Resurrection , Midnight and Bedlam first published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2017, 2018 and 2019
Published in this ebook pack edition in 2019
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Ebook Edition © May 2019 ISBN: 9780008318208
Version: 2019-04-30
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Copyright Resurrection , Midnight and Bedlam first published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2017, 2018 and 2019 Published in this ebook pack edition in 2019 HarperCollins Children’s Books is a division of HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF The HarperCollins Children’s Books website address is www.harpercollins.co.uk Text copyright © Derek Landy 2017, 2018 and 2019 Cover design copyright © HarperCollins Publishers Ltd 2017, 2018 and 2019 Cover illustrations copyright © Tom Percival Skulduggery Pleasant™ Derek Landy Skulduggery Pleasant logo™ HarperCollins Publishers Derek Landy asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of the work. A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this ebook onscreen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins. Source ISBNs: 9780008219581 (Skulduggery Pleasant: Resurrection), 9780008284602 (Skulduggery Pleasant: Midnight), 9780008295660 (Skulduggery Pleasant: Bedlam) Ebook Edition © May 2019 ISBN: 9780008318208 Version: 2019-04-30
Skulduggery Pleasant: Resurrection
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This book is dedicated to Yve.
Yve, our friendship is like a fine wine: it improves with age, is fragrant and ebullient, and it has aromas of mulberries and pencil lead and …
No. No, that’s not it.
Our friendship is less like wine and more like a journey. It has twists and turns and sometimes you lose the signal for the radio and find yourself driving around in circles thanks to the cheap sat nav you bought from that guy with the …
No, that’s not it either.
Our friendship is less like wine, and less like a journey, and more like a … a …
Listen, Yve, they’re going to print in the morning and I have to get this dedication done in the next few minutes but I really can’t think of anything that adequately describes our friendship so it’d be much easier if we just weren’t friends any more.
Really sorry .
In the nothing before the beginning there was a thought. And the thought became the beginning.
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Dedication This book is dedicated to Yve. Yve, our friendship is like a fine wine: it improves with age, is fragrant and ebullient, and it has aromas of mulberries and pencil lead and … No. No, that’s not it. Our friendship is less like wine and more like a journey. It has twists and turns and sometimes you lose the signal for the radio and find yourself driving around in circles thanks to the cheap sat nav you bought from that guy with the … No, that’s not it either. Our friendship is less like wine, and less like a journey, and more like a … a … Listen, Yve, they’re going to print in the morning and I have to get this dedication done in the next few minutes but I really can’t think of anything that adequately describes our friendship so it’d be much easier if we just weren’t friends any more. Really sorry .
Epigraph In the nothing before the beginning there was a thought. And the thought became the beginning.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
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Dramatis Personae
A new beginning.
That’s what this was. A fresh start. He was going to deliver this one piece of information and then leave. He could go home, back to New York, or maybe Chicago, or Philly. Ireland didn’t suit him any more. He was done with it – and it, apparently, was done with him. He was OK with that. He’d had some good times here. He’d had some fun. He’d made some friends. But a new day was about to dawn. All Temper Fray had to do was survive the night.
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