The Age of Ra by James Lovegrove. Where to start with this book. It's difficult, because while it's not a terrible read I can't think of anything particularly good to say about it. I was entertained. That's about the best I can come up with. It's got a creative idea at its center. All the mytholo...
The Greek pantheon has returned and in ten years they took over the world in the name of peace, but to kill millions and say they come in to bring peace. When people become all powerful it corrupts them to do terrible things. Hercules a Greek hero, son of Zeus, parties every night and rampages th...
This book is amazing, granted that I haven't read the Age of Ra so I may be biased here. A brief background of Gid's history, he is a vet from the Royal Majesty's Army, in a crappy situation because of divorce, his son no longer wants to have Gid in his life as much, Gid can barely make months en...
It is the 20th century. But it is a very different 20th century. Ever since the Borgias and the Medicis united and set the mold the world has been run by the great families. In Britain it is the Gleeds who rule supreme, their empire built on spice trading in the 17th and 18th centuries. oldest so...
Time was wasting. The longer the delay, the greater chance of losing them. America was a big place. Hell, New York was a big place. There were a million and one little nooks and crevices the vamps could hide in, and even Farthingale, with his uncannily accurate source of intel, might not be able ...
DID... THIS?” Sasha’s face was as hard as granite. Each word was a compressed nugget of rage. “One of us,” Theo said. “A demigod. Has to be.” “How can you be so sure?” “Look at Rosalind’s head. That’s a single blow to the occipital. The indentation is more or less the size of a fist. And Melina. ...
Buckler, on the comms. “We’ll skim the coral. Go for flank speed and ship the outboard at the last second. Momentum should do the rest. Copy?” “Copy,” said Pearce. “Everyone, you might want to hold on to something,” Buckler said. “This could get bumpy.” There was nylon safety rope strung along th...
TerebinthSometime during the night, a doctor came to check on him. The man's face, lit from below by the battery-powered lantern he carried, was familiar, even though he was not actually one of the Luxor medics. David recognised him at some whole other, deeper level. His bronzed, perfect features...
Still there was nothing visible to the naked eye except a greasy smoothness on the sea’s surface, somewhat like an oil slick. Now and then Dev caught a glimpse of a brown, whip-like something bulging out of the water, there and gone in a split second. Limb? Body? Tentacle? He couldn’t tell. Handl...
Mist hung over Oxford. Mist draped itself across the rooftops, masking the city’s towers and spires and muffling the peals of its multiplicity of church bells. Mist slid along the cobbles and mud of the streets. Mist flowed around the dome of the Radcliffe Camera and shrouded the cupola of the Sh...
said Slocock to Wax. “You know, come to an arrangement over subsidised G and T’s in the Strangers Bar. Thrash out a deal without one or other of us resorting to bodyline bowling.” “It’s midday,” Wax said. “I never drink before evening. I have standards.” “Then we’ll just have to do it sober in th...
Not both at once; in series rather than in parallel. He ate by himself at Nobu on Old Park Lane, starting with an appetiser of beef tenderloin tataki followed by lobster tempura with creamy wasabi, washing it all down with a 1999 Chambertin-Clos De Bèze Burgundy. Then he met the girlfriend at a r...
Inspecting the palm of his hand, he found the mushed remnants of a mosquito the size of a bumblebee, along with what seemed like several fluid ounces of his blood, the insect’s last meal.The rainforest. There was nothing here that wasn’t trying to sting you, eat you, poison you, suck your blood, ...
2.24 p.m. THERE IS NO pain. At first, it is a simple statement of fact. Despite the tennis-ball-sized exit cavity in his abdomen, all Edgar can feel down there is an awful, unnatural coldness, a freezing/burning sensation like ice. His breathing is constricted, but miracle of miracles, ther...
It failed to change the world, of course, but at least it was published. When Orion Books offered to reissue it after it had been out of print in the UK for almost a decade, I was glad for two reasons. First, because all the people who’d told me they’d like to read The Hope but couldn’t find a co...