Simon R Green
Meet master thief Gideon Sable and his misfit crew of magical con artists as they take on a daring supernatural heist.
Welcome to London, but not as you know it. A place where magic and miracles are everyday things, and the dark streets are full of very shadowy people. Among them, Gideon Sable.
Gideon Sable specializes in stealing the kind of things that can't normally be stolen. A ghost's clothes. A radio that lets you
...The name’s Bond. Shaman Bond. Actually, that's just his cover. His real name is Eddie Drood, but when your job includes a license to kick supernatural arse on a regular basis, you find your laughs where you can.
For centuries,...
I left there a long time ago, with my skin and sanity barely intact. Now I make my living in the sunlit streets of London. But business has been slow lately, so when Joanna...
Call me Drood, Eddie Drood. Some know me as Shaman Bond and most simply don’t want to know me at all. For centuries, my family has been keeping the things that lurk on the darker side of existence as far away as possible from humans like you, without you even knowing we’re there.
Unfortunately for us, not everybody appreciates what...
My name is John Taylor. The Nightside is my home, and I’ve got a brand new full-time job there (in addition to my private eye work) as Walker—the Voice of the Authorities. I’m also marrying the love of my life, Suzie Shooter, the Nightside’s...
Some call me Shaman Bond, but I was born Eddie Drood, the latest in a long line of folks who chase monsters out of closets for a living...
I’m John Taylor. I work as a PI out of the Nightside, that secret centre of London where clocks always read three A.M., where terrible things happen with predictable regularity, and where the always-dark streets are full of people partying like Judgement Day will never come.
Now it may have arrived. God’s own enforcer, the righteous engine of destruction known...
What I do is find things—people, objects—and in this case, the truth about the origins of the Nightside.
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But now, the Droods have hit a bad patch, what with the death of our Matriarch and the discovery that she was killed by one of our own. It’s left us in more than a bit of disarray, and it goes without saying that those
...10) Moonbreaker
My name is Eddie Drood, aka Shaman Bond, the very secret agent. And I am a dead man walking.
I’ve been poisoned by Dr. DOA. There is no cure, no treatment, no chance of a last-minute miracle. So all that is left to me and my...
Not a nice place to visit or a nice place to live. So you wouldn’t think I would care that it was about to be destroyed, by none other than my very own long-missing, not-quite-human mom.
But I do. I was born here, I live
...In the wake of the war that almost brought the...
Recently I suffered a slight case of death, but thanks to Molly, my best girl (who happens to be a powerful witch), I got over that right quick. Unfortunately my family wasn’t so lucky....
My name is John Taylor. I’m a PI with a special talent for finding lost things. I’m...
Master thief, rogue and chancer Gideon Sable returns for another fast-paced supernatural heist – and this time Gideon and his crew have their sights on a Las Vegas casino.
Judi Rifkin is the richest collector of the weird and unnatural to ever grace London's underworld. And Gideon Sable owes her a very large favour. If Gideon can steal the legendary Masque of Ra, which sits on full display in the busy Khuffu casino, she'll
...16) Night Fall
The Droods are all about control, making people do what they're told for the greater good. The Nightside is all about choice: good and bad and everything in between. The Droods want to make the world behave. The Nightside wants...
17) Paths Not Taken
I left for a while, but I did come back, to make my living doing what I do better than anyone else: finding things—lost...
I’m John Taylor, a PI with a knack for finding things, helping those the Nightside has chewed up and is...
The editor of the Unnatural Inquirer—the Nightside’s most notorious rag—has...
John Taylor works in the Nightside—the gaudy, neon noir, secret heart of London, where it’s always three in the morning, where gods and monsters make deals and seek pleasures they won’t find anywhere else. He has a gift for finding things. And sometimes...