A mesmerising tale of terror set during the Second World War...

A mesmerizing tale of terror set during the Second World War . . .

When the Blitz starts in London, Dominic Lancaster, injured at the Battle of Narvik, accompanies his ten-year-old sister Octavia to the family house on the shores of Ullswater in the Lake District.

Octavia is profoundly deaf but at night she can hear disturbing noises in the house. When questioned by Dominic about what she has heard, she replies, simply, 'Voices'. Two nights later she tells him that the dead children in the house want them to leave.

As Octavia's health begins to mysteriously decline, she tells Dominic he must go into the attic. There, he releases an older, darker evil that threatens both their lives.

Praise for Jonathan Aycliffe:

'A chilling story which gives the lie to any notion that supernatural horror is remotely therapeutic. Aycliffe has a fine touch.' Independent

'Naomi's Room must rank among the finest of English ghost stories . . . They certainly don't come more dark and fearsome.' Newcastle Evening Chronicle

'Breathtakingly effective.' Northern Echo

When the Blitz starts in London, Dominic Lancaster, injured out of service at the battle of Narvik, accompanies his 10 year old sister Octavia to the family house on the shores of Ullswater in the Lake District.

Octavia is profoundly deaf but at night she can hear disturbing noises in the house. When questioned by Dominic as to what she can hear, she replies: 'voices'. Two nights later she comes into his bedroom to tell him that the dead children in the house want them to leave.

And then Octavia falls mysteriously ill... during her sickness she tells Dominic he must go to the attic. There, he releases an older, darker evil that threatens the lives of Olivia and himself.

Praise for Naomi's Roomt:

'A chilling story which gives the lie to any notion that supernatural horror is remotely theraputic. Aycliffe has a fine touch.' The Independent.

'Naomi's Room must rank among the finest of English ghost stories... They certainly don't come any more dark and fearsome.' Newcastle Evening Chronicle.