Veridian Grave

Beauty is rarely innocent. In the Glass Cathedral, it is lethal.

Yorkshire, 1893. Julian Croft is a botanical illustrator with a disgraced reputation and an eye for the impossible. When the reclusive Lady Beatrice Vance offers him a fortune to document a single event, he cannot refuse. Her prize specimen, the "Crimson Widow"—a rare, carnivorous orchid brought from the deepest Amazon—is set to bloom for the first time in a century.

But Vance Manor is not a sanctuary of science. It is a tomb disguised as a garden. As Julian sketches in the suffocating heat of the massive iron-and-glass conservatory, he realizes the soil beneath his feet is unnaturally rich, and the magnificent flora seems to watch him with a hungry intelligence.

The previous gardeners didn't quit; they were composted. And Lady Vance isn't just a collector; she is a dying woman who believes the orchid's nectar is the only cure. But the Crimson Widow demands a price for its miracle. It doesn't just need water and light to bloom—it needs a sacrifice of intellect and blood. And Julian has been groomed to be the main course.

In Veridian Grave**, Vesper Blackwood cultivates a lush, suffocating nightmare where the most dangerous trap is the one that smells the sweetest.**