This week we’ve got the final chapter in our part-serialization of Son of the Morning to share with you. If you missed our previous posts you can catch up with prologue and chapter one, chapter two and chapter three. Return to Mark Adler’s glorious world of angels and devils. Click here to read Son of the Morning Chapter Four. Son of the Morning is out now. You can pick up your copy from your local bookshop. .
Tom Lloyd’s brilliant new fantasy series has kicked off with Moon’s Artifice, which published last week. We recently sent it out to our Gollancz Geeks so we’re looking forward to seeing what you guys make of it. If you’ve missed the previous chapters, fear not, you can catch up on chapter one, chapter two and chapter three still. Tom also wrote us a piece on fantasy heroes for the blog that you can read here, which also has one of our legendary giveaways for your chance to get your hands on a copy. To read Chapter Four, just click here.
The fantastic On the Steel Breeze by Alastair Reynolds is out this week, and we are of course letting you into a little more of his world. We have an extract from chapter four below – and you can read the rest on Thursday when it’s out! To read the extract, just click here.
It’s time for chapter four of our book of the month, Wolfhound Century by Peter Higgins. Although the chapters are short, they are perfectly formed to deliver you one of our fine debuts… Chapter 4 A messenger was standing near the back exit of the Sviatopolk, white-faced, gripping his bicycle. Kantor dragged the machine out of his hands and rode off in pursuit of the dying horse, the money and the giant. He found them in a lane off Broken Moons Prospect. Vaso had begun to unload the satchels of roubles, stacking them neatly in the gutter. The horse was dead.…
CHAPTER FOUR: BLACK DOW The stable doors shut with a bang like a headsman’s axe, and it took all of Calder’s famous arrogance not to jump clean in the air. War meetings had never been his favourite style of gathering, especially ones full of his enemies. Three of Dow’s five War Chiefs were in attendance and, as Calder’s ever- worsening luck would have it, they were the three that liked him least. Glama Golden looked the hero from his scalp to his toes, big- knuckle brawny and heavy-jaw handsome, his long hair, his bristling moustache, his eyelashes to their tips…
