

Yanne takes on a rather dull chocolate shop in Montmartre.

It probably helps to have read `Chocolat', as the book follows the story of Vianne, now Yanne, and Anouk (Annie) four years on, when they have moved to Paris with Rosette, Vianne's second child. I absolutely loved it, and would go so far as to say that it has to be one of my favourite books of this year. For me, this book was magical in all senses of the word.

For non-believers – in hocus-pocus or heels – Harris's eighth novel might prove something of a revelation.The reviews on Amazon serve to illustrate just how much the enjoyment of a book is a matter of personal taste.

"Try me, Taste me, Test me," whisper the truffles in Vianne's shop, and once again it's hard not to fall for Harris's storytelling charms. The novel doesn't end in a clinch, but in a battle of the broomsticks played out over the rooftops of Notre Dame. Appearing in the guise of a child-friendly adult – irresistible in jangling jewels and ruby slippers – Zozie tiptoes her way into the young girl's affections.In Harris's supernatural follow-up, black magic has taken over from both romance and confectionary. A shape-changer who steals identities, Zozie has her eyes trained on 11-year-old Anouk and her yet untested powers. Despite the family's attempts to renounce their unconventional past – Vianne is considering settling down with her landlord – they've been found out by Zozie de l'Alba, a witch of the old school. It's five years on, and Vianne Rocher and her two daughters, Anouk and Rosette, have moved into a flat above a chocolaterie in Montmartre. Its long-awaited sequel, The Lollipop Shoes, presses yet more buttons in the shape of a pair or red velvet slingbacks. Chocolate and Johnny Depp both guaranteed Joanne Harris's 1997 novel Chocolat a long-term stay in the bestseller lists.
