Magic never asked to be believed.
It waited to be remembered.
Francesca DiLegna has spent her life feeling misplaced inside her own skin. Raised in the Greyvale, the mortal world, by a family that prized silence over truth and appearances over warmth, Frankie learned early how to make herself smaller, quieter, easier to ignore. Her grandmother was never spoken of. Her lineage was a closed door. And the strange pull she felt toward growing things, forgotten paths, and places where the earth seemed to breathe was dismissed as imagination.
Until the day it wasn't.
When a series of impossible events cracks the careful boundaries of her world, Frankie is drawn beneath the surface of reality and into Velhollow, a subterranean magical realm hidden from immortals and mortals alike, a place of living stone, ancient forests, sentient magic, and long-kept bargains. There, she learns the truth her family buried: magic is not something she stumbled into. It is something that has always known her.
Velhollow is a realm shaped by balance, memory, and old power, and it is under threat.
As Frankie awakens to her inheritance, she discovers she is no ordinary witch. She stands at the center of an ancient prophecy, one whispered through roots and rivers, one that speaks of renewal, reckoning, and a power that cannot be claimed, only chosen. Her magic is verdant, wild, and dangerously rare, capable of healing what has been poisoned... or unmaking what refuses to change.
But power does not rise in isolation.
Bound to her path is Griffon, a warrior of stone and shadow whose own magic carries a volatile legacy. When their powers intertwine, something unprecedented is born, an alchemy neither of them fully understands, and one that draws the attention of forces long thought sealed away. Together, they must learn what it means to wield strength without surrendering themselves to it.
Because the greatest danger does not come from monsters in the dark.
It comes from a presence older than Velhollow's deepest roots, an entity bound once before, patient enough to wait generations for the moment when blood, power, and vulnerability align. As truths surface, Frankie is forced to confront the most devastating revelation of all: evil does not always come from strangers. Sometimes it grows inside the family tree.
As the Festival of the Veil approaches and the boundary between worlds thins, Velhollow must decide who it will stand behind. Frankie must decide who she is willing to become. And the realm itself must choose whether it will bend to fear, or rise with her
Verdant Witch: Rising is a lush, atmospheric fantasy about inheritance and identity, chosen family, love forged in fire, and the quiet defiance of becoming yourself in a world that would rather you stay small. Rooted in cottage-core magic and dark folklore, it is a story of growth, grief, and the courage it takes to stand in your own name.
This is Book One of The Verdant Witch Trilogy.
The forest is listening.
The magic is awake.
And the path has finally found her.
