Books by SA Mandeville
Tiffany in Time series
Escape from the Valley of the Kings
Tiffany, a teenage goth from Melbourne, Australia, becomes an accidental time traveller when her dreadful grandmother arrives, pursued by Set, a vengeful Ancient Egyptian god.
“Tiffany! No! He’s a god!”
“Not in our kitchen he isn’t!”
“Not in our kitchen he isn’t!”
When they escape through the time portal in her grandmother’s bag, Tiffany is suddenly stranded alone in 1922 Egypt with no resources, no way home and no idea what to do.
Things unravel fast. She is mugged in the market, kicked by a camel, bossed by Lady Evelyn Carnarvon and works in a tomb (actually, that bit’s not so bad) as part of Howard Carter’s team, searching for Tutankhamun. Then there’s the mystery of the Shabti Cat and a murder at the dig! Worse still, the time-travel bag is stolen by tomb robbers. Without it she is trapped in the past.
But when Tiffany teams up with handsome detective Dazur to solve the crimes and recover the stolen artifacts, she starts to wonder if going home is really what she wants after all…
A funny, fast-paced historical adventure set in 1922 Egypt and told through the eyes of a teenage goth trying to survive a time and place that seems determined to keep her.
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Tiffany in Time II
‘Escape from the King’s Company’
After the death of her grandmother, Tiffany inherits the magic Time Travel bag. Tiffany is determined to destroy the ugly dangerous thing but… there’s a strange key inside! Surely it’s safe, here, in her bedroom to examine a big old key on a black ribbon? No! Tiffany is dragged into 1666 London and pursued by murdering slavers – plotting revenge and robbing graves! She is rescued by Nell Gwynn, London’s greatest actress at The King’s Company, Drury Lane.
On the night that King Charles attends the theatre, Tiffany uncovers a plot to assassinate the King and seize the throne! Can Tiffany, Nell and Old Nan save him? Can they evade the gallows and the slavers? But most importantly, can they escape the Great Fire of London? This time, Tiffany is completely on her own.
“At least in Egypt, I had clothes, a place to stay, food! Now I’m sleeping on straw in a garret with a resident mouse and if the slavers catch me – I’m dead meat! Could things get worse?”
Then the Fire starts. Tiffany is trapped!
Tiffany in Time III
‘Escape from the King’s Island Prison’
Tiffany is now confident enough to use the Time Travel Bag for fun. But when she runs out of time to complete her homework assignment “Why was Tasmania colonised by convicts?” she decides to cheat by visiting Van Diemen’s Land in 1839 to see the colony for herself. Everything is fine until an invisible, terrified Scot arrives. Willem is another accidental Time Traveller whose family were all killed in the Highland Clearances. When Tiffany tells him that if he eats or drinks anything, he will become visible – Willem thinks that’s great and barges into a tavern to steal a drink. Unfortunately, when he materialises, he is the doppelganger of a convicted, escaped murderer and instantly arrested, flogged and sentenced to hang!
Only Tiffany knows the truth. Only she can save him. But how do you explain to the governor of a penal colony that Willem is an innocent Time Traveller…?
“Now what do I do? There’ll be me and Willem, side by
side up on the scaffold. Two hangings for the price of one!”
Lying about absolutely everything, Tiffany enrols the aid of Truganina, an indigenous Tasmanian on a mission, Julie Newman, wrongly convicted and burning for revenge, and Lady Jane Franklin, trying to bring some sort of order to a fledgling colony of convicts. This unlikely group embark upon a journey across Tasmania to prove Willem’s innocence.
Only Tiffany knows the truth. Only she can save him. But how do you explain to the governor of a penal colony that Willem is an innocent Time Traveller…?
“Now what do I do? There’ll be me and Willem, side by
side up on the scaffold. Two hangings for the price of one!”
Lying about absolutely everything, Tiffany enrols the aid of Truganina, an indigenous Tasmanian on a mission, Julie Newman, wrongly convicted and burning for revenge, and Lady Jane Franklin, trying to bring some sort of order to a fledgling colony of convicts. This unlikely group embark upon a journey across Tasmania to prove Willem’s innocence.
Encountering escaped convicts, Palawan natives, French invaders, a marauding Tasmanian Tiger, a murderous sergeant … and another Time Traveller from the FUTURE!
This is Tiffany’s toughest adventure yet.
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By Suzsi Mandeville
Escape from the Valley of the Kings
Grab your Cup
Coffee-Cup Stories
Free to read and will last about the same time as it takes to drink your cup of coffee.
Susan Dithers
It was getting late when the almost full moon rose above the black, black hills of Dakota that lined the ridge separating Dakota from Pennsylvania.
Bring a Merlot
Boxing Day used to be my favorite day of the year. When your family came over on Christmas Day, I was under the pump.
Camp Fire
I don’t hate. That’s silly. Not hate, not-hate-not-hate-hate-hate. No. I understand. And I’m sympathetic. Yes. Don’t you realise that I really do sympathise? Different can be good.
p.. p.. p.. Philippa
Soft voices, sharp clangs, the doors at the end of the corridor that squeaked when they were thrown open, only to slam again; it all grated on her nerves.
Body Count
“Killed ten,” said the Dobara woman without looking up.
“What?”
Love, Sex and Aliens
I miss Michael. There, I said it. Now I’m all alone in the universe and he’s gone and I miss him.
A Perfect Match
Love isn’t usually a
matter of Life or Death.
The IQ Queue
Frank Good morning. Hello. I’ve just arrived. I’m Frank. Are you waiting for the IQ Test?
Ian Yes, I’m queuing.
The Major and the Brigadier
In his civvy greys and slippers, The Major sat to attention, awaiting tea and scones at 4 pm, provided by the Brigadier.
The End of a Perfect Day
The day had been perfect until now. Cirrus clouds scratched the blue enamel sky, a gull lazied in the breeze, drifted sideways, dipped and disappeared around the mouth of the estuary.
Forgotten Days Past
“You know the rules: if there’s mortar fire, no fags! Now put the bleeder out.”
“You gonna make me lad?” Joe growled. He took a final drag and ground the butt under his boot.
In Lavender
He idly ran a toe across the carpet pile. The stain changed colour, picked up dark shadows, looked fresher. He stomped it back.
That was blood.
I can’t remember.
Liar.
The Final Hour of
Jean Lee
The story behind the last woman hanged in Australia.
One Act Play
Scary Fred
To her, he was Scary Fred, and not without reason, the man looked terrifying. She wouldn’t have sat next to him
Ordinary Murder
I must have stood in the rain for ages before I decided that I would have to kill her. There’s no alternative, really.
Arthur
Arthur’s life improved dramatically after his wife died. He enrolled in grief counselling, just in case he wasn’t sad enough.
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