John Self is a consumer extraordinaire.

Rolling between London and New York he closes movie deals and spends feverishly, all the while grabbing everything he can to sate his massive appetites: alcohol, tobacco, pills, pornography and mountains of junk food. But John’s excesses haven’t gone un-noted. Menaced by a phone stalker, his high-wire, hoggish lifestyle is about to bring him face-to-face with the secret of his success.

‘Turbo-charged with savage humour from first to last page… A voice that mesmerised a generation’ Guardian

Once close friends, writers Gwyn Barry and Richard Tull now find themselves in fierce competition.

While Tull has spiralled into a mire of literary obscurity and belletristic odd jobs, Barry’s atrocious attempts at novels have brought him untold success. Prizes, prestige and wealth abound, and from far below Tull can only watch, stewing in torment.

Until, that is, resentment turns to revenge. Consumed by the question of how one writer can really hurt another, Tull’s quest for an answer will unleash increasingly violent urges on both writers’ lives.

‘A funny, vicious portrait of literary London’ Evening Standard

Writer, Samson Young, is staring death in the face, and not only his own.

Void of ideas and on the verge of terminal decline, Samson’s dash to a decaying, degenerate London has brought him through the doors of the Black Cross pub and into a murder story just waiting to be narrated.

At its centre is the mesmeric, doomed Nicola Six, destined to be murdered on her 35th birthday. Around her: the disreputable men who might yet turn out to be her killer. All Samson has to do is to write Nicola’s story as it happens, and savour in this one last gift that life has granted him.

‘A true story, a murder story, a love story and a thriller bursting with humour, sex and often dazzling language’ Independent

Life…is shapeless, it does not point to and gather round anything, it does not cohere. Artistically, it’s dead. Life’s dead.

So begins a love letter to life, a resuscitation of sorts, encountering vibrant characters from Saul Bellow, to Philip Larkin to Iris Murdoch and Elizabeth Jane Howard, and to the person who captivated Amis’ twenties, the alluringly amoral Phoebe Phelps.

Amis addresses our burning questions: how to live, how to grieve, and how to die?

*Shortlisted for the National Book Critics Circle Award for Fiction*

This remarkable novel gives the reader the intimate testimony of one of our finest writers.

Inside Story is the portrait of Martin Amis’ extraordinary life, as a man and a writer. This novel had its birth in a death – that of the author’s closest friend, Christopher Hitchens. We also encounter the vibrant characters who have helped define Martin Amis, from his father Kingsley, to his hero Saul Bellow, from Philip Larkin to Iris Murdoch and Elizabeth Jane Howard, and to the person who captivated his twenties, the alluringly amoral Phoebe Phelps.

What begins as a thrilling tale of romantic entanglements, family and friendship, evolves into a tender, witty exploration of the hardest questions: how to live, how to grieve, and how to die? The result is one of Amis’ greatest achievements: a love letter to life that is at once exuberant, meditative and heart-breaking, to be savoured and cherished for many years to come.

*A BOOK OF THE YEAR IN THE TIMES, NEW STATESMAN, IRISH TIMES and SPECTATOR*

‘The Mick Jagger of literature … Amis is the most dazzling prose stylist in post-war British fiction.’ Daily Telegraph

‘If you liked Experience, then you’ll love Inside Story.‘ Spectator

Amidst the horrors of Auschwitz, German officer, Angelus Thomsen, has found love.

But unfortunately for Thomsen, the object of his affection is already married to his camp commandant, Paul Doll.

As Thomsen and Doll’s wife pursue their passion – the gears of Nazi Germany’s Final Solution grinding around them – Doll is riven by suspicion. With his dignity in disrepute and his reputation on the line, Doll must take matters into his own hands and bring order back to the chaos that reigns around him.

‘It is exceptionally brave?. Shakespearean?. It’s exciting; it’s alive; it’s more than slightly mad. As the title suggests, it is dreadfully interesting.’ Sunday Times

Rolling between London and New York he closes movie deals and spends feverishly, all the while grabbing everything he can to sate his massive appetites: alcohol, tobacco, pills, pornography and mountains of junk food.

But John’s excesses haven’t gone unnoted. Menaced by a phone stalker, his high-wire, hoggish lifestyle is about to bring him face-to-face with the secret of his success.

‘Terribly, terminally funny: laughter in the dark, if ever I heard it’ Guardian

Blitzed on uppers, downers, blue movies and bellinis, the six twenty-something friends ensconced at Appleseed Rectory for the weekend are reeling in an hallucinatory haze of sex and seduction.

But mysterious ‘Johnny’ begins to unsettle the other guests. And as Friday melts into Saturday and Saturday spirals into Sunday and sobriety sets in, the romp descends into something altogether more sinister.

‘It’s transfixing – At first it’s funny. It teases, exaggerates, deliberates. Then it becomes ferocious, stricken, moving’ The Times

‘Very funny, extremely clever’ Guardian

When ‘dream husband’ Xan Meo is vengefully assaulted in the garden of a London pub, he suffers head-injury, and personality-change. Like a spiritual convert, the familial paragon becomes an anti-husband, an anti-father. He submits to an alien moral system – one among many to be found in these pages.

We are introduced to the inverted worlds of the ‘yellow’ journalist, Clint Smoker; the high priest of hardmen, Joseph Andrews; the porno tycoon, Cora Susan; and Royce Traynor, the corpse in the hold of the stricken airliner, apparently determined, even in death, to bring down the plane that carries his spouse. Meanwhile, we explore the entanglements of Henry England: his incapacitated wife, Pamela; his Chinese mistress, He Zizhen; his fifteen-year-old daughter, Victoria, the victim of a filmed ‘intrusion’ which rivets the world – because she is the future Queen of England, and her father, Henry IX, is its King.

‘As funny as Dead Babies, as blackly portentous as London Fields and as satirically on-the-nail as Money‘ Mail on Sunday