5500 years old. Forged in fire. He’s a god you’ve forgotten, fighting the monsters who haven’t forgotten you.
Join bad-joke loving god, Edward Brett, and his human best friend, Wanda Smith as they travel Great Britain in a camper van, fighting monsters and solving supernatural mysteries. From defeating a sentient forest to doing battle with the devil, and from going on a road trip with the ghost of Anne Boleyn to being hunted by demons in a shopping centre, Edward and Wanda have never a dull moment in the first volume of this new series. They’ll laugh, they’ll cry, they’ll see terrible and wonderful things … but can their fast friendship survive the apocalyptic danger that’s gathering for them? The man hiding in the dark, waits.
Are you coming along for the ride?
Targeted Age Group:: 11 to 111
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I wanted to write a story about an ancient god who hasn't been worshipped in centuries, but who still exists and wants to help us. And I wanted to write something with real breadth and variety too, so in the book you've got ten self-contained supernatural adventure stories which also tie in together to form one big narrative. For me, that's quite an exciting writing project as it gave me a big sandbox to play in.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I love the supernatural and I knew I wanted a supernatural hero, so I made Edward into this kind of heroic figure, who saves us from demons and monsters we don't even know still exist. He's sort of an amalgamation of everything that I think is aspirational in a person, with some foilables chucked in because nobody should ever be perfect. But I wanted him to be a hero. I wanted him to be someone people could look up to.
Wanda is very down to earth, we've probably all worked with or met someone like her – she's kind, funny, a bit self-depreciating and lacking a bit of sparkle in her life. She's sharp though, and wise, again someone people could look up to – and there are some lovely moments where even though Edward is older than her by over 5000 years, you can see her almost taking over as the senior figure and advising and looking after him.
Edward’s gaze fell over the banister, back down the stairwell. “Speaking of fear …” Then he gave her a swift, reassuring smile. “Watch me stamp it out.”
Wanda looked over the rail as well. Her stomach clenched. Grinners were piled up at the bottom of the staircase, faces she knew from all over the building, all with the same, now all-too-familiar eyes. “They can’t come up here, though, right? Like you said, they can only go where the people versions of them have been?”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m hoping,” he muttered. He turned and strode along the landing, back to the top of the stairs, trotting down a few steps towards the grinners. “Now!” he shouted to them. “Let’s see about wiping those smiles off your faces.”
The grinners stared back at him for a moment before their heads jolted back up to where Wanda stood.
She held on to the banister for dear life. Stop them, Mr Brett. Please.
“Her,” the grinners all said at once, still staring at Wanda.
Edward shrugged. “What about her?”
“She will join with us.”
“Ah, you’ve got your speech sorted out then, good for you. But no, sorry, no she won’t. She’s with me. And seeing how you’re brand new to this world, I’m imagining you don’t know who I am yet,” he growled. “So let me give you a little tip. Lower your expectations of what you’re going to achieve here. Big time.”
The grinners looked back at him again. They hesitated. Was it her imagination, or did their grins falter, just a tiny bit? “We need her.”
“To carry you out into the world? That’s it, isn’t it? Just like any other disease, you want to spread, you want to grow and expand and do goodness-knows-what to the rest of the world. Make silly grinny clones of everyone, or kill everyone, who knows – you probably don’t even know yourselves. But also, just like any other disease, you need a host. You’ve picked her out as the quote-unquote ‘sickest’ person here, you’ve chosen her as the perfect plague ship – you touch her or possess her or whatever and you can sail out of this building and out into the world. That’s why you need her. Well, listen up. Needs are relative. I need a haircut, look,” Edward ran a hand through his mop of hair. “A total mess. Much like your plan.”
“We will reach her.”
“Oh, you will, will you? You’ve grown faster than any supernatural being has probably ever grown before. Learning to take form, learning to move and speak, brilliant work, no doubt. Well, here’s the onion – you’ve grown too fast. You’re running before you can walk. You’ve mirrored the forms and behaviours of these poor people far too closely. I mean, look at you! You can’t even set foot on this staircase because none of them ever have. You had to run to the phone when I called it, you got stuck outside a photocopy cupboard – heck, I wouldn’t mind betting that if I ran into the gents then all you lady grinners would have to wait sheepishly outside, is that right?”
The grinners didn’t reply.
“So. Bearing all that in mind – what’s the one thing in this building you really shouldn’t have let me stand beside?”
Wanda looked at the stairwell wall next to him. Her heart started thudding with excitement. Excellent! That is excellent!
The grinners looked at the wall too, and for the first time their smiles shattered and they all broke into deep, unsettling, unforgiving frowns.
Edward grinned at them wildly. “Fire drill!”
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