Author: Michael Flett

Dressed in the scarlet robes of the Prydonian Chapter of the Time Lords, complete with the collar of high office, comedian and storyteller S J Wyatt has lived

An Englishman abroad in Bangkok, Father Daniel has made the best of his life, he and his Thai wife May doting on their daughter Olivia, she in turn

She strikes the spark and the fire catches, the petrol-drenched man tied to the chair ablaze, lighting up the night; she’s been on the floor in a stranglehold

Laika was the first dog in space, Félicette the first and so far only cat, Yuri Gagarin the first man and Valentina Tereshkova the first woman while Neil

Journalist Cory Harlan has been kidnapped and poisoned, though he is not sure by whom, nor even if the people who have kidnapped him were the ones who

Gretchen Wylder is a nightmare. Well, that is to say, Gretchen Wylder might be a nightmare if you were a narrow-minded bigot determined to maintain absolute control of

Sunshine, swords, spears, sandals and showmanship; the ancient gladiatorial arena had it all, presided over by Emperor Septimus Severus of Rome from 193 to 211AD, but what it

It was a place Ailsa knew as a girl, both from visiting and from the stories her family told, the myths and legends of the Cairngorms, a beautiful

It is the elegantly furnished and tastefully demure drawing room of a suburban couple, the small dining table for two in the corner, the drinks trolley beside it,

“She wasn’t some apron-wearing hourglass who waited for her husband to get home; she was a witch.” A line worthy of the great Shirley Jackson, the celebrated and influential