Mr Stink - David Walliams
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The second original, touching, twisted, and most of all hilarious novel for children by David Walliams -- beautifully illustrated by Quentin Blake. "Mr Stink stank. He also stunk.
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| Ghost Hunter - Michelle Paver
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As winter approaches and Souls' Night draws near, the Eagle Owl Mage holds the clans in the grip of terror. To fulfill his destiny, Torak must seek his lair in the Mountain of Ghosts. He must defy demons and tokoroths, and find his way through the Gorge of the Hidden People.
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Brigands M.C - Robert Muchamore
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Every CHERUB agent comes from somewhere. Dante Scott still has nightmares about the death of his family, brutally murdered by a biker gang.
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| Soggy The Bear
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Philip Moran was out fishing off the Cornish coast and spotted a waterlogged, scarcely floating teddy bear. From this curious moment, Moran constructs a story that takes us from the warmth of the beach into uncertainty, anxiety and fear before a lesson of life is learned.
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| Angie Sage Magyk
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A baby girl is rescued from a snowy path in the woods. A baby boy is stillborn. A young Queen is taken ill. An ExtraOrdinary Wizard mysteriously resigns from his post. And all on the same night. A string of events, seemingly unconnected, begins to converge ten years later, when the Heap family receive a knock at the door. The evil Necromancer DomDaniel is plotting his comeback and a Major Obstacle resides in the Heap family. Life as they know is about to change, and the most fantastically fast-paced adventure of confused identities, magyk and mayhem, begin. |
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Angie Sage - Flyte
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The evil necromancer DomDaniel has been disposed of, but something Darke is stirring. A shadow pursues ExtraOrdinary Wizard Marcia Overstrand around, following her every move, growing stronger every day. |
| Queste - Angie Sage
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Septimus faces a perilous quest to find Nicko and Snorri,
who have been trapped back in time.
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A darkling Plain - Philip Reeve
|  As Wren eased the steering levers back and the Jenny rose and the rounded thing slid by beneath her Tom saw that the other man was right; it was buckled, corroding, shaggy with weeds, but unmistakably one of London's wheels... |
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