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First published September 8, 2026
The setting sun was irritating, its bright light hitting her squarely in the eye and obscuring her view of the book’s pages. Thankfully, a shadow cast over her, making it much easier. She looked up to see Everett standing before her, smiling, his figure perfectly blocking the sun’s harsh rays.
“You’ll stand there the entire time?” she asked, doubt edging her tone.
“I’ll stand by you forever,” he flirted shamelessly.
“Step up to Twig’s Traveling Tomes and step away with the book that’ll change your life!”This is told from the third-person past-tense POV of Louella.
He was a gruff cheesemonger whose attitude stank worse than his apron, and he wasn’t the type to mince words, often only speaking two at a time.There was the excellent word choice of “bristled” describing how Louella reacts when people inquire about her broom.
“I’ll stay right beside you, Louella,” Feralorn promised as he followed her behind the counter and sat down on one of the stools. “Rest assured, there’ll be no more trouble from here on out.”
And his rest was assured, for he fell asleep mere minutes later.
“A girl can learn a lot from reading romance. We’re quite dangerous in that way. Through stories, we discover what we want and refuse to settle for anything less.”There are some very creative concepts. For example, the 10 enchanted pages becoming 10 creatures – oh and the haregons are incredibly cute!! Louella has dealings selling books to villains in the Ignis Kingdom.
His responding smile was lazy. “Don’t fret, dear Twigs. I’ve learned from your books that you appreciate a slow burn. And so, I shall.” His hand slid down the length of her arm until it reached hers and squeezed.
“Shall what?” she asked as they walked hand in hand toward the picnic.
He looked down at her as if the answer were simple. “Burn, Twigs. Slowly. I’ll wait for as long as you dare me to hope.”
“In the entire realm of Four, Louella Twig was the only witch of her kind and a bit prickly about it. While other witches and wizards in the kingdoms drew their magic from nature, Louella connected to books.”
“You see, you can't only live your life in pages. Books can expand your experience of this world, but they cannot replace it entirely.”

His responding smile was lazy. “Don’t fret, dear Twigs. I’ve learned from your books that you appreciate a slow burn. And so, I shall.” His hand slid down the length of her arm until it reached hers and squeezed.
“Shall what?” she asked as they walked hand in hand toward the picnic.
He looked down at her as if the answer were simple. “Burn, Twigs. Slowly. I’ll wait for as long as you dare me to hope.”