検索キーワード： 著者 "Ben Aaronovitch" すべてのカテゴリー

Ein Toter im U-Bahn-Tunnel der legendären Baker Street hinterlässt magische Spuren und ruft damit Peter und seine Kollegen von der Drei-Mann-Spezialeinheit für Übernatürliches auf den Plan. Als wären Ermittlungen in Abwasserkanälen nicht schon schrecklich genug, bekommt das Team Verstärkung durch FBI-Agentin Kimberley Reynolds. Als sich herausstellt, dass der Vater des ermordeten Kunststudenten ein hohes Tier im US-Senat ist, werden mit amerikanischer Autorität sämtliche Register gezogen.

Police Constable Peter Grant ist nicht nur ein relativer Neuling bei der Metropolitan Police, sondern auch der letzte Zauberlehrling Londons. Sollte er aber ernsthaft gedacht haben, dass sein frisch überstandenes Abenteuer in die Kategorie "heftig" fällt, so kann er sich für sein nächstes schon mal eine neue, noch aufregendere Vokabel aussuchen. In "Schwarzer Mond über Soho", Ben Aaronovitchs Fortsetzung der "Flüsse von London", sieht sich Peter Grant fantastischen Kriminalfällen und Gefahren einer völlig neuen Qualität gegenüber, die selbst den hartgesottensten Polizeibeamten in Angst und Schrecken versetzen würden.

A brand-new stand-alone novella in the Rivers of London series! Tobias Winter has been assigned to the Abteilung KDA - the Department for Complex and Unspecific Matters. Despite the intriguing department name, as Winter explains, dealing with the strange and the supernatural is 'actually 90 percent paperwork'. But this is a story about the other 10 percent of the job: the life-threatening danger part.

Peter Grant ist Police Constable in London mit einer ausgeprägten Begabung fürs Magische. Dies stellt er fest, als er zum Tatort eines grausamen Mordes beordert wird und pflichtbewusst beginnt, einen Zeugen zu befragen, der sich jedoch ziemlich schnell als Geist herausstellt. Von da ab wird Peters Leben kompliziert, denn Inspector Thomas Nightingale, Exzentriker, Jaguar-Fahrer und letzter Zauberer Englands macht ihn kurzerhand zu seinem Lehrling. Eine zauberhafte Aufgabe, die Peters Wissen über Verbrechensbekämpfung, Latein und das Leben an sich auf die Probe stellt.

Welcome aboard the space vessel Vancouver. Its mission: to guard a vast shipment of grain from Earth to the planet Safenesthome. Its Captain is called Ace. She seems a little unsure of herself. In fact, some might almost think she was new to the job...Its medical officer is called simply 'The Doctor', and he's perhaps not all he seems either. When mysterious ships target the Vancouver, Ace and the Doctor are pushed to the limit. Meanwhile, there's something nasty in the grain containers. And it's not very happy....

An unabridged reading of Ben Aaronovitch's novelisation of his classic 1988 TV adventure featuring the Seventh Doctor. With unfinished business to attend to, the Doctor takes Ace to Coal Hill School in London, 1963. The last time he was there, he left something behind--a powerful Time Lord artefact that could unlock the secrets of time travel. Can the Doctor retrieve the Hand of Omega before two rival factions of Daleks track it down?

Nein, die Vergangenheit ist noch längst nicht abgeschlossen - und so kehrt der Siebte Doktor dorthin zurück, wo alles begann: an die Coal Hill School in London im Jahr 1963. Das letzte Mal, als er hier war, hat er etwas zurückgelassen: ein mächtiges Artefakt der Time Lords, der Schlüssel zum Geheimnis der Zeitreisen. Kann der Doctor das Artefakt bergen, bevor zwei rivalisierende Fraktionen der Daleks es aufspüren? Und selbst wenn - wie will er verhindern, dass sich ganz London in ein Schlachtfeld verwandelt, sobald die Daleks aufeinandertreffen?

My name is Peter Grant, and I am a keeper of the secret flame - whatever that is. Truth be told, there's a lot I still don't know. My superior Nightingale, previously the last of England's wizardly governmental force, is trying to teach me proper schooling for a magician's apprentice. But even he doesn't have all the answers. Mostly I'm just a constable sworn to enforce the Queen’s Peace, with the occasional help from some unusual friends and a well-placed fire blast.

I was my dad's vinyl-wallah: I changed his records while he lounged around, and that's how I know my Argo from my Tempo. And it's why, when Dr Walid called me to the morgue to listen to a corpse, I recognised the tune it was playing. Something violently supernatural had happened to the victim, strong enough to leave its imprint like a wax cylinder recording.

Ben Aaronovitch has stormed the best-seller list with his superb London crime series - a unique blend of police procedural; loving detail about the greatest character of all, London; and a dash of the supernatural. A mutilated body in Crawley. Another killer on the loose. The prime suspect is one Robert Weil: an associate of the twisted magician known as the Faceless Man? Or just a common or garden serial killer? Before PC Peter Grant can get his head round the case, a town planner going under a tube train and a stolen grimoire are adding to his caseload.

Peter Grant is learning magic fast. And it’s just as well - he's already had run-ins with the deadly supernatural children of the Thames and a terrifying killer in Soho. Progression in the police force is less easy, especially when you work in a department of two. A department that doesn't even officially exist. A department that if you did describe it to most people would get you laughed at.

Suspicious deaths are not usually the concern of PC Peter Grant or the Folly, even when they happen at an exclusive party in one of the most expensive apartment blocks in London. But Lady Ty's daughter was there, and Peter owes Lady Ty a favour. Plunged into the alien world of the super-rich, where the basements are bigger than the house and dangerous, arcane items are bought and sold on the open market, a sensible young copper would keep his head down and his nose clean. But this is Peter Grant we're talking about.

In the fifth of his best-selling series Ben Aaronovitch takes Peter Grant out of whatever comfort zone he might have found and takes him out of London - to a small village in Herefordshire where the local police are reluctant to admit that there might be a supernatural element to the disappearance of some local children. But while you can take the London copper out of London you can't take the London out of the copper. Travelling west with Beverley Brook, Peter soon finds himself caught up in a deep mystery and having to tackle local cops and local gods. And what's more all the shops are closed by 4pm....

Agentin Kimberley Reynolds ist beim FBI zuständig für seltsame, übernatürliche und schlichtweg okkulte Dinge. Leider gibt es in den Keller-Akten beklagenswerte Lücken, so dass sie nach dem rätselhaften Anruf eines Ex-Kollegen ziemlich blindlings nach Wisconsin reisen muss. Ungünstigerweise hat dort ein Eistornado Stadtverwaltung und Polizeirevier in einen Trümmerhaufen verwandelt und Patrick Henderson ist spurlos verschwunden. Alles deutet darauf hin, dass er gewaltsam entführt wurde - von etwas, das kein Mensch war.

When retired FBI Agent Patrick Henderson calls in an 'X-Ray Sierra India' incident, the operator doesn't understand. He tells them to pass it up the chain till someone does. That person is FBI Special Agent Kimberley Reynolds. Leaving Quantico for snowbound Northern Wisconsin, she finds that a tornado has flattened half the town - and there's no sign of Henderson. Things soon go from weird to worse, as neighbours report unsettling sightings, key evidence goes missing, and the snow keeps rising - cutting off the town, with no way in or out...

Insurrection is in the air in the city of Ankh-Morpork. The Haves and Have-Nots are about to fall out all over again. Captain Sam Vimes of the city's ramshackle Night Watch is used to this. It's enough to drive a man to drink. Well, to drink more. But this time, something is different - the Have-Nots have found the key to a dormant, lethal weapon that even they don't fully understand and they're about to unleash a campaign of terror on the city. Time for Captain Vimes to sober up.

New York City, New York. Meet Augustus Berrycloth-Young - fop, flaneur, and Englishman abroad - as he chronicles the Jazz Age from his perch atop the city that never sleeps. That is, until his old friend Thomas Nightingale arrives, pursuing a rather mysterious affair concerning an old saxophone - which will take Gussie from his warm bed, to the cold shores of Long Island, and down to the jazz clubs where music, magic, and madness haunt the shadows.