover with title Cast Out and author name Jojo Debrazza. A fairy is falling, she is surrounded by objects like toadstools, frogs, dragon flies and lower down objects like a bike, mobile phone, necklace and a book.
Cover designed by Lauren Felt

About the book:

Found guilty of trespassing, damage to property and speaking ill of royalty, Snowstorm Forest Fae (Fay) is cast out from the fairy queendom. Stripped of her fairy powers and learning to live in the human world, she soon makes some friends—and some enemies. And when Fay discovers that the fairy queen and her homeland is in peril, she knows she must find a way to help—but she has to survive school first!

Available to buy or read on Kindle Unlimited very soon.

Muggles Take an Early Lead

The first measurements have been taken in the Bull-Knox Sunflower Contest 2022.

The tallest flowers so far are Hufflepuff 1 and Muggle 1 both coming in at 16 cms. Each team has two flowers contributing points.

SunflowerHeight in cms 01/05/2022
Hufflepuff 116
Muggle 116
Ravenclaw 114
Gryffindor 213
Slytherin 113
Slytherin 213
Muggle 212
Ravenclaw 211
Gryffindor 111
Hufflepuff 210

Team Hufflepuff may have the joint tallest flower, but they also have the smallest flower, meaning Team Muggle top the leaderboard at this stage. See the scoring system here.

House Points Leaderboard:

Team Muggle130
Team Hufflepuff110
Team Ravenclaw110
Team Slytherin110
Team Gryffindor90

Team Muggle:




The Loud Lambs

Team Hufflepuff:



Mommy Bear


Team Ravenclaw:

Dave H


Mazza B


Team Gryffindor:



Team Slytherin:

Laura Lemming

It’s not too late to join a team.

Slytherins, don’t be shy. No one is judging your house allegiance here. The only thing being judged is the sunflowers!

Lands of Jade: Crimson Winter, Vol. 2 by Justine Alley Dowsett

Darkness falls…so I can… see the light of day again 

Mirror World Publishing and Sapphyria's Book Promotions present the 1-week book for Lands of Jade: Crimson Winter, Vol. 2 by Justine Alley Dowsett.

About Lands of Jade:

Darkness falls...

For the first time in eight hundred years, the sun sets on the desert world of Crimson Winter, throwing the planet into unexpected darkness and further chaos. And with the setting of the sun comes the unexpected rise of hordes of undead creatures from the endless Sand Lakes. I can...

Yukari Namikoya, Japanese high school student turned Chosen of Sapphiros, must rise to the occasion and use the powers she has been given to try and protect those she's come to love against overwhelming odds.

...see the light of day again.

But when each night lasts a little longer, Yukari soon realizes that their days might be numbered and a sinister force beyond even the menace of the Vile Emperor might be behind the terrors that are besieging the planet during such a desperate time. The worst part is that Yukari doesn't know if her powers, or even the combined forces of her allies will be enough to protect the Kingdom of Taiyou, let alone the whole world.

Genres:  Young Adult, SciFi, Fantasy, Adventure 

Page Count: Approximately 434

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“So it’s a children’s toy that goes down the stairs?” Rama asked. “On its own, you say?” 

I listened only half-heartedly as Hotaru tried, once again, to explain another tidbit of Earth culture to someone who had no frame of reference for what she was talking about. Hotaru was my best friend, but I was often exasperated by her lack of good judgment. I prided myself on having a solid grasp on the facts of any given situation, but it was not lost on me that my round-faced, dark-haired friend was my complete opposite. It was a wonder we got along at all. 

Beyond Hotaru, Kaji rolled his eyes to indicate what he thought of the current topic of conversation and I smiled at him, despite myself. Like Hotaru, I had known Kaji my entire life. We didn’t talk much, but when we did we often saw eye to eye, which was refreshing compared to the arguments I often had with Hotaru. 

Yue, the other one of us who had been chosen by Sapphiros, was another matter altogether. I looked up as I saw my friend appear at the base of the staircase and grab a couple of buns from the soldier handing them out, her impossibly long, chestnut brown hair falling down to cover her face in shadow. Yue and I had been close enough on Earth, though even then she had been quiet and generally preferred to be on her own, rather than socialize or study. Since arriving on this world, she had, if anything, become more distant from the rest of us. In the last three days she had been mostly silent, using her power to increase her walking or running speed until she was no longer visible as she passed from place to place, in order to avoid having to actually encounter anyone. 

She turned, buns in hand, and made as if to flash-step back in the direction she had come when she stopped suddenly, her back stiffening. I sat up straight in alarm before I realized what had caused Yue to pause. A familiar grating noise filled the air and I looked over my shoulder in disbelief to see the doors of the temple were opening at last. 

The group of us on the steps hurried to our feet as two at a time, sorceresses and sorceresses-in-training emerged from the massive temple, fanning out from the doors themselves and down the sides of the staircase. Prince Narlhep emerged slowly into the light of day from the dark confines of the Jade mountain. He walked stiffly, but I was glad to see him exiting the temple under his own power – after three days of his continued absence, I had begun to worry he would not emerge at all. The prince took a few more steps and stopped between Kaji and Rama, but he didn’t make any move to take his helmet off, nor did he speak. 

“All hail the new King of Taiyou!” Kaji called out, his voice amplified by his power so everyone could hear him. “All hail King Narlhep!” 

“King Narlhep!” The cheer was repeated by those of us on the steps, Rama’s troops, and the Roughlanders beyond, though the many sorceresses remained silent and stony-faced. 

My eyes were trained on Narlhep, who still had not made any move to remove his helmet – something was amiss here. After a long moment, Narlhep retrieved his sword from Rama and started making his way down the stairs. I fell in step beside him as the sorceresses began to disperse and the others talked excitedly amongst themselves. 

“Narlhep, are you all right?”

He didn’t answer me, confirming my suspicions. I quickened my pace to keep step with him as he broke free of the crowd at the bottom of the stairs and continued on away from where we had set up our encampment. Ahead of us lay the partly-destroyed small village that decorated the one side of the mountain, where we had commandeered most of our remaining supplies. 

“Narlhep?” I tried again as he marched deliberately toward a wooden cabin, which was slightly larger than the majority of the huts still standing in the village. 

I entered the cabin on the heels of the prince – or the king now, I suppose. The cabin was still not very big, despite being larger than most of the buildings in this village. The main room – perhaps the only room, I couldn’t tell – contained only a few rickety chairs facing a wooden desk. Behind the desk was a woman I had met before, but didn’t much like. She was small of stature and elderly, with a bun of grayish-white hair held atop her head by a black net of spider-like webbing. As the armoured King of Taiyou entered her presence, the matronly sorceress stood and gave a slight bow of her head in his direction. Narlhep did not wait for the woman to finish acknowledging him before he removed her head with a single, powerful swipe of his sword. 

I gasped, my eyes widening in shock. Narlhep, like me, was only fifteen. I had never killed anyone before, though since coming here I had seen my share of death. I had read in the museum of Taiyou that Prince Narlhep, like the other princes of his line before him, had been responsible for the death of his father, but until now I hadn’t fully believed my friend to be capable of murder. Her head rolled to the ground as her body crumpled and a slight green mist, like a gas, wafted from out of her body to dissipate in the air. 

“She was the last of the Oujou.” Narlhep’s voice sounded muffled from beneath his helmet, but I could hear him struggling to keep his voice controlled. “I had no choice.”  

“Narlhep, please, talk to me,” I pleaded with him, wanting my friend back. “Tell me what happened in there.” 

He gave no response, but stood tightly gripping his bloody sword a moment in his gauntleted hand before walking past me. I couldn’t let him just walk away. I tried a different tactic, though it would cost me to do it. “Your Majesty?”

He stopped with his back to me and he didn’t turn his head. “Don’t call me that,” he said. “I’m not the King of Taiyou.”

“If you’re not the King of Taiyou, then who is?” 

Narlhep took a deep breath, audible through his helmet. “The Chosen of Jedeite. I’m to act as Regent until he returns to Taiyou, then my time is finished.” 

Meet the Author:

Justine Alley Dowsett is the author of ten novels and counting, and one of the founders of Mirror World Publishing. Her books, which she often co-writes with her sister, Murandy Damodred, range from young adult science fiction to dark fantasy/romance. She earned a BA in Drama from the University of Windsor, honed her skills as an entrepreneur by tackling video game production, and now she dedicates her time to writing, publishing, and role-playing with her friends.

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The Bull-Knox Sunflower Contest is back!

The Bull-Knox Sunflower Contest is back for 2022 and this time it’s even more magical!

The sunflowers are competing on behalf of the Hogwarts houses. And, not wanting to exclude the non magical folk, there is also a team for muggles.

Join your team here:

Not sure which Hogwarts house you belong in? Take the test here (or, if you don’t know what a Hogwarts house is, you are probably a muggle):


Each team consists of two sunflowers. On judging day (usually early August) the flowers are measured. The following points will be awarded:

Tallest = 100 points

2nd tallest = 90 points

3rd tallest = 80 points

4th tallest = 70 points

5th tallest = 60 points

6th tallest = 50 points

7th tallest = 40 points

8th tallest = 30 points

9th tallest = 20 points

Smallest = 10 points

Deceased, eaten by rabbits, fallen, missing = 0 points

The team with the most points wins!

Prize = House/muggle pride

Sign up to show your allegiance. Or just follow along.

Good luck!

The Demons of Chiyoda – book 3. Virtual book tour

Nora Simeon hates demons.

Mirror World Publishing and Sapphyria’s Book Promotions present the 1-week book tour for The Demons of Chiyoda (Nora Simeon Investigations #3) by Laurence Raphael Brothers.

About The Demons of Chiyoda:

Occult private eye, Nora Simeon, and Eyre, her uncannily pretty boyfriend, are on another case on behalf of the Commission, the secret organization that controls financial sorcery in the Americas. This time they’re hunting down an investment-bank sorcerer who cracked when passed over for promotion and used a summoned demon to commit murder. Finding the murderer is easy, but he’s already dead, assassinated in a locked room.

The case’s ramifications quickly reach far beyond New York. From a murder scene in Queens, Nora and Eyre discover a tangled web of international corruption and sorcery linking crimes in Japan and the US. Traveling to Tokyo at the behest of the mysterious Onmyōdō Group, they run afoul of the even more deadly Ministry of Shadows. In the rural reaches of Fukushima province, Nora and Eyre discover a fateful secret that could shake the foundations of financial sorcery all around the world and come up against an old enemy whose malice poses a greater danger than any they’ve faced before.

Book Information:

Publisher: ‎ Mirror World Publishing; 1st edition (March 17, 2022)
Publication Date: ‎ March 17, 2022
Print Length: ‎ 199 pages

Follow the Book Tour for Spotlights, Exclusive Excerpts, and Reviews:

Read an Excerpt:

Technically, it was Entering but not Breaking. Eyre had charmed the
superintendent out of the spare key to apartment 4-G, and with the aid of a bit
of machine oil I was working it slowly into the lock to avoid making any noise.
We were in the fourth-floor corridor of a red brick apartment building on
Parsons Boulevard in Flushing, Queens, a pleasant working-class neighborhood
with plenty of trees and quiet side streets. Someone was cooking a pot roast in
a nearby apartment, and the aroma was reminding me I’d skipped lunch tracking
down this address.

“I’m ready, Nora,” Eyre said. My blue-haired assistant was poised,
crouched at my side, waiting for me to get past the lock. I tried turning the
key. Slowly…slowly…I could feel resistance, but it wasn’t stuck. A
millimeter at a time and— something clacked loudly. Fuck. The deadbolt must
have been spring-loaded.

I turned the doorknob to clear the latch and slammed the door open
with my shoulder. No chain. Eyre darted inside as soon as the gap was wide
enough, and I followed an instant later, backing him up with my gun drawn.
There was a time early in my career when I would have called for some
Commission heavies and a staff sorcerer or two for back-up because come on,
there could be an angry demon in there. And a time more recently when I would
have gone in alone because fuck it. But now it was Eyre and me. With his
slender build and boyish face, my assistant didn’t look like much of a fighter,
but I doubted there was any demon who could beat him one-on-one.

This was a renegade sorcerer’s safe house, a VP from Morgan Stanley
who’d cracked and gone on a murder spree when he was passed over for promotion,
using a demon he’d illicitly summoned for his own private use as an assassin. I
was honestly expecting the flat to be empty, the sorcerer not being so stupid
as to hide out in town with the Commission after him, but it was possible he
was there, and it was possible the demon was there, too. As it happened, both
those things were true.

Eyre put the brakes on and didn’t do anything violent immediately,
so I paused behind him to take in the scene. It was a barebones one-bedroom
flat, a dining room nook by the door, a tiny kitchen off to the left, the
dining area opening into a living room, and a short corridor on the right
leading off to a pair of doors, no doubt the bedroom and bathroom. No furniture
at all, except for some kind of collapsible chrome thing at the back of the
living room and— Oh. That was a severed human head on the floor in front of it.

The chrome thing unfolded itself, revealing itself to be a demon
after all. The creature gave an initial impression of a high-end Ikea coffee
table put together by a demented elder god who’d gotten frustrated with the
instructions and never could find a use for half the hex bolts. The demon must
have been summoned recently, as they hadn’t had any time to adapt their form
from the original jointed assembly of polished metal rods and plates to which
their spirit had been bound. Unlimbered, their effect was something like a
skeletal centaur with metal bones, except that for a head they had a hinged
gripper like a two-fingered hand at the end of a long, segmented, prehensile
neck. Instead of hooves or feet their legs ended in sharpened points that made
them teeter precariously as they rose from the floor, and two longer armlike
limbs of the same sort extended from their shoulders. Though they had some
trouble balancing at first, once up on all fours they were stable, even

“Well,” Eyre said, “this is messed up.”

Despite his awesome martial skills, Eyre was far more deeply
affected by violence and death than me, so I gave him a glance, but he seemed
okay. He was focused on the situation, prepared to defend himself if necessary.

The demon tensed for a moment, reared back as if about to spring,
but then they brought their two arms up, crossed them like a violinist, and ran
one long chrome limb up and down the other while bowing it back and forth. An
unearthly ringing tone played, a little like the sound when you rub your finger
on the edge of a wine glass, not at all unpleasant. As the sound rose and fell,
sliding smoothly up and down the scale, I realized there was something in the
overtones…oh. They were speaking, an ethereal, shimmering voice arising from
around and behind the varying note they were playing on their arms.

“—come to destroy me?”

“Not unless you make it necessary,” I told them. “Did you kill him?”

“No! Not my master. Only his enemies.”

Eyre advanced cautiously, kneeling beside the decapitated head on
the floor. The demon made as if to protect it, but then subsided. They extended
their long gripper limb and placed it beside the head, caressing its cheek
before withdrawing.

“That’s him,” Eyre said, “I think. Carson. Our subject.”

“If you didn’t kill him,” I asked the demon, “who did?”

“I don’t know!” Throbbing through the overtones of the demon’s
metallic voice, the creature’s agony and sorrow were unmistakable. “I was here,
he was sleeping in the bedroom. He was going to take me with him. He said we
would go to Maru— Maruno— to a place where the Commission could not follow. It
was the morning, time to go, to take the train, he didn’t come out, I waited, I
waited, and then, and then I went in to see, to wake him up. And then…”

The demon collapsed. They just fell to the floor in a heap, looking
once again like a mess of chrome rods haphazardly thrown together, only
stirring a little, making feeble clinking noises to show they were still alive.
Struck down by grief, I guess.

“We’d better check the bedroom.” I nodded at the creature. “What
about the demon?”

“Poor thing.”

I wanted to argue the point—the poor thing had killed two Morgan
Stanley vice presidents and an executive VP to boot—but this wasn’t the time or
the place, so I led Eyre down the hallway to the closed doors.

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Laurence Raphael Brothers is a writer and a technologist. He has published over 25 short stories in such magazines as Nature, the New Haven Review, PodCastle, and Galaxy’s Edge. His WWI-era historical fantasy novel Twilight Patrol was just released by Alban Lake. For more of his stories, visit, or follow him on twitter: @lbrothers.

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