Tom Lloyd was born in 1979 in Berkshire. After a degree in International Relations he went straight into publishing where he still works. He never received the memo about suitable jobs for writers and consequently has never been a kitchen-hand, hospital porter, pigeon hunter, or secret agent. He lives in Oxford, isn't one of those authors who gives a damn about the history of the font used in his books and only believes in forms of exercise that allow him to hit something. Visit him online at http://www.tomlloyd.co.uk.

Devil Inside by Tom Lloyd

My name is Eve Carnell. I'm 29 years old, single and have a devil in me. It's not as cool as you might think.

My entire world fell apart when I was sixteen. Now all I want is a normal life, but that's not easy when you're on every "usual suspects" list going. And normal goes out the window the day MI5 come to ask me about my dead grandfather. They're hunting a spy and while I may be the absolute worst choice for the job, apparently I have a very particular set of skills. Who knew, right?

CURATOR'S NOTE

A new book from the great Tom Lloyd is always cause for a celebration! – Lavie Tidhar

 

REVIEWS

  • "Thoroughly satisfying read, with supernatural creepiness, some interesting angles on contemporary fantasy trends, and characters with enough sharp edges and blind spots to keep you wondering which way things are going to go... I'm very much hoping to read more."

    – Juliet E. McKenna, author of THE GREEN MAN series
 

BOOK PREVIEW

Excerpt

I've been almost normal now for three years and three months. Doesn't sound much when you look at it like that. I know for most people that's no great achievement, but most people don't have to work so hard at it. I suppose I was normal as a child too, before things went wrong, but my memory of the time before is all a bit hazy.

The therapists say you have to accept the things you've done. Own the deeds so they don't own you. I get that, I really do. For those around you, for your own future and lots of other reasons, you can't hide from your actions. Even if you don't remember all of them, they were still done by your hand. They still left a mark.

So I've embraced the bad in me, come to an accommodation with it. A way to live and not be ruled by it. I still can't say how much was my fault, but I realise that doesn't matter. No way that conversation does any good for anyone. And this isn't that story anyway. I'm not here to tell you how I came to the accommodation. This is what followed, three years and three months later.

I should start again. My name is Eve. I'm 29 years old, single and work as a chef in a London pub. And I have a devil in me. It's not as cool as you might think.