Hale said, “The one that moves?” He wanted to see that. Dad had returned Mo to his usual spot. There was no visible damage from the flames. Hale said, “Looks like a regular plant.” “Watch this,” LT said. He stood between Mo and the ...
This new man was younger, fox-faced, and wore his hair in a sleek knot at the nape of his neck. He made me intensely aware of the mustard-yellow coat. In the chaos of unloading, I barely managed to shout good-bye to Csano before I was ...
“Dredd, it's been over seven minutes since the last report from Schiro and Winquest.” “Understood. I want back up to start moving in from both ends now. Instruct them to keep their distance until I give the word.
“Dredd, it's been over seven minutes since the last report from Schiro and Winquest.” “Understood. I want back up to start moving in from both ends now. Instruct them to keep their distance until I give the word.
“Lord, you surely cannot mean this servant to treat a savage?” Tevyel said hoarsely, staring at the two Tjakorshi women. “This savage can speak your tongue, healer,” Saana snapped, throwing Chara's arm over her shoulder.
Europe at Dawn
Or someone dies. Mission Critical takes us from our world, across the Solar System, and out into deep space to tell the stories of people who had to do the impossible. And do it fast.
Scarlet Traces reveals a world of ant-headed nightmares; vacuum salesmen; war machines; deadly secrets; clockwork marvels; and Sherlock Holmes, T. S. Eliot and Thomas Edison as you've never seen them before.
Editor: David Thomas Moore Design: Sam Gretton, Oz Osborne and Maz Smith Marketing and PR: Remy Njambi Editor-in-Chief: Jonathan Oliver Head of Books and Comics Publishing: Ben Smith Creative Director and CEO: Jason Kingsley Chief ...
Until Benedict Ritter decided that he wanted a piece of the action. Ritter was ex-military, a very tough contender who'd been an inmate for over ten years. He was looking to set himself up as a supplier and figured that Parenteau would ...
Webb knew it would come to this. IT SHOULD HAVE been a routine zziz bust. A low-level dealer called Insidious Glubb, pushing the stuff for the Tancredy Clan from a squalid apartment in Rosler Block. Dredd had handpicked it to give the ...
sugared pretzels that staff brought round on silver platters, presumably on the nights that Barry was feeling especially generous, and the unpredictable choice of soundtrack piped onto the casino floor—this early morning's selection ...
Mr. Hess stared at him steadily for a long moment, and Tinker met his gaze unflinchingly. “Who are you from?” the German asked. “Mr. Lemon,” Tinker said. He looked down at the luggage. “D'you want this stuff put aboard?
... scrolling down with his finger. “I'm afraid I don't seem to have you here, sir.” “Mr Olive made the appointment.” Charles looked at the monitor again. “I have a Dorman here at ten a.m. Alan Dorman.” He looked up hopefully.
When her squad is overrun and killed, Rook is imprisoned, left scarred and broken. Hollow and helpless without her steel frame, she’s ready to call it quits.
From the stinking streets of 1850s London to the sun-drenched hysteria of a modern cruise liner, amidst passion, jealousy, art, obsession, desperation and war, Creatures is a hidden history of a forbidden science.
These are authors aware of our many possible pasts and futures, authors freed of stereotypes and clichés, ready to dazzle you with their daring genius. Unexpected brilliance shines forth from every page.
Four new tales of Doctors Catt and Fisher… Scholars, shopkeepers, collectors… aficionados.
Infinity's End
Senior Judge Trimble was waiting on his Lawranger outside the entrance to the precinct's underground parking lot. Trimble was forty-six, a former lawyer, and there was a strong rumour that he was one of the very few Judges who had a ...