PUB DAY: The Skinner, by Neal Asher!

It’s an exciting March 19th here at Night Shade, reader, because today we’re republishing Neal Asher’s The Skinner for the first time as a mass-market paperback with a brand-new cover! The first book in the Spatterjay trilogy (to be followed shortly by The Voyage of the Sable Keech and Orbus), The Skinner follows closely on the heels of our recent mass-market editions of Asher’s Agent Cormac series (GridlinkedThe Line of PolityBrass ManPolity Agent, and Line War), making all these great books newly available to readers who may have missed them when they were first released.

(And, not to toot our own horn too much, it’s the first time ever that all three books in the Spatterjay series will be available simultaneously in the United States from a single publisher.)

You can pick up The Skinner (and Night Shade’s many other Neal Asher titles), online or at your local bookstore today!

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Three visitors arrive on one of the most unique (and deadly) worlds science fiction has ever seen, in the start of a classic Polity series from Neal Asher, reissued in mass market.

Welcome to Spatterjay . . . where sudden death is the normal way of life.

On the remote planet Spatterjay arrive three travelers: Janer, acting as the eyes of a hornet Hive mind; Erlin, a xenobiologist searching for an ancient sea captain; and Sable Keech, who himself has been dead for 700 years. On this ocean world, visitors are rare, and the native hoopers—humans infected with a local virus that renders them nearly invincible, though at monstrous cost—patrol the open seas, risking the voracious appetites of the planet’s deadly wildlife.

Somewhere out there is Spatterjay Hoop, the last member of a band of pirates, whose many years spent on the planet have transformed him into a grotesque monster. And a vicious alien prador is about to pay Spatterjay a visit as well, intent on extermination. As the visitors’ paths converge, major hell is about to erupt in a chaotic waterscape where minor hell is already a remorseless fact of everyday life . . . and death.