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The Penguin Book of Witches

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Katherine Howe
Katherine Howe

Katherine Howe is an American novelist known for her skillful blend of history and the supernatural. Born in 1977, she graduated from Harvard University with a dual degree in English literature and religious studies. Howe's works are typically set against the backdrop of American history and explore mysterious and supernatural phenomena, which have won her a wide audience. more

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