Ben Aaronovitch

The London Silver Vaults - for well over a century, the largest collection of silver for sale in the world. It has more locks than the Bank of England and more cameras than a celebrity punch-up. Not somewhere you can murder someone and vanish without a trace - only that's what happened.

Alongside their boss DCI Thomas Nightingale, the Special Assessment Unit find themselves embroiled in a mystery that encompasses London's tangled history, foreign lands and, most terrifying of all, the North!

And Detective Constable Peter Grant must solve this case soon because back home his partner Beverley is expecting twins any day now. But what he doesn't know is that he's about to encounter something - and somebody - that nobody ever expects...

A mutilated body in Crawley. The prime suspect is one Robert Weil, an associate of the twisted magician known as the Faceless Man. Before PC Peter Grant can get his head round the case a town planner goes under a tube train, adding to his case-load. And then Peter gets word of something very odd happening in Elephant and Castle…Book four in series.

In a small village in Herefordshire, the local police are reluctant to admit that there might be a supernatural element to the disappearance of some local children. London policeman Peter Grant soon finds himself caught up in a deep mystery, having to tackle local cops and local gods. And what's more, all the shops are closed by 4pm...Book five in series.

Suspicious deaths are not usually the concern of PC Peter Grant, even when they happen at an exclusive party in London. But Lady Ty's daughter was there, and Peter owes Lady Ty a favour. Plunged into the alien world of the super-rich Peter soon creates new enemies at the point where the world of magic and that of privilege intersect. Assuming he survives the week . . .Book six in series.

Martin Chorley - aka the Faceless Man - wanted for multiple counts of murder, fraud and crimes against humanity, has been unmasked and is on the run. Peter Grant, Detective Constable and apprentice wizard, now plays a key role in an unprecedented joint operation to bring Chorley to justice.

But even as the unwieldy might of the Metropolitan Police bears down on its foe, Peter uncovers clues that Chorley, far from being finished, is executing the final stages of a long-term plan.

To save his beloved city Peter's going to need help from his former best friend and colleague - Lesley May - who brutally betrayed him and everything he thought she believed in. And, far worse, he might even have to come to terms with the malevolent supernatural killer and agent of chaos known as Mr Punch...

Book 7 in the Rivers of London series.

New York City. Meet Augustus Berrycloth-Young - fop, flaneur, and Englishman abroad - as he chronicles the Jazz Age from his perch atop the city that never sleeps

That is, until his old friend Thomas Nightingale arrives, pursuing a rather mysterious affair concerning an old saxophone - which will take Gussie from his warm bed, to the cold shores of Long Island, and down to the jazz clubs where music, magic, and madness haunt the shadows...

When Dr Walid called me to the morgue to listen to a corpse, I recognised the tune it was playing. Cyrus Wilkinson, part-time jazz saxophonist, had apparently dropped dead of a heart attack just after finishing a gig in Soho. He wasn't the first. No one was going to let me exhume corpses to see if they were playing my tune, so it was back to old-fashioned legwork, starting in Soho. Book 2 in series.

Peter Grant is a Detective Constable for the Metropolitan Police and since becoming a trainee wizard, the first apprentice in fifty years, his world has become somewhat more complicated. There's something festering at the heart of the city. The spirit of rebellion has awakened, and it's fallen to him to bring order out of chaos - or die trying. Book one in series.

Something horrible is happening in the labyrinth of tunnels that make up the tube system that honeycombs the ancient foundations of London. And delays on the Northern line is the very least of it. Time to call in the Met's Economic and Specialist Crime Unit 9, aka 'The Folly'. Time to call in PC Peter Grant, Britain’s Last Wizard. Book three in series.