On the third day of Geekmas…

gollancz3 - 1It’s day three of the twelve days of Geekmas and the gifts are growing ever more fruitful. We’ll be adding another prize into the bundle every day over the next couple of weeks here on the blog, but you can also win a daily prize over on Twitter by following @Gollancz and doing what Simon Spanton tells you to do. We’ve got a pretty fine addition to our bundle today, as you can see.

On the third day of Geekmas Gollancz gave to me…

Three Gentlemen Bastards

We have a SIGNED set of the Gentleman Bastards series from Scott Lynch, including most recent and long-awaiting The Republic of Thieves, which was recently shortlisted for the Goodreads Choice Awards 2013 for Best Fantasy Novel. A firm favourite in the Gollancz community, we sent out The Lies of Locke Lamora, the first in the series, to our Gollancz Geeks, who seemed to take quite kindly to it! We also had a Read Along with our friends at Fantasy Faction for Lies and Red Seas Under Red Skies, which you can delve into on the blog.

If you haven’t yet come to know and love Scott’s brilliant series, here’s a brief synopsis of the first novel, The Lies of Locke Lamora. If you’re in to fantasy though, we can almost guarantee you’re going to love it – enter the competition below using the form if you haven’t already. Good luck!

Introducing Locke Lamora, the fantasy genre’s next cult hero…

They say that the Thorn of Camorr can beat anyone in a fight. They say he steals from the rich and gives to the poor. They say he’s part man, part myth, and mostly street-corner rumor. And they are wrong on every count.

Only averagely tall, slender, and god-awful with a sword, Locke Lamora is the fabled Thorn, and the greatest weapons at his disposal are his wit and cunning. He steals from the rich – they’re the only ones worth stealing from – but the poor can go steal for themselves. What Locke cons, wheedles and tricks into his possession is strictly for him and his band of fellow con-artists and thieves: the Gentleman Bastards. 

Together their domain is the city of Camorr. Built of Elderglass by a race no-one remembers, it’s a city of shifting revels, filthy canals, baroque palaces and crowded cemeteries. Home to Dons, merchants, soldiers, beggars, cripples, and feral children. And to Capa Barsavi, the criminal mastermind who runs the city.

But there are whispers of a challenge to the Capa’s power. A challenge from a man no one has ever seen, a man no blade can touch. The Grey King is coming.

A man would be well advised not to be caught between Capa Barsavi and The Grey King. Even such a master of the sword as the Thorn of Camorr. As for Locke Lamora . . .