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We Call Them Witches

By India-Rose Bower

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Penguin Books Ltd Hardback English

We Call Them Witches

By India-Rose Bower

Regular price £18.99 £16.14 Save 15%
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  • PRE-ORDER WE CALL THEM WITCHES NOW, THE HORROR STEEPED IN PAGAN FOLKLORE AND A SAPPHIC ROMANCE SET IN A POST-APOCOLYPTIC WORLD FULL OF HUNGRY ELDRITCH CREATURES . . . -- Most people have been devoured by the eldritch creatures, but Sara and her family have been fighting for survival, armed with their knowledge of folklore and pagan rituals - the only weapon that seems to work against these monsters. And then a young woman, Parsley, comes out of nowhere into Sara's life. Found in their garden, they have no idea where she is from. Sara and Parsley begin to fall in love, but disaster strikes when Sara’s brother Noah is taken by the creatures. They set out to find him, across a landscape of merciless terror, haunted by death. But can Parsley truly be trusted in a world where humanity is as scarse as humans themselves?
PRE-ORDER WE CALL THEM WITCHES NOW, THE HORROR STEEPED IN PAGAN FOLKLORE AND A SAPPHIC ROMANCE SET IN A POST-APOCOLYPTIC WORLD FULL OF HUNGRY ELDRITCH CREATURES . . . -- Most people have been devoured by the eldritch creatures, but Sara and her family have been fighting for survival, armed with their knowledge of folklore and pagan rituals - the only weapon that seems to work against these monsters. And then a young woman, Parsley, comes out of nowhere into Sara's life. Found in their garden, they have no idea where she is from. Sara and Parsley begin to fall in love, but disaster strikes when Sara’s brother Noah is taken by the creatures. They set out to find him, across a landscape of merciless terror, haunted by death. But can Parsley truly be trusted in a world where humanity is as scarse as humans themselves?