ABADDON, THE ANGEL OF PERFECTION In ancient times it was a pagan altar, washed by the blood of human sacrifice. Then it lay hidden for centuries, its perfect whiteness darkened by age, until it was possessed by a spirit. Spirit and stone fused together, taking on a shape – the shape of an angel. THE ANGEL OF EVIL The Bishop of Norwich was awed. This twelve foot carved angel must surely be a miracle – its perfection was mesmerising. And terrifying. He had it installed with full pomp and ceremony, in his new cathedral. Then the disappearances started. THE ANGEL OF THE PIT An angel? Oh yes – but not for the forces of good. Abaddon – Angel of the Pit – has entered his effigy. Now, hundreds of years and hundreds of deaths later, he lies in the heart of Norwich Cathedral, his power building day by terrible day. Stone Angels is Mike Jeffries as a storyteller in the best tradition, a cracking narrative, rich description, a sense of menace in every gloomy corner of the real underlying star of the novel – Norwich Cathedral. I lived that cathedral!ROBERT HOLDSTOCK, author of 'Mythago Wood'