When I Arrived At The Castle

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Was it revulsion I felt? . Like many before her - none of whom have returned - she's determined to snuff out the horrors within. But could she ever be prepared for what hides within its turrets; . .Emily Carroll's hair-raising tale, charged with eroticism, won't just make your skin crawl - it will crawl underneath it. Was it revulsion I felt? Perhaps some sort of sick fascination? No, not that. But something compelled me to follow. . .Rain-drenched and chilled to the bone, she arrives at the Countess' castle. Like many before her - none of whom have returned - she's determined to snuff out the horrors within. But could she ever be prepared for what hides within its turrets; what unfurls under its fluttering flags. . .Emily Carroll's hair-raising tale, charged with eroticism, won't just make your skin crawl - it will crawl underneath it.

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Pagina's: 72, Editie: Eerste editie, Paperback, Faber & Faber