About This Book
SEEDS OF FEAR, HARVEST OF TERROR
Penelope Pritchett had grown up hearing local tales about her centuries-old family estate, and about the curse that seemed to have settled on her. The strange, hideously lifelike scarecrows that stood in the rolling fields were said to be instruments of the Devil Himself, moving after dark to work His will. As for Penelope, she was "the bad Penny" of the Pritchett clan, bringing death to anyone she touched, anyone she loved.
Now Penelope was going home...back to tragedy-haunted Scarecrow House...back to the people who looked at her with fear and loathing...back to the lover who had betrayed her once yet still could use her as his helpless plaything...
Penelope was going home -- to where every nightmare of childhood could come true...
Penelope Pritchett had grown up hearing local tales about her centuries-old family estate, and about the curse that seemed to have settled on her. The strange, hideously lifelike scarecrows that stood in the rolling fields were said to be instruments of the Devil Himself, moving after dark to work His will. As for Penelope, she was "the bad Penny" of the Pritchett clan, bringing death to anyone she touched, anyone she loved.
Now Penelope was going home...back to tragedy-haunted Scarecrow House...back to the people who looked at her with fear and loathing...back to the lover who had betrayed her once yet still could use her as his helpless plaything...
Penelope was going home -- to where every nightmare of childhood could come true...