This book is in the same general vein as the Alex Rider series by Anthony Horowitz: a capable and resourceful teenage boy from England travels to some sort of exotic locale and faces a variety of dangers before saving the day. Lots of action and gadgets, and Gilman introduces a mystical element w...
Heavy steel doors barred his way, but then he made his way down the ramp to where the van had taken Maguire’s body. There was a keypad there, and Sayid watched as Keegan, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that no one was around, swiped a card and then stepped back as the door moved upward. ...
A stumbling, one-leg-hopping charade of a silent movie as he tried to pull on his clothes.Sophie turned her back, covering her look of amusement, and waited, listening to the grunts and groans from Max’s efforts to dress himself. What a strange boy. She felt conflicting emotions. On the one hand,...
He fought back the tears that threatened to engulf him. His mind had painted a tableau of what had gone on outside as he heard every pitiful sound of the boy being taken to his death. The small window was too high to see out of even though he’d dragged the wooden cot with its riempie-laced base b...
Swords’ tips cut through the air, their sting nicking hamstrings and leg muscles. Those who fell tried to turn and raise a sword arm in defence but their attackers snarled their venom and plunged sword, knife or axe into the screaming men. Bodies split open, entrails spilled across their legs as ...
There was a brief Emergency Meeting of the Executive Council about why I wasn’t with them. Legs chewed off seemed to be the best answer. Then: why I hadn’t screamed like them? Swallowed head first seemed the most likely reaso...
Over the centuries that blade mark had become synonymous with the finest swords forged in the Bavarian town of Passau. Two hundred years earlier the swordmakers’ ancestors had gone to the Holy Land during the Crusades to learn the secrets of the Saracen swordmakers from Damascus. Thereafter Ger...