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A God Among Thieves out now!
For the first time in history, an empire of muskets and cannons is gaining ground in the war against living, breathing gods. Entire armies have been massacred in a conflict which, at times, seems to be absurdly worth it.
Thousands of miles away, the principality of Moqara lies on the verge of being crushed by every neighbor around them. At the center of the crisis are reports that the empire has set its sights on acquiring the oasis city at any cost, convinced that it's trade lines may be the key to securing victory for the human race. A former resident, Kes, stumbles through the Moqaran desert, barely alive, carrying a message no one wants to hear: one of the gods wants to defect to the human side. It is not known who the message is intended for, and the only person who can vouch for Kes, Lazden Dadario of the Prince's Guard, doesn't trust a word she says. |
"Heart-felt, hilarious, and very tongue-in-cheek. I can't wait to play me in the Broadway production."
LUCIFER "KILL HIM!" MACBETH "I don't usually drink that much." LITTLE JOHN |
"What kind of idiot listens to a recommendation from Satan?"
KINGSTON RAINE "You think that's bad? I owe him a favour." JOANNA YORK "Bring me an aromatherapist!" LUCIFER |
"It's rare to find a comedy of errors that blends so well with the British sense of bravura and defeatism."
SOCRATES "I don't think anyone says 'arena of chaos' in this book." RUFUS "One cup of flour, one cup of milk, one egg, and a pinch of salt. Whisk vigorously, then pour onto a lightly oiled and very hot frying pan. Serve with a squeeze of lemon juice and a sprinkle of sugar." LITTLE JOHN |
"Why the hell was I not mentioned on the last of the rear book?"
LUCIFER "That little twerp just called me a Proci." LITTLE JOHN "Oh my god, you have a teacup pig!" JOANNA YORK |
