4 months to go! A new teaser video released today. Inspiration for the teaser came from an early reader: “It’s like Wolf Hall rewritten by Christopher Nolan, rich with historical detail, charged with mystery, and haunted by time itself.”

In the coming days and weeks, you will begin to see an online campaign featuring various media assets: posts, reels, videos, and more, to promote Seven Dials. You haven’t met Neale, Alison, or our full cast in person yet (though the book is published in October), but if you are at all intrigued, our media campaign over the coming months will hopefully whet your appetite further. But amongst an array of wonderful characters, who do you trust?

Those nice people at Troubador, the publisher for Seven Dials, have sent me the draft of the cover for Seven Dials.

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Elsewhere is a short story that explores grief, memory, and the elaborate stories we construct to cope with the world around us.

Brad Sayers never meant to become a social media sensation. The quiet antiquarian from Shadwell would much rather spend his days poring over centuries-old maps than doing TikTok interviews. But when you discover seventeen Georgian-era gold bars beneath one of London's most famous intersections, the internet tends to take notice.

Guest Post by Svenja Caro. The old stories always begin with a door. Sometimes literal, sometimes metaphorical, but always a threshold between what we think we know and what truly lies beneath. As a patron of The Questors, I've learned that these doors are everywhere – in forgotten churchyards, beneath medieval marketplaces, and hidden in plain sight in the manuscripts that gather dust in private collections

There's something peculiar happening beneath the rolling hills and dry-stone walls of the Yorkshire Dales. In a region better known for its sheep farming and limestone caves, a discovery has left the scientific community both baffled and excited. Phones are charging themselves. Batteries are mysteriously maintaining their charge. And no one can fully explain why.

The Eye of the Sahara does not give up its secrets easily. This week, the global Questor community mourns one of our own, lost in the unforgiving expanse of Mauritania's Richat Structure

The evening call to prayer once echoed from the minarets of Granada's grand mosques. Today, church bells toll across the ancient city, but beneath these layered sounds of centuries, a different call beckons: the whisper of the Meridiana Treasure, perhaps the most valuable lost Moorish hoard in Spanish history.

The morning sun casts long shadows across Dahshur's desert landscape as I make my third trek this month to what I've come to think of as Egypt's forgotten pyramids.

They're calling it the "Quantum Quarry" on Reddit, though that's probably giving too much credence to the wilder theories floating around online

On a crisp autumn morning at Stonehenge, something impossible happened. As our team positioned the final mirror at the northeastern corner of the site, a wall of light shimmered into existence – stretching across the Salisbury Plain like a ghost from Britain's distant past.

"The problem isn't seeing them," Graham Hancock tells me, adjusting his diving gear on the deck of the research vessel Antiquity. "The problem is accepting what we're seeing." His wife Santha, reviewing footage from their morning dive, nods in agreement. On her camera's screen, geometric patterns stretch across the seabed – patterns that, according to conventional archaeology, simply shouldn't exist.