- The Latest Story
The Last Of The Fembots
Rogue Fembots are running amok across the globe and Sally Shagwell has been tasked by British Intelligence to track them down. But the other androids are more advanced than she is and every confrontation will be a fight to the death.
And, in the end, there will be only one survivor.
Ah well. Who wants to live forever anyway?
- Collected Edition:
The Adventures of Fembot Sally
For the first time in one volume, the collected adventures of Fembot Sally, including two brand new stories.
“My official designation is Fembot 1969/Z49/2A73 but you can call me Sally. I am a second generation Organisation Fembot. I started life as a simple work droid, robbing, shooting and maiming on behalf of a sinister international crime syndicate. When the Organisation was brought down by MI6 I was given a stark choice: join British Intelligence or be decommissioned. So I joined MI6. And now I’m one of the good guys. I travel the world, righting wrongs, seducing secret agents and trying not to shoot too many people."
- The Original Stories:
Stealing diamonds and seducing secret agents is all in a day's work for a robotic femme fatale.
Sally is a shop girl working behind the perfume counter at Burlington's, a top Knightsbridge department store. The shop is a front for a sinister international crime syndicate known only as the Organization. Sally is not a human being but an android replicant, designed to blend in with the ordinary workers at the store.
A diamond heist draws the attention of MI6 and, when secret agent Steve Blunt is dispatched to investigate, Fembot Sally must use all her robotic wiles to lure him into a deadly trap.
Fembot Sally and the Fortress of Doom
Jack Morgan was doing just fine until Sally got on the plane. At least, that is what he thought.
Jack is an American archaeologist, trying to trace a priceless South American artefact which has recently been stolen from the
. British Museum
Sally is a robotic secret agent, a Fembot newly assigned to MI6 and intent on preventing the relic from falling into the wrong hands.
A group of sinister neo-Nazis are already making their way on foot through the Amazon Jungle, with the artefact in their possession. Not far behind them – and in hot pursuit – are a cabal of Russian Communists, who already have possession of a second relic.
Legend has it that if these two artefacts are united with a third, more powerful object, the holder will be granted unimaginable power.
The Nazis have a head start, but the race to find the Lost Fortress of the Eebieki People has only just begun.
What are you supposed to do with a bunch of homicidal androids after the international crime syndicate that created them is brought down? They could easily be decommissioned, but why not sell them off to a Wild West theme park? They could be reprogrammed, so they wouldn’t kill anybody, and stage all kinds of mock gunfights to entertain the kids. What could possible go wrong?
Fembot Sally is about to find out…
Bride of the Vampire
There’s no such thing as vampires. This is the twentieth century. It’s bad enough being tied to a stake and accused of witchcraft. The last thing Fembot Sally needs is the undead trying to prey on her as well.
But dark rumours are circulating of an evil presence up at the castle. Bodies are being found drained of blood and the finger of suspicion has already fallen on the feudal lord, Count Vetrikinski.
Fembot Sally travels up to the castle to investigate, but will she be able to resist the strangely hypnotic man who lives there, a darkly handsome aristocrat who insists he really isn’t a vampire at all?
One Million Years AD
A disastrous experiment sends Fembot Sally spiralling through time, though whether into the past or the future is not immediately clear. A dinosaur attack places her firmly in the Jurassic period, but there are primitive people running around here too, in rather revealing loincloths, and if Sally knows one thing it is that humans and dinosaurs never co-existed. Perhaps she has slipped sideways in time into an alternative reality. Or perhaps she is on a different planet altogether. Only one thing is certain: the dinosaurs are the least of her problems.
Fembot Sally and the Reign of
Isn’t it always the way? Your time machine crash lands in Eighteenth Century Europe and the one man who might be able to fix it – renowned watchmaker Gaston Lemaitre – is just about to have his head chopped off, courtesy of Madame La Guillotine.
Fembot Sally heads to
, where the Reign of Terror is in full swing. Will she be able to rescue Citizen Lemaitre or will she end up with her own head on the block? Paris
'Who are you?'
'The new Number Three.'
'Who is Number One?'
'You are Prisoner Sixty-Nine.'
'I am not a Prisoner. I am an autonomous android! Hang on a minute...sixty-nine? Why sixty-nine?'
'That was the year you were manufactured. 1969.'
'Yes, but...sixty-nine. People are so going to get the wrong idea...'