Blissfully dark philosophical thriller with a big heart — The Times.

A creepy, yet endearing, story for all ages — Perth Undergound.

For some of our members this was a beautifully sad and evocative novel; for others, it was a little weird. — River Bend Schools Book Club.

This is the perfect story for all younger readers. — Pocket Full of Pages.


Magrit lives in an abandoned cemetery. She is as forgotten as the tiny graveyard that surrounds her. One night a passing stork drops a strange bundle into the graveyard. Master Puppet, her friend and advisor, tells her it is an awful, ugly, terrible thing and that she should get rid of it. But Magrit has other ideas.

A tale  of discovery, loss, and growing up spooky, for ages 7+. From Walker Books.




Marius dos Hellespont

Wry, absurdist, and pleasantly cynical — Publisher’s Weekly.

(The Corpse-Rat King is…) Totally marvelous, wonderfully goofy, superbly madcap, grotesquely fantastic, fantastically macabre — British Fantasy Society.

Battersby is one messed up dude. Delightfully so. We should all be so lucky. All the stars. — Kate of Mind.


Marius don Hellespont and his apprentice, Gerd, are professional looters of battlefields. When they stumble upon the corpse of the King of Scorby and Gerd is killed, Marius is mistaken for the monarch by one of the dead soldiers and is transported down to the Kingdom of the Dead. And so it comes to pass that Marius is banished to the surface with one message: if he wants to recover his life he must find the dead a King. Which he fully intends to do.

Just as soon as he stops running away.

Then:  Find the dead a King, save himself, win the love of his life, live happily ever after. No wonder Marius dos Helles is bored. But now something has stopped the dead from, well, dying. It’s up to Marius, Gerd, and Gerd’s not-dead-enough Granny to journey across the continent and put the dead back in the afterlife where they belong.

A humorous fantasy series for anybody who hates soft-focus Arthurian love-fests with shiny armour and perfect hair. From Angry Robot Books. 


Through Soft Air


There are places where the world you know, and the worlds you don’t, swap, or merge, or disappear entirely. These are the soft places, the transparent moments. The ghosts of World War One will steal your future. Masons will carve the date of your death before your gaze. Those versions of yourself from every universe there is will meet, and haunt you for the rest of days. You will find no safe footing, and the ice beneath you is cracking……

25 stories from the brain I used to have, stored on paper to stop them rotting. From Prime Books. Buy it here.