Charlie Fletcher

Language: English

Pages: 480

ISBN: 1423101790

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The city of London is in the middle of one of its most destructive wars in history. And yet most of its inhabitants don't even know it.
The battle between the statues and gargoyles of London rages on. The stakes are high, with the spits engaged in a struggle against the evil taints that will determine the fate of their very souls.
Twelve year old George Chapman and his friend Edie are caught in the middle. A glint with the ability to "see" the past, Edie has become a crucial asset in the ongoing war. The Gunner, a statue of a World War I soldier, continues do his part to help them in their quest. But George knows that he is the one who must play the biggest role in helping to bring an end to the war. With the Walker intent on forcing his evil designs on London and the world, George realizes that his destiny is inextricably tied to the Walker's destruction. In the end, the most important soul he manages to save might just be his own.
Filled with intriguing suspense, invigorating action sequences, and well developed characters, Silvertongue is a thrilling conclusion to the international blockbuster Stoneheart trilogy.


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gaze into the night sky and then turned slowly, scouring what he could see of the city for anything reassuring, like someone hurrying home along a pavement, or people moving in the lighted windows of the hotel opposite. There was nothing. “We don’t,” said the Red Queen. “You don’t?” said Edie shakily. “No,” replied the Gunner. “This hasn’t happened before.” George stopped turning and looked at the statues standing around him in the increasingly white cityscape. The two World War I

“Or the Raven’s led her astray,” scowled the Gunner. “George is going to be well bent out o’ shape when he finds we’ve lost her. Right. Search party. I’ll go east. She was talking about the Black Friar.” He pointed up the Embankment toward the City. The dark wall of the ice murk rose in a sinister gray mass above the rooftops. “I’ll go north; my daughters will go east and south,” said the Queen, jerking the reins on her horses. The Officer put out his hand and gripped them. “No,” he said.

He shivered. And then he REALLY shivered. “Edie,” he said, the word coming out of his mouth on a reflex. He grabbed the Queen’s hand. “Stop!” he yelled. She leaned back on the reins. The horses snorted in protest as their heads came up, and the chariot slowed as he jumped clear. “What, boy?” shouted the Queen, watching him run back along the double track made by the chariot’s wheels. “I don’t know. I felt something. Like in the hotel when we were walking through people who weren’t

helpers, right, Sue?” It was Edie’s mother. She turned her attention to the woman handing her a little disposable cup. Then she looked at the door and the stairs, face blank with lack of interest. “Right,” she agreed, taking her cupful of bright pills and swallowing them while the nurse waited and then ticked her name off a list. “Lovely jubbly.” The nurse smiled brightly. Edie’s mother’s face froze, and she pushed back in her chair so hard that the foam padding whooshed air in protest.

the touch. He gently pushed it back into place, closing the tear, and then he closed his eyes too and felt the metal beneath his touch. Where stone was granular, the metal was more like a fluid, as if he could feel the molten state that had flown into the mold. “What’s he doing?” asked the Railwayman. “Man’s work,” said the Queen. She nodded at the wall of ice murk visible over the rooftops. “And we must be on our way, for there shall be more need of healing before this is over. Come,

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