Darren Shan - The Demonata 1-5

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Lord Loss : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Demon Thief : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Slawter : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Bec : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Blood Beast : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2007 Cover illustrations © Dominic Harman

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Source ISBNs: 9780007435456, 9780007435449, 9780007435432, 9780007435425, 9780007435418

Ebook edition © December 2014 ISBN: 9780008125998

Version: 2014-12-09

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Title Page DARREN SHAN THE DEMONATA BOOKS 1-5 Lord Loss Demon Thief Slawter Bec and Blood Beast

Copyright Copyright Contents Cover Title Page Copyright Lord Loss Demon Thief Slawter Bec Blood Beast Back ads About the Publisher HarperCollins Children's Books A division of HarperCollins Publishers Ltd 77-85 Fulham Palace Road, Hammersmith London, W6 8JB www.harpercollins.co.uk Lord Loss : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Demon Thief : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Slawter : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Bec : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2005 Blood Beast : Text copyright © Darren Shan, 2007 Cover illustrations © Dominic Harman 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 e-book on screen. 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. Darren Shan asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. Source ISBNs: 9780007435456, 9780007435449, 9780007435432, 9780007435425, 9780007435418 Ebook edition © December 2014 ISBN: 9780008125998 Version: 2014-12-09

Lord Loss

Demon Thief

Slawter

Bec

Blood Beast

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For:

Bas — my demon lover

OBEs (Order of the Bloody Entrails) to:

Caroline “pie chart” Paul

D.O.M.I.N.I.C. Kingston

Nicola “schumacher” Blacoe

Editorial Evilness:

Stellasaurus Paskins

Agents of Chaos:

the Christopher Little crew

Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world

Lord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees

In the centre of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his head

Mangled hands, naked eyes

Fanged snakes his soul line

Curled inside like textured sin

Bloody, curdled sheets for skin

In the centre of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the dead

Over strands of red, Lord Loss crawls

Dispensing pain, despising all

Shuns friends, nurtures foes

Ravages hope, breeds woe

Drinks moons, devours suns

Twirls his thumbs till the reaper comes

In the centre of the web, lush Lord Loss is all that’s left

Rat Guts

Demons

Dervish

The Grand Tour

Portraits

Spleen

Carnage in the Forest

A Theory

The Cellar

The Longest Day

Arooooo!

Family Ties

The Curse

The Challenge

The Choice

The Summoning

The Battle

A Change of Plan

Spiral to the Heart of Nowhere

The Change

→ Double history on a Wednesday afternoon — total nightmare! A few minutes ago, I would have said I couldn’t imagine anything worse. But when there’s a knock at the door, and it opens, and I spot my mum outside, I realise — life can always get worse.

When a parent turns up at school, unexpected, it means one of two things. Either somebody close to you has been seriously injured or died, or you’re in trouble.

My immediate reaction — please don’t let anybody be dead! I think of Dad, Gret, uncles, aunts, cousins. It could be any of them. Alive and kicking this morning. Now stiff and cold, tongue sticking out, a slab of dead meat just waiting to be buried. I remember Gran’s funeral. The open coffin. Her shining flesh, having to kiss her forehead, the pain, the tears. Please don’t let anyone be dead! Please! Please! Please! Ple–

Then I see Mum’s face, white with rage, and I know she’s here to punish, not comfort.

I groan, roll my eyes and mutter under my breath, “Bring on the corpses!”

→ The head’s office. Me, Mum and Mr Donnellan. Mum’s ranting and raving about cigarettes. I’ve been seen smoking behind the bike shed (the oldest cliché in the book!). She wants to know if the head’s aware of this, of what the pupils in his school are getting up to.