Showing results by publisher "Bloomsbury Publishing Plc" in Dark Fantasy

Piranesi lives in the House. Perhaps he always has. In his notebooks, day after day, he makes a clear and careful record of its wonders: the labyrinth of halls, the thousands upon thousands of statues, the tides that thunder up staircases, the clouds that move in slow procession through the upper halls. On Tuesdays and Fridays Piranesi sees his friend, the Other. At other times he brings tributes of food to the Dead. But mostly, he is alone.

For generations, the Night Warriors have used their powers to defend humanity from evil, entering men's dreams to change the shape of waking reality. Now, five modern Night Warriors face their most terrifying enemy: Isabel Gowdie, witch and mistress of Satan. Entombed for three centuries, her powers have grown stronger. Now her evil influence seeps through the earth, carrying the seeds of the Night Plague, a disease that twists men's souls into madness. The Night Warriors can stop it if they can find Isabel Gowdie's hidden prison. But time is short.

There is something stalking the dream world. While people are sleeping, and at their most vulnerable, it infiltrates their minds and drives them to do terrible things. Its next target is a young boy who quickly becomes the unwilling vessel of an unstoppable demonic force. His family cannot save him. How can you fight against something that only exists in your head? Their only hope is the Night Warriors, conquerors of dreams. But demons like this have power far beyond what they have seen before, and it is about to erupt from the world of dreams into the waking world.

1882. North of Edinburgh, on the edge of an isolated loch, lies an institution of crumbling stone, where a strange doctor collects orphans with unusual abilities. In London, two children with such powers are hunted by a figure of darkness—a man made of smoke.

You shouldn't come in here. You could get lost. It has happened before. I'll tell you the story one day, if you want to hear it. In fairy tales, there are men and there are wolves, there are beasts and dead parents, there are girls and forests. Ofelia knows all this, like any young woman with a head full of stories. And she sees right away what the Capitán is, in his immaculate uniform, boots and gloves, smiling: a wolf.