Wonder Tales Series

From the author of the Tales of Aylfenhame comes a stunning new fairy tale, replete with "large helpings of wit and whimsy" (Publishers Weekly​) When the centuries-barren orchards of Berrie-on-the-Wyn suddenly bear fruit, it is clear that something strange is afoot — and something fey, for this is no ordinary harvest. To partake of the fruits of Faerie is to be changed for good, but not necessarily for the better. From whence come the golden apples, the moonlit silver pears? Who is the motley piper who walks the streets of Berrie, drawing forth magic and mayhem with his music? And how can half of the town vanish into thin air? There may be chaos aplenty in Berrie, but all that's needed to set things straight is a touch of the right light — and maybe just the right pair of Boots...

From the author of Gloaming and Wyrde and Wayward comes a sparkling wonder tale about a gentle widow, an eccentric wizard, and a wardrobe of magical hats… Meg Lavender has been alone since her husband died – well, mostly. There’s a trio of widows in Ravensby Od; you can find them every Wednesday at Foxley’s, absorbing syllabub, and tea. It’s a quiet life in a quiet town; a sensible town, where tea is always at three o’clock sharp, and the trains arrive precisely when they’re supposed to. But the past is an odd sort of place, and it won’t always stay where it’s meant to. Magic is coming back to Ravensby Od – and Meg Lavender’s in the thick of it. It begins with a strange bequest, sped on the wings of ravens… “The world is full of strange things: it doesn’t do to object, when they get a little stranger.” Bursting with Charlotte E. English’s unique charm, Ravensby Od is a wild, whimsical Wonder Tale to warm the heart and leave you smiling. Contains: dauntless leading ladies; weird and wonderful wizards; magical dresses, and hats; an unkindness of ravens; labyrinths; unlikely friendships; and entirely too much syllabub. “Large helpings of wit and whimsy...” Publishers Weekly on Faerie Fruit “Her faultless prose… sparkles with eye-bedazzling wonder.” NYT Bestselling author Mercedes Lackey on Gloaming

Once upon a chime... Every day at four o’ clock, an enchanted twilight sweeps over Vale Argantel. Strange things happen under its eldritch influence: mists boil up out of the ground, rain pours out of a cloudless sky, and the roses grow wild and fey. Such is the way of things. But when her friend falls through a magic mirror and disappears, Margot realises something’s changed. An ancient enchantment has gone awry, and chaos quickly spreads. Magic-drunk, confused and hampered at every turn, Margot must find a way to reclaim Oriane — and before anybody else disappears. But for Oriane, things are stranger still. Lost in a topsy-turvy world, how can she ever find her way home? For she’s adrift in a place very like Argantel — eerily familiar, yet strangely different; a place which follows none of the usual rules… Praise for Gloaming: "One part Eleanor Farjeon, one part Lord Dunsany, one part Vera Chapman, but mostly her unique self, Charlotte English is the first new (to me) writer to make me excited in a long, long time. Her faultless prose by turns ascends with the lark, leads you down secret paths like the willow-the-wisp, bewitches you into bewilderment, and sparkles with eye-bedazzling wonder, taking you at last to an enchanted ending that leaves you as drunk on words as her protagonists on ensorceled rose-wine. Please, milady, more!" - Mercedes Lackey

Distantly upon the horizon, bejewelled light shone like stars; tantalising, inviting. Then the palace-in-glass was gone, fading away into the velvet night like a snuffed lamp. Between the sands and the starlight, ancient powers rise, and the oldest of tales becomes new.  An old sorcerer travels the starlight bazaars: cursed and magic-blighted, he has glass where his heart should be. A half-jinni enchantress seeks her missing son: daughter of a fallen king, hers is a great and daunting power. A trio of camels walks the sands: loyal sisters in service, there is more to their past than meets the eye.   What unites these tales (and many more) is a marvel of sorcery and beauty: a great palace of ensorcelled glass, glimpsed only under the stars, and vanishing with the dawn... The third Wonder Tale from Charlotte E. English combines the magic and colour of ancient stories with her trademark wit and whimsy. A fresh journey into the strange lands of fairytales.

Three enchanting fairytales from a writer of extraordinary imagination. Charlotte E. English’s Wonder Tales will sweep you far, far away... Faerie Fruit: The centuries-barren orchards of Berrie-on-the-Wyn suddenly bear fruit — and it’s clear that something fey’s afoot. Who is the motley piper walking the streets, drawing forth magic and mayhem with his music? And how can half of the town vanish into thin air? Gloaming: In Vale Argantel, an enchanted twilight sweeps over the land at precisely four o’clock. Such is the way of things. But when Oriane falls through a magic mirror and disappears, something odder still is on the rise. For she’s gone to a place very like Argantel — eerily familiar, yet strangely different; a place which follows none of the usual rules… Sands and Starlight: An old sorcerer travels the starlight bazaars: cursed and magic-blighted, he has glass where his heart should be. To mend it, he must journey back into his own shadowed past — to the lost and wandering palace of ensorcelled glass, glimpsed only under the stars, and vanishing with the dawn... “Large helpings of wit and whimsy... Readers who enjoy the old-fashioned language of classic fairy tales will be pleased with this one. ” -Publishers Weekly on Faerie Fruit​ “Her faultless prose by turns ascends with the lark, leads you down secret paths like the willow-the-wisp, bewitches you into bewilderment, and sparkles with eye-bedazzling wonder...” - NYT Bestselling author Mercedes Lackey on Gloaming

From the author of The Tales of Aylfenhame and Castle Chansany comes a cozy, uplifting, warm-hearted fantasy about found family, wholeness, and hope.  ‘You may have noticed,’ said Maut, ‘that the Tree is on the move.’ On the edge of the town of Kottow stands the tallest (and oddest) Tree in the land. It’s a staid and solid arbour — until the Tree picks up its mighty old roots and wanders off, taking its resident band of misfits away with it. Whither goes the Tree? Not even the wizard can say. 'There is something mighty fey about all this, or my name ain't Diggory Stokey.' Far away from Kottow, a forest lies lost in the mists of a dream. There’s much to mend in this hoary old wood, for the Summer’s been swept from the glittering skies, and no one’s keeping an eye on the Winter... 'Enchanted forests,' Mudleaf spat. 'Bah. Like it's been raining magic this long age through.' The good folk of Kottow aren’t used to so wayward a magic — not even Maut Fey, the one with the sunlight behind her eyes. But magic will have its way with them, whether they will or no. Summertide’s waiting. Can the folk of the Tree bring it back, or will the wild magic wash them away? “If you mixed elements of the Faraway Tree, Narnia, Frozen and A Midsummer Night’s Dream together, you might get something like Summertide. Maybe.” — The Author ‘Almond tarts for her MAJESTY!’ someone else roared. ‘Apple ice-wine for her majesty!’ Praise for the Wonder Tales: “...large helpings of wit and whimsy... readers who enjoy the old-fashioned language of classic fairy tales will be pleased with this one.” - Publishers Weekly on Faerie Fruit “Her faultless prose by turns ascends with the lark, leads you down secret paths like the willow-the-wisp, bewitches you into bewilderment, and sparkles with eye-bedazzling wonder...” - NYT bestselling author Mercedes Lackey on Gloaming Don't miss the other titles in the Wonder Tales collection: Faerie Fruit Gloaming Sands and Starlight