Sci-fi a fantasy

This is where the dragons went. They lie…not dead, not asleep, but…dormant. And although the space they occupy isn't like normal space, nevertheless they are packed in tightly. They could put you in mind of a can of sardines, if you thought sardines were huge and scaly. And presumably, somewhere, there's a key...


Guards! Guards! is the eighth Discworld novel - and after this, dragons will never be the same again!

There's Young Agnes, who is really in two minds about everything. Magrat, who is trying to combine witchcraft and nappies, Nanny Ogg…and Granny Weatherwax, who is big trouble. And the vampires are intelligent. They've got style and fancy waistcoats. They're out of the casket, and want a bite of the future. Mightily Oats knows he has a prayer, but wishes he had an axe. Carpe Jugulum is Terry Pratchett's twenty-third Discworld Novel - but the first to star vampires.

In the beginning, there was nothing but endless flatness. Then came the Carpet-That's the old story everyone knows and loves. But now the Carpet is home to many different tribes and peoples and there's a new story in the making. The story of Fray, sweeping a trail of destruction across the Carpet. The story of power-hungry mouls - and of two Munrung brothers, who set out on an amazing adventure. Co-written by Terry Pratchett, aged seventeen, and master storyteller, Terry Pratchett, aged forty-three.