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Zusatztext Praise for Alexis Henderson and The Year of the Witching “ The Year of the Witching tells a universal, timeless story about women's power.”– O, The Oprah Magazine “Unique and haunting.”– Ms. Magazine “This is a beautiful, powerful, important book, and I hugely recommend it.”—Seanan McGuire, New York Times bestselling author of Where the Drowned Girls Go “A haunting, unique read I couldn’t put down—a story that cuts to the heart.”—Tamora Pierce, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Tempests and Slaughter “ The Year of the Witching is a dark wood ready to swallow you whole with its tense stakes and beguiling prose. Henderson takes witchcraft to its very depths, unraveling the horrific nightmares of bone-deep ideology and devastating oppression.”—Dhonielle Clayton, New York Times bestselling author of The Belles series “Creepy, compelling, and compulsively readable…blends the terror of the supernatural with the all-too-recognizable human evils of power and dogma.”—Fonda Lee, award-winning author of the Green Bone Saga “A brutal tale of religion, witchcraft, & patriarchy. The perfect read for fans of The Handmaid’s Tale .”—amanda lovelace, national bestselling author of the princess saves herself in this one “This book will haunt your dreams.”—Christina Henry, national bestselling author of Alice and Horseman Informationen zum Autor Alexis Henderson is the author of the Goodreads Choice Awards Finalist, The Year of the Witching, and the forthcoming House of Hunger. When she's not writing, you'll find her tending to an assortment of houseplants or nursing a hot cup of tea. Klappentext "WANTED: Bloodmaid of exceptional taste. Must have a keen proclivity for life's finer pleasures. Girls of weak will need not apply. A young woman is drawn into the upper echelons of a society where blood is power in this dark and enthralling gothic novel from the author of The Year of the Witching. Marion Shaw has been raised in the slums, where want and deprivation is all she knows. Despite longing to leave the city and its miseries, she has no real hope of escape until the day she spots a peculiar listing in the newspaper seeking a bloodmaid. Though she knows little about the far north-where wealthy nobles live in luxury and drink the blood of those in their service-Marion applies to the position. In a matter of days, she finds herself the newest bloodmaid at the notorious House of Hunger. There, Marion is swept into a world of dark debauchery-and at the center of it all is her. Countess Lisavet, who presides over this hedonistic court, is loved and feared in equal measure. She takes a special interest in Marion. Lisavet is magnetic, and Marion is eager to please her new mistress. But when her fellow bloodmaids begin to go missing in the night, Marion is thrust into a vicious game of cat and mouse. She'll need to learn the rules of her new home-and fast-or its halls will soon become her grave"-- Leseprobe 1 To bleed is to be. -Vanessa, First Bloodmaid of the House of Hunger Before she was first bled, when she still had the name her parents gave her, Marion Shaw was a maid at a townhouse in the South of Prane. On that morning-the morning she would later come to identify as the beginning of her second life-she knelt on the hard wood floor of the parlor, sleeves rolled up to her bony elbows, a scrub brush in her hand. Across the room, in an upholstered armchair, Lady Gertrude sat, watching her work. She was a shrewd woman, blue-eyed with silver hair and a pinched aristocratic nose, spattered with age spots and freckles. While other nobles preferred to leave their maids to their labor, Lady Gertrude preferred instead to preside over them, watching with a falcon's eye as if to ensure that her hel...
