Susan Hill

Returning home from a client visit late one evening, Adam Snow takes a wrong turn and stumbles across the derelict old White House. Compelled by curiousity he decides to enter, only to be repelled when he feels the unmistakeable sensation of a small hand creeping onto his own. This is just the beginning of a series of odd experiences.

Eve is on her way with a sprig of plum blossom to the abandoned church across the meadow. Tommy does not come. He has said nothing, but she knows that the sight of the grave and, later, of Jeannie Eliza, on the headstone is unbearable to him. Originally published: London: Chatto & Windus, 2011

On the face of it DC Simon Serrailler has had time to recuperate after the violent incident that cost him his arm - and nearly his life. He is back in harness at Lafferton CID but is spending his spare time high up in the cathedral roof, making drawings of the medieval angels which are being restored. Lafferton is going through a quiet patch, so far as crime is concerned, until one rainy night two local men open their front door to a couple seeking...

At a large decaying house, two young cousins, Leonora and Edward, stay for the summer with their ageing spinster aunt and her housekeeper. At first the petty meannesses seem simply unpleasant. But when spoilt Leonora is not given the birthday present of a specific dolly that she wants, life takes a desperate turn for the worse.