SECRETS OF THE NETHER MOOR by Allison Tebo

What’s a Spell Bomb? You may well ask. In an alternate Georgian England,
Charlotte wants one to help her save her brother, but she worries about dangerous effects. “It won’t hurt anyone, will it?” she asks.

The old woman, sucking industriously at a potion pill of unrevealed properties, waved a hand in dismissal. “The spell itself won’t hurt anyone. What people do when they’re enchanted, that’s another matter. One never knows what to expect.

Every mortal reacts differently. I’ve known some to start raving, others to attack their neighbors, and a few to fall in love with complete strangers. You shall definitely cause confusion. But watch yourself, young lady. It might have been easier just to cosh these chaps. But then, that’s none of my business. Thank you again for your patronage. You make illegal bartering possible.”

Welcome to the Nether Moor