Mortal Coil
Meet Skulduggery Pleasant: detective, sorcerer, warrior.Oh yes. And dead.Skulduggery Pleasant is back, and reunited with his original head. But all is not well in the magical world – for one thing, foreign powers are conspiring to take over the Irish Sanctuary, and for another thing, Valkyrie has discovered she might be the sorceress set to destroy the world. The problem is, she doesn’t feel she can tell Skulduggery what she’s learned… and that’s how all the trouble starts.With Valkyrie on a quest of her own, to seal her name and prevent her evil destiny from coming to pass, Skulduggery and the gang are even more vulnerable. Which is a shame, because remember those thousands of remnants, imprisoned in the Midnight Hotel? Well, now they’re out. Not only that but they believe Valkyrie is their messiah. And that means thousands of wicked souls, desperate to get to Valkyrie, willing to kill anyone in their way… Oh, and because they can possess any body, they could be ANYONE.Now Skulduggery, Valkyrie, Ghastly and Tanith can trust no one. Not even each other…
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2010
Reissued in this edition in 2017
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Source ISBN: 9780007326013
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Version: 2018-10-10
This book is dedicated, with great reluctance, to myeditor, Nick Lake, because he is forcing me to.
Personally, I would have liked to include Gillie Russelland Michael Stearns who, along with Nick, reallywelcomed me into the publishing world with myfirst book.
Unfortunately, because Nick is now my sole editor, he hasthreatened to edit this dedication down to anunrecognisable mess of blacked-out lines, and so as aresult this dedication is to him, and him alone.
Personally I think that this shows a staggering amount of 
Here, Nick. You finally get a book dedicated to you.
Hope youâre
(Editorâs Note: Nick Lake is a great guy.)
Contents
Chapter 2. The Smiling Detective
Chapter 5. Valkyrieâs Dilemma
Chapter 11. The Roarhaven Mages
Chapter 12. Keeping a Straight Face
Chapter 16. The Interrogation of Davina Marr
Chapter 19. Christmas Morning at the Midnight Hotel
Chapter 29. Her Guardian Angel
Chapter 34. Remnants Unleashed
Chapter 41. The Head in the Box
Chapter 44. Siege at the Hibernian
Chapter 47. Strange Bedfellows
Chapter 50. Macgillycuddyâs Reeks
WREATH'S TASK
âCleric Wreath,â Tenebrae said, nodding imperiously at him.
âYour Eminence,â Wreath responded, bowing deeply. âTo what do I owe the honour?â
âWhy do you think weâre here?â Craven said, almost sneered. âYouâre late with your report. Did you think the High Priest would forget? Do you think him a fool?â
âI do not think him a fool, no,â Wreath answered calmly. âBut as to the intelligence of the people who accompany him, Iâm afraid I cannot say.â
âAn insult!â Craven screeched. âHow dare you! How dare you use a derogatory tone in the presence of the High Priest!â
âEnough,â Tenebrae sighed, âboth of you. Your constant bickering tries my patience.â
