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It is not easy being the most supernatural family in England. Nell talks to the dead; Lord Werth is too often to be found out in the churchyard at the dead of night; and the less said about Lord Bedgberry, the better. Only Miss Gussie Werth has missed out on the family curse. She sups on chocolate, not blood; she's blissfully oblivious to specters (except for Great-Aunt Honoria, of course); and she hasn't the smallest inclination to turn into a beast upon the full moon and go ravening about the countryside.

Winter has come to Werth Towers, and brought a deal of trouble with it. Not that any of it is the fault of Miss Gussie Werth. To be a one-woman catastrophe might be seen as a misfortune, but really, there can be no hope of a cure.

Master Gardener Jennifer Conners is transported to a magical world to rebuild a dungeon filled with fairies and nymphs. Unfortunately, a past enemy of the dungeon will stop at nothing to destroy her. The Green Dungeon has lain dormant for thirty years. Now, a new Garden Core has been discovered. Jennifer Conners, a human with a trace of elfin blood, has been brought to the garden. Armed with only her knowledge of plants, her love of nature, and a Garden Fairy named River, Jennifer must rebuild the garden or perish.

With Violet's identity revealed to her closest allies, the time has come for her to embrace who she is. But who is she anyway? Witch? Angel? Demon? None of the above? Meanwhile, Daddy Dearest is busy gathering a powerful force to stage a coup in Heaven, while Violet and the crew have to harness her powers and teach her to use them before he succeeds.

With her life a weird mess right now, Violet has no one to turn to. Az is still in hiding, and she's never been able to trust Max. Lucifer has offered a shoulder, but Violet knows better than to trust the original Serpent and her brand spanking new employer. Doesn't she? As the hunt for the creature who escaped the boundaries continues, more Potionsmasters meet their ends. But when someone she definitely shouldn't trust offers her a cryptic clue, Violet has to decide if her life is worth the truth. Can she endanger everyone she loves and the entire world to save her own hide?

Somebody thought it would be a great idea to send us to the Troll Court. Because somebody imagined I might be the perfect person to help with a certain wild and crazy plan of Their Majesties' concoction. They want to restore the lost city of Farringale. I can only say that I heartily approve. There is the tiny problem of how, of course; but who better to dig up the truth than the Society’s most colourful agents? Off questing we go, armed with a long list of questions, two winning smiles (well, three, if you count the Baron’s — and who wouldn’t?) and a certain Dappledok pup.