Set in London during the Ripper years, Sarah Pinborough tells the untold tale of another serial killer preying on the inhabitants of the city, and of the investigative team which takes the bloody cases on. As you would hope, the novel evokes London at its dank and grisly best, with the story interwoven with real newspaper … More
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Gollancz is delighted to team up with Fantasy-Faction for our Gentleman Bastard series read along. We know many of you are as excited as we are for the upcoming publication of The Republic of Thieves and thought now was the perfect time to have a look back at the series so far. Without further ado, we turn you over to your host, the brilliant Marc Aplin of Fantasy-Faction to discuss our read … More
Over the last couple of months we’ve been celebrating the launch of Nathan Hawke’s Gallow series with lots of brilliant extracts and short stories. Today marks the publication of the second book, Gallow: Cold Redemption, and if you’ve missed out you can catch up on all the other short stories and extracts here. Enjoy!
9 – Valaric the Wolf
Location – Tarkhun
Falgir Longarm raised a hand and stopped walking. Behind him thirty Lhosir warriors … More
Gollancz, have bought the spectacular SF debut, Crashing Heaven, from an exciting new UK author.
Simon Spanton, Gollancz Associate Publisher, bought world rights for two books from London author Al Robertson in a major pre-empt ahead of an auction, through Susan Armstrong at Conville & Walsh. The first novel, Crashing Heaven, will be published in January 2015.
Crashing Heaven echoes classic SF and brings a cutting edge digital twist.
With Earth abandoned, humanity resides on Station, an industrialised asteroid run by the sentient corporations … More
We let Marcus, Jon and Graeme away from their desks for five minutes and look what happens…
Off the beaten path, behind Waterloo station.
Down dark tunnels…
…and a left turn at Gregg’s
One balmy evening, Marcus Gipps, Jon Weir and I were to be cramming triangular sandwiches into our mouths, drinking deeply from bottles of Spitfire and rifling through vintage leaflets warning us of the twin horrors of chemical and biological attack. The sun was shining with a hint of grey … More