par Bill Tiepelman
The Dewdrop Dragonfly Who Forgot How Wings Work
When Pip Glimmerflit, Sugarwild Garden’s most dazzling dewdrop dragonfly, suddenly forgets how wings work, one embarrassing crash turns into a full-blown garden spectacle. But when a nursery pod of baby pollen sprites drifts toward Bramblecup Hollow, Pip has to fly ugly, scared, and sparkling anyway.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Velvet-Eared Nectarbat of Midnight Snacks
When the flowers of Sugarwild Garden turn beautiful but hollow, Vesper Nibblewick—a velvet-eared nectarbat with dramatic snack goblin energy and deeply questionable restraint—must face the ancient hunger stealing sweetness from the roots. What begins as a midnight nectar crisis becomes a funny, heartfelt tale about appetite, belonging, and learning that taking a sip is not the same as being welcomed to the table.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Taffy-Tailed Peepdragon of Unsupervised Blooming
A sticky-toed peepdragon with a candy-colored tail is blamed when the Sugarwild Garden’s First Sparkles begin vanishing before dawn. But in The Taffy-Tailed Peepdragon of Unsupervised Blooming, adorable chaos turns detective as one wrongly accused little menace uncovers a glittering garden crime, a fake trail of evidence, and a forgotten corner desperate for morning.
par Bill Tiepelman
Lady Lollywhisk and the Petal of Poor Decisions
When Lady Lollywhisk licks the one sacred petal she was very specifically told not to lick, Sugarwild Garden erupts into magical personality-swapping chaos. Now the fluffiest little disaster in the blossom patch has to carry the cure in her own traitorous mouth before the whole garden is stuck scrambled for seven years.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Buttonwing Beetle Who Forgot He Was Fancy
A jeweled beetle wakes beside a missing sacred relic and becomes the garden’s flashiest suspect. To clear his name, Buttonwing must dive into shady mushroom markets, theatrical cricket circles, corrupt garden politics, and the horrifying possibility that he may, in fact, be fancy as hell.
par Bill Tiepelman
Madame Glazebelly and the Borrowed Moonberry
Madame Glazebelly only meant to “borrow” the Moonberry for one glittering little evening, but her tiny moon-heist quickly spirals into scandal, root magic, nosy witnesses, and one very public reckoning beneath the Sugarwild moon. In a garden where sacred light has been fenced off for far too long, one fabulous snail discovers that some magic is never meant to be owned—only carried, shared, and presented with style.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Glass Chapel Beneath the Gilded Stormtree
A revenge wedding at the Glass Chapel Beneath the Gilded Stormtree should have been simple: humiliate the lying ex, reclaim the stolen fortune, and look devastating in silk. Unfortunately for Lavinia Thornvale, the chapel has opinions, the cake has standards, and the groom she chose as a weapon may be the one person honest enough to ruin her plans beautifully.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Harp Troll of Delicate Feelings
When three unwanted houseguests crash into Grumblewick’s ruined chapel with stolen music, cursed poetry, and one goblin-sized disaster, the Harp Troll of Delicate Feelings is dragged back toward the cruel court that once laughed him into exile. Armed with lace, grief, and a harp that absolutely judges people, he must face a queen who wants to turn secrets into chains — and prove that delicate feelings can still knock a crown sideways.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Well That Knew Too Damn Much
A sharp-tongued widow inherits a crooked cottage, a crimson tree, and an old stone well with absolutely no filter. When the well starts spilling village secrets, Maribel Thorne uncovers a buried scandal that turns Stormwell Hollow upside down—one confession, one hat emergency, and one very inconvenient truth at a time.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Stormkeeper’s Cottage Beneath the Bloodleaf Tree
Beneath the crimson canopy of the Bloodleaf Tree, Mara Vell keeps borrowed storms sealed away beneath her cottage—until one arrives wearing the shape of old grief and demands to be named. The Stormkeeper’s Cottage Beneath the Bloodleaf Tree is a broodingly whimsical tale of hidden truths, family debts, emotional weather, and the messy miracle of finally letting the rain fall.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Trumpet Imp Who Announced Himself Twice
When Tibbs Blarefoot, the trumpet imp of Pompadoodle-on-Fleece, announces Lord Pootlewick’s festival decree twice, he accidentally triggers an ancient civic law that doubles everything: two mayors, two pies, two banners, and far too much interpretive dancing. Now the town’s loudest little menace must learn that sometimes one humble sentence can fix what a golden trumpet absolutely ruined.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Crooked Willow of Sugarvale Cottage
Beneath the rose-pink branches of Sugarvale’s crooked willow, a magical cottage begins to unravel from an ancient promise left wounded too long. Mirabel Mosswick must follow the road Bram once carried away, uncovering a bittersweet tale of love, pride, shelter, and the dangerous consequences of not saying the thing before somebody builds a bridge about it.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Twisted Road to Ravenwick House
A storm-dark road, a suspicious raven, and a manor with far too many secrets lead Silas Vetch into the orbit of the Widow of Ravenwick — a woman whose stolen heart waits beneath the house, wrapped in curses, betrayal, and very poor marital choices.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Laughing Gnome Sonata
A cursed crimson piano, a wildly laughing gnome, and one forbidden sonata turn a respectable conservatory into a glorious musical disaster. In The Laughing Gnome Sonata, Bartholomew Figglebrass must face the melody he lost, the love he misunderstood, and the red-keyed devil that still wants one final performance.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Midnight Greenhouse Under the Crimson Elder
Beneath the ancient Crimson Elder, Maribel Thistlewick inherits a glowing midnight greenhouse, a warning-covered brass bell, and a family legacy of botanical disasters that absolutely should have come with better instructions. When curiosity, grief, and poor impulse control wake the forbidden root-engine below, Bramblewick Valley erupts into magical plant chaos, truth-blooms, screaming marigolds, seductive vines, and one very inconvenient seed that wants to end far too much.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Twin Hearths of the Bloodleaf Hollow
In The Twin Hearths of the Bloodleaf Hollow, two sharp-tongued cottage rivals must finally stop turning affection into arguments when the ancient crimson trees above their village begin to split apart. Beneath the stormlit Bloodleaf Arch, old grief, buried longing, enchanted hearths, and one deeply incriminating goose force them to choose what they were too stubborn to name.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Ember Bridge
A glowing river beneath an ancient stone bridge begins remembering every grief the village tried to bury. In The Ember Bridge, Mara Vey must cross into the firelit undercurrent of memory, uncover the first hidden name, and learn that healing is not forgetting what burned—it is finally speaking it aloud.
par Bill Tiepelman
Moon Orchard Hollow
In Moon Orchard Hollow, one foolish baker steals from the Bad Decision Orchard under a full moon and accidentally triggers a village-wide audit of pride, gossip, spite, jealousy, excess, and everything left unsaid. What follows is a darkly funny fairytale of enchanted fruit, public embarrassment, honest butter, and one very opinionated oven.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Violin Goblin Who Hit the Forbidden Note
A mischievous goblin violinist accepts a midnight funeral invitation and follows the forbidden notes beneath Saint Bartholomew’s Cemetery, where a long-buried orchestra waits to finish the sonata that killed them. In The Violin Goblin Who Hit the Forbidden Note, cursed music, family debt, ghostly applause, and one aggressively theatrical goblin collide in a macabre Captured Tale about memory, justice, and playing the wrong note on purpose.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Blossomclaw Crablet
A tiny flower-crowned crab with big glossy eyes and an even bigger ego becomes the accidental center of a Sugarwild Garden legend when her flair for dramatic advice awakens an ancient hunger beneath the petals. In The Blossomclaw Crablet, sparkle, sass, secrets, and public accountability collide in a wildly whimsical tale of one tiny diva learning that being known is far better than being worshiped.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Crimson-and-Ivory Library Tower
A storm-born tower, an unfinished staircase, and a book restorer with no patience left for buried lies collide in The Crimson-and-Ivory Library Tower. When Mirabel Quill enters a mysterious library built from folded pages and old secrets, she must restore a stolen name, expose generations of polished cowardice, and prove that some stories do not end until truth is brave enough to leave the room.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Pearl-Dripped Snail Queen of Petalwick Hollow
A royal pearl vanishes during Pollen Hour, and Queen Mirabella Pearlwhorl turns Petalwick Hollow’s most dangerous weapon — gossip — into a glittering investigation. But as rumors spiral through the blooms, the scandal reveals more than a thief: it exposes the forgotten history beneath the garden’s prettiest stories.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Lavender Door in the Hill
Behind a lavender door tucked into a storm-kissed hill, the hidden village of Underbloom has a serious housing problem: the hill is alive, the rooms are moving, and nobody wants to admit their ancestors may have committed some deeply inconvenient real estate crimes. When sharp-tongued cartographer Tamsin Thistlebright is dragged into the mess, she must help a gossip-loving village renegotiate with the living hill before it decides to evict everyone—goats, scandals, jam pantries, and all.
par Bill Tiepelman
The Teal Roof Tea House
At the storm-lit edge of Ribbonhollow Valley, The Teal Roof Tea House serves tea warm enough to comfort the weary—and honest enough to ruin everyone’s evening. When Maeve Kettlethorn’s enchanted cups begin spilling secrets aloud, the whole room discovers that gossip is only funny until the house asks for the one truth that has been steeping for seventeen years.
