The Spellshop by Sarah Beth Durst, 376 pages
Librarian Kiela has always been an introvert, to the point that her sole friend is a sentient spider plant named Caz. So when a revolution in the capital city finally extends to the library of spellbooks where Kiela works (and lives, actually), she takes as many of the books as she can, packs up Caz, and leaves on the nearest boat to flee to her long-ago island home. Once she's there, she realizes that the magic that had once been maintained by imperial magicians has deteriorated, and with her stash of stolen spellbooks, she has the chance to help. But in order to do so, she's going to have to figure out a way to hide the magic from the nosy (let's face it, they're just friendly) neighbors.
Full of jam and fresh-baked muffins and merhorses and flying cats, this fantasy is the coziest of all cozy fantasies, and it's perfect for a cold winter day. Perfect for fans of Travis Baldree and Rebecca Thorne, or anyone hoping for a gentle escape.
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