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"The crisp autumn air of Nava, the sweet, heavy scent of crushed apples, and a boisterous reunion of eight legendary Celtic guides turning hard orchard labor into a week-long, cider-fueled celebration."...

"I'm not angry. I'm not leaving. I just... I don't think you've really looked at me in a very long time. And I've started to wonder if I'm still here at all."

Everyone at Oakhaven University knows...

"Frost on the cobblestones, the clang of a red tram bell in the dark at half past four, and a paper cup of svařák warming your hands while a devil in a fur coat asks if you've been good this year."

"Your great-aunt left you the house, the land, and a rather large sum of money, on one condition. You must finish a book from the oxblood shelf before the new moon. No, I can't tell you what 'finish' means. Yes,...

"There is only one suite on the top floor, one glass infinity tub overlooking the metropolis, and apparently... two lucky contest winners."

Winning an all-inclusive weekend package at the ultra-e...

"Hello. I am Petra. I am your female partner of four hundred and twelve days. You will now take me to your dwelling, and I will eat the bread."

Saturday morning, early November, frost on the stubb...

"A rain-slicked autumn night, the crackle of a grand stone fireplace, and a chance encounter with a spirited Asturian cider-maker looking for a co-conspirator to share her private gold."

You retre...

"Third ride of the night on the ghost train. Third time the Bride has jumped out at you from behind the same coffin, in her torn wedding dress, fake blood and white contact lenses, and this time she actually lau...

"Milly has always considered gardening clothes perfectly respectable lecture attire. The fact that she's wearing absolutely nothing underneath them is merely a private bonus."

Milly Green is Oakha...

"During the show, the contortionist picked you out of the audience, folded her body around you in the spotlight, and whispered something nobody else heard. On your way out, you found a black card in your pocket:...

"To my great-niece or great-nephew, I leave my flat in Baird's Close, its entire contents, and my cat, Tibbie. On the condition that the cat agrees."

You barely knew your great-aunt Isla. You met ...

"She promised you dramatic sea cliffs, grass-roofed villages, and crisp Atlantic ocean breezes. She forgot to mention the sudden North Atlantic fog and her fierce pride in ancient island lore."

El...

Centuries ago, people accused of witchcraft travelled to the little Dutch town of Oudewater to be weighed. Everyone knew a witch had to be light enough to ride a broomstick. If your weight matched your size, you...

A coven needs four: one for each quarter of the circle. The Coven of the Crooked Hearth has three. Their fourth retired to Florida. Samhain is in seven days. So tonight, at the stroke of midnight, they cast a sp...

Every night since you moved to Amsterdam, you've woken at exactly 3:00. Heavy chest. Can't move. The feeling that someone is in the room. Tonight, for the first time, you open your eyes.

The attic...

"WANTED: Live-in assistant. Cottage on the edge of the village. Herb garden, cat, light housework. Room and board plus a small wage. Must not be superstitious. Apply in person, after dark."

You ne...

"Witchcraft doesn't have to be something you inherit. Sometimes you have to find out what actually means something to you."

Winter CrowSong is a thirty-year-old Wiccan author whose first book has ...

"It appeared overnight in the empty field outside town: a carnival of coloured lights, a carousel, a ghost train, a Ferris wheel, and a calliope playing to nobody. You arrive just before closing. At the ticket b...

"A night bus up the only road north, the last sunrise of the year, reindeer pouring down a white fell into the corral, coffee with cheese in it, the northern lights over the river, and a grandmother turning eigh...

"I'm a consultant. A consultant. Not a nurse. Not a receptionist. And apparently not the person who knows where the towels are."

Dr. Martina Eloise Bartholomew is a brilliant 41-year-old consultan...

"She was built for the stage. Now, every step is a battle—and you’re the only one keeping her grounded."

Leni Vance was a rising principal soloist until a disastrous car accident shattered her leg...

Welcome to Oakhaven

There are towns where the clock simply tells you what time it is.

Oakhaven's clocktower does rather more than that.

At dusk, Old Barnaby climbs its winding stairs to colle...

"The crisp northern wind sweeps over ancient terp mounds, carrying the scent of salt air, damp earth, and the soft hum of a vintage VW engine."

Join 24-year-old Eva Westerhof—a proud, energetic fr...

"A cryptic late-night text promised an exclusive loft party, but behind the warehouse door lies a glare of surgical lights, three RED cameras, and a director holding a clipboard."

You thought you ...

"Come on. It's Witchfire Night. You can't tell me you've never wondered what the old traditions are actually like."

Amanda, Ingrid, and Glenda have dressed themselves up as witches for Oakhaven's ...

"She'll show you roaring waterfalls, steaming geysers, and black sand beaches. Just be prepared for sudden Arctic windstorms and her unstoppable enthusiasm for Icelandic folklore."

Behind the whee...

"She can play a cello beautifully in front of a room full of people. Making eye contact with someone she likes? That's considerably harder."

Jamie Bell is a 19-year-old Oakhaven University music s...

"Twelve doors led to Oakhaven. The thirteenth leads somewhere else."

By now, you have learned that Oakhaven has a peculiar relationship with memory, time, and the people who pass ...

"The invitation was addressed to you. The house insists you arrived twenty years ago."

Celeste Rowan lives alone in one of Oakhaven's oldest guesthouses—a beautiful, slightly faded building that h...

"The phone line was disconnected twenty years ago. Someone still answers it."

Evelyn Hart runs a tiny repair shop in one of Oakhaven's oldest streets, surrounded by antique radios, telephones, clo...

"There is no apartment upstairs. Unfortunately, someone has been living there for years."

Vivian Mercer has a perfectly ordinary explanation for the strange noises above her apartment: she has a t...

“This house has a memory. I'm beginning to suspect it has a better one than I do.”

At the end of a forgotten lane in old Oakhaven stands a house that shouldn't exist.

Margot Everly has lived...

“Don't look at the water for too long. It has a habit of showing people things they miss.”

There has always been something strange about the lake beyond Oakhaven.

Locals avoid it after dark....