CoralineThe bewitching classic children's novel by Neil Gaiman, featuring spellbinding illustrations from Chris Riddell and an exclusive new introduction by the author 'I was enthralled ... a marvellously strange and scary book' Philip Pullman 'A masterpiece' Terry Pratchett There is something strange about Coraline's new home. It's not the mist, or the cat that always seems to be watching her, nor the signs of danger that Miss Spink and Miss Forcible, her new neighbours, read in the tea leaves. It's the other house – the one behind the old door in the drawing room. Another mother and father with black-button eyes and papery skin are waiting for Coraline to join them there. And they want her to stay with them. For ever. She knows that if she ventures through that door, she may never come back. This deliciously creepy, gripping novel is packed with glorious illustrations by Chris Riddell, and is guaranteed to delight and entrance readers of all ages. |
Contents
Section 1 | 11 |
Section 2 | 23 |
Section 3 | 33 |
Section 4 | 45 |
Section 5 | 61 |
Section 6 | 81 |
Section 7 | 96 |
Section 8 | 105 |
Section 9 | 122 |
Section 10 | 134 |
Section 11 | 147 |
Section 12 | 159 |
Section 13 | 189 |
Section 14 | 190 |
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asked Coraline bedroom began black cat black key black—button eyes breath Caroline cellar chocolate closed clothes cold Coraline knew Coraline looked Coraline put Coraline took Coraline walked Coraline wondered Coraline’s mother corridor crazy old dark dolls drawing room empty exploring face father final find fine first flat floor Forcible’s front door girl glass marble green grey hall hallway Hello hole hot chocolate kitchen Lemony Snicket light limeade man’s mirror Miss Forcible Miss Spink mist Mister Bobo mother’s mouth Neil Gaiman old man upstairs opened pale parents picked pink pocket pulled pushed reached shook her head smelled smiled spider Spink and Forcible Spink and Miss stared Stephen King steps stone stood tablecloth There’s thing thought Coraline tiny told took toybox trees voice wall wasn’t wellington boots What’s whispered white fingers you’re