Anyone who knows her wouldn’t be surprised to learn that Jilly sees the world through a prism of faerie tales. It was years before I came to understand that she wasn’t just being whimsical when she talked so easily about hobs and brownies and various kinds of faerie creatures. They were real. Faerieland, otherworlds, and all the denizens and creatures you might imagine to live there. It was all real. And so were ghosts. I remember when I first...

Twelve-year-old Lillian, an orphan who loves roaming the woods looking for fairies when her chores are done, is bitten by a deadly snake and saved through the magical forest creatures in this expansion on the author's and illustrator's previous work, A circle of cats.

Newford's citizens--fey folk, magicians, hustlers, painters, fiddlers, and ordinary people--stumble headfirst into enchanting adventures.

The circumscribed world of automobile mechanic Altagracia "Grace" is changed when she meets and falls in love with John Burns, but they will have to find a way to deal with their haunted pasts before they can move forward with their lives.

"Juniper Wiles once starred as a plucky teen detective in the popular TV show, Nora Constantine. When the series ended seven years ago, Juniper decided to leave L.A., return to Newford, and join friends at Bramleyhaugh artists' collective, the center of which is her pal, faerie artist Jilly Coppercorn. Now, with the strange murder of a young man, the fictional world of Nora Constantine starts to bleed into Newford. Juniper wanted to leave her role...

The artist colony of Newford is endangered when ancient spirits battle for power.

"Magic is already fading in the Green Isles, but it's still a time when myths walk the world and the children of the ancient gods are engaged in one final confrontation. But when legendary creatures wage war, it s the ordinary people who suffer the consequences--unless they, themselves, can find a way to bring an end to the hostilities. The trouble is, not all of them are able to pick a side..."--Jacket.

Tamson House, in modern, urban Ottawa, is a rambling, eccentric curiosity of a dwelling and a place of hidden Power. Built at a point where the leylines meet, upon land that was once a sacred site, it is the gateway to a spirit world where Celtic and Native American magicks mingle and leak into our own. In the overgrown garden of Tamson House, a Coyote Man waits, green children walk, and music rises to greet the moon. From the garden, a vast and primal...