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    Witch Finder – Ruth Warburton

    “Luke lifted his head and sniffed the dusk. The risk smell of roast chestnut pierced the cold foggy air, above the more familiar Spitalfields stink: horse manure, coal smoke, rubbish. Another day he might have searched his pockets for a farthing, bought a paper cone of hot, burst chestnuts and burnt his fingers as he ate. Not today. Not with his stomach churning like a wash tub and a fluttering sickness in his gut.”  When Witches killed his parents, Luke swore he would do anything to avenge their deaths. He has a gift and he plans to use it. His gift is that he can see magic, and the witches…

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    The Diamond Thief – Sharon Gosling

    “Remy took a deep breath as she stood on the edge of the narrow plunge board. Above her, the old material of the big tops roof was close enough to touch. Below her was nothing at all but air dirtied by dust and tobacco smoke, and then, sixty feet below, arranged around the sawdust of the circus ring, there was the crowd. She could almost hear their silence, the collected indrawn breath of five hundred people.” As the finale of the circus show Remy is used to capturing the show, used to the attention. But up on the trapeze covered in greasepaint she feels like she can fly away and…

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    The Quietness – Alison Rattle

    “It was a wet day. The rain had turned the roads to sludge. Everyone unlucky enough to be out on the streets hurried past Queenie, without even glancing at the heap of fruit she’d polished to gleaming on her skirts. no matter how hard she shouted, ‘PENNY A LOT, FINE RUSSETS!’ or, ‘EIGHT A PENNY, STUNNING PEARS!’” Queenie and her father seem fruit on the streets of victorian London, the family rarely has two coins to rub together. There are seven of them all living in one room and when Da disappears for days, sometimes weeks, on end her mother has to turn to other means to make money.  Ellen…

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    Freaks – Kieran Larwood

    “Sheba gazed through her tiny window to the seaside view beyond. It was a beautiful summer morning  the sounds of the beach drifted in and she closed her eyes to hear them better. Children splashing and laughing. The cries of gulls. She could smell the tang of fresh seaweed. Her mind drifted down to the sand and pebbles below.” Sheba, the wolfgirl, had never known anything other than her cage in the tiny room that she lived in at Grunchgirdle’s World of Curiosities. Until one day she is bought from Grunchgirdle by a beast of a man, Plumpscuttle, and shipped down to London for a new live. At first its…

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    Dodger – Terry Pratchett

    “The rain poured down on London so hard that it seemed that it was dancing spray, every raindrop contending with its fellow for supremacy in the air and waiting to splash down. It was a deluge. The drains and sewers were overflowing, throwing up – regurgitating, as it were – the debris of muck, slime and filth, the dead dogs, the dead rats, cats and worse; bringing back up to the world of men all those things they thought they hard left behind them”  On a cold wet stormy night Dodger comes to the rescue of a young lady in trouble. A tosher by trade he’s used to keeping to…

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    Fallen Grace – Mary Hooper

    “Grace, holding on tightly to her precious burden, found the station entrance without much difficulty. The Necropolis Railway ran, just as Mrs Smith the midwife had said, on its own special line from Waterloo to Brookwood Cemetery in the county of Surrey, and it was at the London Station, just before eleven o’clock, that the newly bereaved gathered, all dress in the first stage of deep mourning.” Growing up as an orphan in Victorian London is difficult enough, and that’s before you take into account your sister who is a simple girl, your mothers belongings that are starting to dwindle as you pawn them and a terrible act which sees…