"With his sunglasses gone there was no denying the fact that he had no face. All he had was a skull for a head."

Stephanie’s uncle wrote horror fiction - at least that’s what she thought until he died and left her his estate.Then she discovered that though his books may have been horror, they weren’t exactly...fiction.

Stephanie’s uncle wrote horror fiction - at least that’s what she thought until he died and left her his estate.Then she discovered that though his books may have been horror, they weren’t exactly...fiction.

Plunged into a terrifying world of vampires and Hol ow Men, Stephanie finds help from the remarkable Skulduggery Pleasant: wise-cracking detective, powerful magician, sworn enemy of evil. Oh yes.And dead.