Lakshmi Nayak sat at the desk in her student flat in London, staring at a sheet of blue lightweight airmail paper. The page of equations was elegant and perplexing. Two things about …
Did you find the experience of writing BEST SERVED COLD, a standalone novel, to be more challenging than writing the First Law Trilogy?
I did find it more challenging, I think mostly because I’d had the ideas and characters …
Waves as monuments: huge and uncaring, crowned in furious white. Freezing salt water ripped across the decks of Tide Child, grasping careless feet, numbing hands. Wind; all noise and anger, rigging singing …
My mother kissed my forehead with a smile when I cried, upset that the party would carry on as I was sent away to sleep, and while I lay awake in my bed of lace, huddled beneath my …
Frost had covered everything. It crunched under Lee’s feet as he made his way steadily through the woods. He wore his parka, zipped all the way up and the hood pulled over his head. A shemagh was around …
The history of the world begins in ice, and it will end in ice.
Or at least, that’s how the dawn chill felt in the bedchamber as I shrugged out from beneath the cozy feather comforter under which my cousin …
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I met Governor Giarod in her office, its cream-and-green …
“There were unexpected difficulties,” said the dark gray blur. That blur sat in a pale blue cushioned chair, no more than a meter away from where Ingray herself sat, facing, in an identical chair.
Or apparently so, anyway. Ingray …