Ruby is having a terrible nightmare. She can’t run from it, she can’t hide from it, but she can never, ever tell anyone about it. And it only gets worse when she falls asleep.
On their way to attend a perfectly ordinary, perfectly boring midnight flower show hosted by the Princess of the Night, the Flower Trio become unwitting pawns in a supernatural plot.
Petunia Paleo was alone at home. For the first time in her young life, her parents granted her this privilege. Which meant watching a horror movie and reading horror stories all night. But in this night, Petunia should also learn where not to look.
In a brand new book as old as old, the Penumbral waits for all. Simple words from simple minds shall bear him forth to call. An ancient rhyme as old as sound shall herald the last of light. Dawn and dusk and all between, it will even claim the night.