Discover the gloriously inventive and funny fantasy novel from bestselling author Terry Pratchett, the third book in the Witches series, part of the Discworld novels.

'One of our greatest fantasists, and beyond a doubt the funniest' George RR Martin

‘One of Pratchett's finest’ 5-star reader review

'You can't go around building a better world for people. Only people can build a better world for people. Otherwise, it's just a cage.'

There's power in stories. The Fairy Godmother is good. The servant girl marries the Prince. Everyone lives happily ever after . . . don't they?

The witches Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg and Magrat Garlick are travelling to far-distant Genua to stop a wedding and save a kingdom.

But how do you fight a happy-ever-after, especially when it comes with glass slippers and a power-hungry Fairy Godmother who has made Destiny an offer it can't refuse?

It's hard to resist a good story, even when the fate of the kingdom depends on it . . .

Witches Abroad is the third book in the Witches series, but you can read the Discworld novels in any order.

Praise for the Discworld series:

'[Pratchett’s] spectacular inventiveness makes the Discworld series one of the perennial joys of modern fiction' Mail on Sunday

‘Pratchett is a master storyteller’ Guardian

'One of those rare writers who appeals to everyone’ Daily Express

‘One of the most consistently funny writers around’ Ben Aaronovitch

‘Masterful and brilliant’ Fantasy & Science Fiction

‘Pratchett uses his other world to hold up a distorting mirror to our own… he is a satirist of enormous talent ... incredibly funny ... compulsively readable' The Times

‘The best humorous English author since P.G. Wodehouse' The Sunday Telegraph

‘Nothing short of magical’ Chicago Tribune

'Consistently funny, consistently clever and consistently surprising in its twists and turns' SFX

‘[Discworld is] compulsively readable, fantastically inventive, surprisingly serious exploration in story form of just about any aspect of our world…There's never been anything quite like it’ Evening Standard