I’m a bit of an urban fantasy fan, particularly if they are set in London and even more so if they are set in London and have a firmly rooted mythology. The City’s Son reads like a Neverwhere for this generation (although obviously if you like this kind of book, Neverwhere is the classic example), with maybe a little Rivers of London and some Stoneheart thrown in for good measure. I really enjoyed it, and will be buying the sequels for the library as soon as possible – although it may be a while before I go near a train again.
Hidden under the surface of everyday London is a city of monsters and miracles, where wild train spirits stampede over the tracks and glass-skinned dancers with glowing veins light the streets.
When a devastating betrayal drives her from her home, graffiti artist Beth Bradley stumbles into the secret city, where she finds Filius Viae, London’s ragged crown prince, just when he needs someone most. An ancient enemy has returned to the darkness under St Paul’s Cathedral, bent on reigniting a centuries-old war, and Beth and Fil find themselves in a desperate race through a bizarre urban wonderland, searching for a way to save the city they both love.
The City’s Son is the first book of The Skyscraper Throne: a story about family,friends and monsters, and how you can’t always tell which is which.
I really like the cover art for all three books in this trilogy, but I am going to have to wait until book three (The Glass Republic) before I get to the book with the London Eye on the cover…