I would have given this story 5 stars if not for the lack of closure that I felt was needed (mostly for Jason and Rosie). The author did a wonderful job in creating emotional characters. It was great to be the "by-stander" and watch with my imagination their daily struggles. Ben was great, awesom...
Enjoyable book. I had to keep reading to find out what secrets each character had, the book did have me hooked from very early on.For some reason felt the storyline with Saskia in the final chapters of the book seemed to end a little quick and could feel myself saying "is that it?". I can only th...
Its simple, understated exterior bore only the carefully symbolic sign, and mirror-effect windows of any other York eaterie, only the folded-back shutters and faint slaughterhouse-whiff of the fresh blood cocktails gave it away as an Otherworld favourite. ‘What’re these fo...
Jack kept his eyes forward, concentrating on Felix, whose body was shuddering with something like repressed sobs. ‘Take it easy,’ he muttered, but for a million pounds he couldn’t have told anyone which one of them he was saying it to, or was it to himself? Her face. Her p...
Dawn was beginning to glaze the rooftops and I was feeling the lack of a good night’s sleep. Behind me, at his machine, Liam tapped his way through yet another stream of film from yet another camera, as we tried to find out what time Sil had left the Records Office. If we knew how long he’d been ...
“Good day?” he asked, leaping up to make me a cup of tea. “Pretty good, yes.” I glanced around the living room. It was scattered with scraps of paper, all bearing pencil drawings. “What have you been up to?” “Ah, nothing. Just fiddling. Designing my perfect house, actually. Do you want a biscuit?...
"I am rather, yes." Leo looked a bit embarrassed. "It's nothing very special, I'm afraid." He bent to the door in a gigantic iron range which would invoke sleepless nights for any wicked witches with a gingerbread inclination. He straightened up bearing a baking sheet and flourished it onto the t...