Лучшие книги Бена Аароновича

Меня зовут Питер Грант, и я служу констеблем в полиции Лондона. А ещë я ученик чародея — первый за последние пятьдесят лет. Мой отец — джазовая знаменитость, и я волей-неволей научился разбираться в музыке. Поэтому, когда доктор Валид пригласил меня на осмотр тела жертвы убийства, я сразу узнал звучавшую в морге мелодию — джазовый стандарт «Тело и душа». Она доносилась из трупа...

Бухгалтер Сайрес Уилкинсон, саксофонист на полставки, скончался сразу после концерта. Смерть была жестокой и сверхъестественной — она оставила на теле свой загадочный след. И, хотя Уилкинсон был далеко не первой жертвой, эксгумировать трупы с целью музыкальной экспертизы мне никто не дал бы. Поэтому я начал расследование своими обычными методами. Моей помощницей стала очаровательная Симона — бывшая любовница Сайреса и любительница джаза. Очень скоро я понял: Сохо атакуют монстры. Существа с особым даром, позволяющим отличить гения музыки от просто хорошего исполнителя. Их цель — забрать всю красоту. И оставить после себя болезни, неудачи и исковерканные жизни...

Констебль-новобранец Питер Грант Констебль мечтает стать детективом в лондонской полиции. Получив показания от очевидца, который оказался призраком, Питер попадает в поле зрения старшего инспектора Томаса Найтингейла, отвечающего за расследование преступлений, связанных с магией и другими проявлениями сверхъестественного. Когда волна жестоких и причудливых…

Меня зовут Питер Грант. Я констебль полиции, меня уважают на улицах Лондона и еще я ученик волшебника. Работаю в девятом отделе по расследованию экономических преступлений, известном как «Безумство», а со стороны убойного отдела — как «О, Боже, Только Не Они Снова». Но даже их начальнику, профессионалу и закоренелому скептику, инспектору Сивеллу, приходится вызывать нас на странные ночные происшествия.

Именно поэтому в пять часов утра я стоял на станции подземки и смотрел на тело Джеймса Галлахера, гражданина США и студента факультета искусств. И задавался вопросом: как он смог добраться до места назначения, не попав на камеры видеонаблюдения метро, и почему осколок, которым закололи парня, обладает такой сильной магической силой? Но худшее ждало впереди. Джеймс Галлахер оказался сыном американского сенатора, а со мной связалась спецагент ФБР и начала задавать неудобные вопросы. Например, «Что вы скрываете?» или «Как вы создали этот свет из пустоты?». Чем глубже следствие уводило меня в лабиринт каналов, туннелей и заброшенных бомбоубежищ, пролегающих под улицами, тем больше я убеждался, что нижний Лондон не менее сложный и густонаселенный, чем верхний. И, возможно, намного более опасный.

A mutilated body in Crawley. A killer on the loose. The prime suspect is one Robert Weil, possibly an associate of the twisted wizard known as the Faceless Man. Or maybe just a garden-variety serial killer. Before apprentice wizard and Police Constable Peter Grant can even get his head 'round the case, two more are dropped in his lap: a town planner has gone…

When two young girls go missing in rural Herefordshire, police constable and wizard-in-training Peter Grant is sent out of London to check that nothing supernatural is involved.

It’s purely routine—Nightingale, Peter’s superior, thinks he’ll be done in less than a day. But Peter’s never been one to walk away from someone in trouble, so when nothing overtly magical turns up he volunteers his services to the local police, who need all the help they can get. But because the universe likes a joke as much as the next sadistic megalomaniac, Peter soon comes to realize that dark secrets underlie the picturesque fields and villages of the countryside and there might just be work for Britain’s most junior wizard after all.

Soon Peter’s in a vicious race against time, in a world where the boundaries between reality and fairy have never been less clear....

Another gripping and hilarious adventure through the secret streets of London. A tour of what remains and an insight into what once was with a liberal sprinkling of folklore, myth and violent crime. Each of Ben Aaronovitch's previous Peter Grant novels have been Sunday Times Top Ten HB bestsellers and The Hanging Tree looks set to repeat the feat.

The Hanging Tree was the Tyburn gallows which stood where Marble Arch stands today. Oxford Street was the last trip of the condemned. Somethings don't change. The place has a bloody and haunted legacy and now blood has returned to the empty Mayfair mansions of the world's super-rich. And blood mixed with magic is a job for Peter Grant.

Peter Grant is back as are Nightingale et al at the Folly and the various river gods, ghosts and spirits who attach themselves to England's last wizard and the Met's reluctant investigator of all things supernatural.

Martin Chorley, aka the Faceless Man, wanted for multiple counts of murder, fraud and crimes against humanity, has been unmasked and is on the run.

Peter Grant, Detective Constable and apprentice wizard, now plays a key role in an unprecedented joint operation to bring Chorley to justice.

But even as the unwieldy might of the Metropolitan Police bears down on its foe, Peter uncovers clues that Chorley, far from being finished, is executing the final stages of a long term plan.

A plan that has its roots in London's two thousand bloody years of history, and could literally bring the city to its knees.

To save his beloved city Peter's going to need help from his former best friend and colleague - Lesley May - who brutally betrayed him and everything he thought she believed in. And, far worse, he might even have to come to terms with the malevolent supernatural killer and agent of chaos known as Mr Punch...

'London Edition'

The Sunday Times bestselling novel now comes with an extra brand new story that has P/C Peter Grant investigating the ghosts of another era, another London, another games.

My name is Peter Grant and until January I was just probationary constable in that mighty army for justice known to all right-thinking people as the Metropolitan Police Service (and as the Filth to everybody else). Then one night, in pursuance of a murder inquiry, I tried to take a witness statement from someone who was dead but disturbingly voluable, and that brought me to the attention of Inspector Nightingale, the last wizard in England.
Now I'm a Detective Constable and a trainee wizard, the first apprentice in fifty years, and my world has become somewhat more complicated: nests of vampires in Purley, negotiating a truce between the warring god and goddess of the Thames, and digging up graves in Covent Garden . . . and there's something festering at the heart of the city I love, a malicious vengeful spirit that takes ordinary Londoners and twists them into grotesque mannequins to act out its drama of violence and despair.
The spirit of riot and rebellion has awakened in the city, and it's falling to me to bring order out of chaos - or die trying.

There have been ghosts on the London Underground, sad, harmless spectres whose presence does little more than give a frisson to travelling and boost tourism. But now there's a rash of sightings on the Metropolitan Line and these ghosts are frightening, aggressive and seem to be looking for something. Enter PC Peter Grant junior member of the Metropolitan Police's…

Peter Grant is facing fatherhood, and an uncertain future, with equal amounts of panic and enthusiasm. Rather than sit around, he takes a job with émigré Silicon Valley tech genius Terrence Skinner's brand new London start up - the Serious Cybernetics Company.

Drawn into the orbit of Old Street's famous 'silicon roundabout', Peter must learn how to blend in with people who are both civilians and geekier than he is. Compared to his last job, Peter thinks it should be a doddle. But magic is not finished with Mama Grant's favourite son.

Because Terrence Skinner has a secret hidden in the bowels of the SCC. A technology that stretches back to Ada Lovelace and Charles Babbage, and forward to the future of artificial intelligence. A secret that is just as magical as it technological - and just as dangerous.