From the award-winning author of Tipping the Velvet and Fingersmith, shortlisted for both the Orange and the Man Booker prize.
'Now you know why you are drawn to me - why your flesh comes creeping to mine, and what it comes for. Let it creep.'
From the dark heart of a Victorian prison, disgraced spiritualist Selina Dawes weaves an enigmatic spell. Is she a fraud, or a prodigy? By the time it all begins to matter, you'll find yourself desperately wanting to believe in magic.
'Spooky, spellbinding, exquisitely written . . . I do believe Waters is on the way to becoming a major literary star'
'Indeed, this is such a brilliant writer that her readers would believe anything she told them'
A. N. Wilson, Daily Mail
'Refined, repressed and simmering . . . a delicious tale of Victorian spiritualism'
Mel Steel, Independent on Sunday