The Storyteller — Heather Ann Montford

“I have seen you carve wood into fairy wings and make them fly. I have seen you carve pointed ears onto elves no larger than dolls and strands of ivy no bigger than my hand. I do not think apples will get the better of you.” Sorie had lost everything. She had lost her home. She had lost her friends. She had lost any sense of love, for her husband had banished her from his life. All the happiness, the magic in her life, had been stolen from her. Three years later, Sorie has found a new home in the peaceful village of Amberwich. She has found love in Rhys, the village woodcarver. She has found purpose as the village storyteller, and has regained the magic in her life through the story she tells. It was a fairytale life. Until a figure from Sorie's past rides into her life, and threatens to turn her fairytale life into a nightmare.