"I am the evil that destroys worlds. And yet I would die to protect her…
Our last quest lies before us, and we now run the final race against the forces of darkness. We dare to try to waken a dead god, but my heart misgives me.
The shade of the long-dead druid we summoned spoke one word that blazes in my memory. Sacrifice. What did he mean? My companions and I might die by the hand of our enemies. This we know, and risk. Yet I think he meant more.
If so, I fear it is my daughter who will pay the price. But I am Drom, and I am ready. I reck nothing even of gods, and I will save her no matter what it takes…"
"Is she my daughter? I protect her against steel and sorcery as though she is, and maybe it will give meaning to my life…
I may never learn the truth. Perhaps I don’t deserve to. All I need to know is that her enemies will kill her if they can. That makes them my enemies, and I am Isarn the Invincible. A name to make them tremble.
And she has power herself. Strands of destiny swirl through the very air we breathe, and lay before us a quest more dangerous than anything I have known.
For the land, ruled by a tyrant, stands upon the brink of ruin. The task fate sets me is just the first step to saving it. Yet my enemies unleash unspeakable magic to destroy any threat.
Sorcery that even the goddess of evil forbids…"
"The game is afoot. The game of life and death. The game of druids, gods and destiny…
My companions and I begin a quest. We must seek the Great Druid in the forest sanctuary of his kind, and win knowledge from him. Yet there is a problem.
He is dead.
Even so, my companions have the power to raise a shade. The walls of Death can be breached, for those who have the gift. Or curse.
Yet what then? The Dark creeps malevolently, inexorably, over my land. It will snuff us all out. The Great Druid knows lore that will help us fight. That will defend us against evil."
"Regret is a burden. I should know. And magic makes it worse…
Once, the crowd adored me. I was young and the world was small. I fought in the arena, and I was good. The best. Warriors feared me. Kings praised me. And women…
Best to say little of that. Yet one ruined me. Cast me aside. Betrayed me. Those who showered me with gold turned to hunting me with steel. Because of her.
Age hides me now. But it robs me too. Strength and skill are fading, just when I need them most. The adoring crowds of my youth would not know me, and my name is dead on their lips. Fame, you are a traitor.
Now, another woman comes into my life as the ancient evil I once fled casts its shadow over the realm. She is my daughter, and I protect her from her enemies. Yet I do not tell her the truth.
Men I can still fight. Magic I can thwart, with a touch of my own. But the leader of my daughter’s enemies is worse.
She is a god…"
"The skies above London hum with danger. And in the Channel enemies lie in wait...
Autumn, 1917. London is not the city that Dr John Watson and Sherlock Holmes once bestrode like giants. Terror has come from the sky and Londoners are scurrying underground in fear.
Then a twin tragedy strikes Watson. An old friend, Staff Nurse Jennings, is on a boat-ambulance torpedoed in the Channel with no survivors. And his concert-going companion, Sir Gilbert Hardy, is kidnapped.
Then comes the gruesome ransom demand, for Sir Gilbert and four others, which will involve terrible mutilation unless the demands are met.
Help comes from an unlikely source when Watson finds himself face-to-face with his old ruthless adversary, the 'She Wolf' Miss Pillbody. She makes him a remarkable offer and so an unlikely partnership is formed - the enemy spy and Sherlock Holmes's faithful companion, a detective duo which will eventually uncover a shocking case of state-sponsored murder and find Watson on board a German bomber, with a crew intent on setting London ablaze."
"A stunning Dr Watson thriller perfect for all fans of Sherlock.
The year is 1917 and Doctor John Watson is held in a notorious POW camp deep in enemy Germany, there as Medical Officer for the British prisoners.
With the Allied blockade, food is perilously short in the camp and when a new prisoner is murdered all assume the poor chap was killed for his Red Cross parcel.
Watson, though, isn't so sure.
Something isn't quite what it seems and a creeping feeling of unease tells Watson there is more to this than meets the eye. And when an escape plot is apparently uncovered in his hut and he is sent to solitary confinement, he knows he has touched a nerve.
If Watson is to reveal the heinous crimes that have occurred at the camp, he must escape before he is silenced for good. All he needs is some long-distance help from his old friend, Sherlock Holmes…
'Robert Ryan is the key heir apparent to Conan Doyle' Barry Forshaw, Financial Times"
"Deep in the trenches of Flanders Fields, men are dying in their thousands every day. So one more death shouldn't be a surprise.
But then a body turns up with bizarre injuries, and Sherlock Holmes' former sidekick Dr John Watson - unable to fight for his country due to injury but able to serve it through his medical expertise - finds his suspicions raised. The face has a blue-ish tinge, the jaw is clamped shut in a terrible rictus and the eyes are almost popping out of his head, as if the man had seen unimaginable horror. Something is terribly wrong.
But this is just the beginning. Soon more bodies appear, and Watson must discover who is the killer in the trenches. Who can he trust? Who is the enemy? And can he find the perpetrator before he kills again?
Surrounded by unimaginable carnage, amidst a conflict that's ripping the world apart, Watson must for once step out of the shadows and into the limelight if he's to solve the mystery behind the inexplicable deaths."
"Deep in England's green and pleasant land something evil lurks…
Dr John Watson is back home, fresh from his time in the trenches of Flanders Fields. The horrors of war weigh heavy on his mind, and now his task is to help rehabilitate soldiers suffering from the crippling effects of shell-shock.
But the war is not yet over and in one corner of England lies a secret, one that the establishment is determined to keep under wraps. For in the woodlands of the lush countryside, the government is building the secret weapon which will win the war for Britain. Here, they are developing the land ship - never-before-seen 'tanks' which the army is convinced will end the stalemate on the Western Front.
But then disaster strikes. After a training exercise in one of the tanks, eight men are mysteriously struck down, seven of them dead. There is just the one survivor, and he's not talking. It is clear something is horribly wrong, and the army calls in the only man who will know how to solve the mystery: Dr John Watson."
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