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Providence TPB Cancelled

She is the ultimate weapon. She once served us. Now she's got her own plans. Once we approached the aliens in peace... and they annihilated us. Now mankind has developed the ultimate killing machine, the Providence class of spaceship.

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Baum, L. Frank
Full of magic and color, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz is an archetypal and beloved story of so many; one of friendship, loyalty and the love of one's home. The cover art for this edition was designed by New York based artist Jon Burgerman.

Seven Steeples

Baume, Sara
Taking place in a remote house in the south-west of Ireland, this rich and vivid novel spans seven years and speaks to the times we live in, asking how we may withdraw, how better to live in the natural world, and how the choices made or avoided lead us home.

Liberty Silk

Beaufoy, Kate
France 1919: Jessie is celebrating the last heady days of her honeymoon. But when her husband suddenly disappears she finds herself bereft. Until a chance encounter thrusts her into the centre of the intoxicating world of Parisian high life.

After The Wake

Behan, Brendan
This diverse collection is a delightful and entertaining windfall from one of Ireland's most colourful writers. An essential complement to Behan's master works.


Bell, Caarragh


Bell, Caragh
Third in a series of stories which feature strong heroines set in the glitzy world of the rich and famous.

Echoes of Grace

Bell, Caragh
Echoes of Grace is the story of a young woman who, having overcome a painful past, must now embrace it to find her real self.

Baby It's Cold Outside

Bell, Emily

Strange Epiphanies

Bell, Peter

Checkout 19: 'A book to shake the world anew' Sebastian Barry

Bennett, Claire-Louise

Yell, Sam, If You Still Can: Le Tiers Temps

Besserie, Maylis
This novel by Maylis Besserie, the first of her Irish trilogy, shows us Samuel Beckett at the end of his life in 1989, living in Le Tiers-Temps retirement home. It is as if Beckett has come to live in one of his own stage productions, peopled with strange, unhinged individuals, waiting for the end of days.