Death's apprentice Mort thwarts Death's attempt to finish off the rather attractive Princess Keli. He kills the assassin and undermines Death so much so that he starts drinking, gambling and having fun.

Time is a resource. Everyone knows it has to be managed. And on the Discworld that is the job of the Monks of History. But the construction of the world's first truly accurate clock starts a race against, well, time for Lu Tze and his apprentice Lobsang Ludd. Because it will stop time. And that will only be the start of everyone's problems.

Sir Terry Pratchett's final Discworld novel, which features the witch Tiffany Aching.

A few days ago Sam Vimes was a copper. An important copper, true - chief of police - but still, at his core, a policeman. But today he is an ambassador - to the mysterious, fat-rich country of Uberwald. Today, Sam Vimes is also a man on the run. He has nothing but his native wit and the gloomy trousers of Uncle Vanya. It's snowing. It's freezing. And if he can't make it through the forest to civilization there's going to be a terrible war. There are...

Commander Sam Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch had it all. But now he's back in his own rough, tough past without even the clothes he was standing up in when the lightning struck.

It's hard to grow up normally when Grandfather rides a white horse and wields a scythe - especially when you have to take over the family business, and everyone mistakes you for the Tooth Fairy. And especially when you have to face the new and addictive music that has entered Discworld.

Football has come to the ancient city of Ankh-Morpork - not the old fashioned, grubby pushing and shoving, but the new, fast football with pointy hats for goalposts and balls that go gloing when you drop them. And now, the wizards of Unseen University must win a football match, without using magic.

The Opera House is a huge, rambling building full of masked figures and hooded shadows, and in the wings are the Discworld's greatest witches, Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg, who fancy a night at the opera. But there's trouble ahead.

It's a hot midsummer night. The crop circles are turning up everywhere, and Magrat the witch is going to be married in the morning - everything ought to be going like a dream. Unfortunately, things aren't about to run smoothly.

Brutha is a simple lad. He can't read or write, but he's pretty good at growing melons. He would like to overthrow a huge and corrupt church, but what he really wants is for his god to choose someone else to do it.