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Small Angels : 'A twisting gothic tale of darkness, intrigue, heartbreak and revenge' Jennifer Saint

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"A twisting gothic tale of darkness, intrigue, heartbreak and revenge," Jennifer Saint, author of "ARIADNE".

When Chloe turns the key to Small Angels, the church nestled at the edge of Mockbeggar Woods where she is to be married, she is braced for cobwebs and dust. What she doesn't expect are the villagers' concerned faces, her fiance's remoteness, or the nagging voice in her head that whispers to her of fears she didn't even know she had.

Something in the woods is beginning to stir, to creep closer to the sleeping houses. Something that should have been banished long ago.

Author: Lauren Owen
Manufacturer: Headline Publishing Group
Language: Angļu valoda
ISBN code: 9781472280817
Cover type: Soft cover
Year of publication:2023
Number of pages:480

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A twisting gothic tale of darkness, intrigue, heartbreak and revenge' Jennifer Saint, author of ARIADNE

'This story of bewitchment and revenge weaves a spell over you, and won't quite let go' Susan Stokes-Chapman, author of PANDORA

'Stunning. Perfect for lovers of folklore and gothic fiction' Elizabeth Lee, author of CUNNING WOMEN

'This book will haunt and bewitch you' AJ Gnuse, author of GIRL IN THE WALLS

'Read this book. Pre-order it, read it, scream about it. It's gripped me and it won't let me go' 5* Reader Review

When Chloe turns the key to Small Angels, the church nestled at the edge of Mockbeggar Woods where she is to be married, she is braced for cobwebs and dust. What she doesn't expect are the villagers' concerned faces, her fiance's remoteness, or the nagging voice in her head that whispers to her of fears she didn't even know she had.

Something in the woods is beginning to stir, to creep closer to the sleeping houses. Something that should have been banished long ago.