Nouveautés

In The Midnight Feast, Billie and Jack are camping in Jack's backyard. But it's very dark. And maybe just a little bit scary. Are they really big enough to camp all on their own?

The crowd cheers. Lights flash. I sing into the microphone at the top of my lungs. I'm rocking this song! My name's Charlotte, but you can call me Lottie. I'm a pop singer. At least, that's my thing this week. Charlotte Perkins is seven years old and can't wait to grow up – if only she could decide what she wanted to be! Luckily, no dream is too big for little Lottie Perkins!

'Lights! Camera! Action!' That's my cue. 'Harold,' I sigh. 'I think I'm in love.' My name's Charlotte, but you can call me Lottie. I'm a movie star. At least, that's my thing this week. Charlotte Perkins is seven years old and can't wait to grow up – if only she could decide what she wanted to be! Luckily, no dream is too big for little Lottie Perkins!

Kai will need to power up to face the storm beast. Will his Jet Charger win against the attacks?

Thorfinn and the Putrid Potion Everyone knows Vikings are ruthless barbarians whose idea of a good time involves pillaging, plundering, and feasting. But Thorfinn is no ordinary Viking! He is always polite and happily offers to wash the dirty dishes. Too bad his dad is Harald the Skull-Splitter, Village Chief and the roughest and toughest Viking of them all. When Harald is poisoned by a putrid sleeping potion, Thorfinn suspects visiting soothsayer Ragwich. Banished for offending the power-hungry wise man, Thorfinn and his friends set sail to find the world's best potion maker to brew a cure.

Everyone knows Vikings are ruthless barbarians whose idea of a good time involves pillaging, plundering and feasting. But Thorfinn is no ordinary Viking! He is always polite and happily offers to wash the dirty dishes. Too bad his dad is Harald the Skull-Splitter, Village Chief and the roughest and toughest Viking of them all.

I'm wearing a glittering tutu and a sparkling tiara. I pirouette. Three times. And I don't even trip. My name's Charlotte, but you can call me Lottie. I'm a ballerina. At least, that's my thing this week. Charlotte Perkins is seven years old and can't wait to grow up – if only she could decide what she wanted to be! Luckily, no dream is too big for little Lottie Perkins!

Someone has hacked into GIB's spy satellite! Can Zac get past the dangerous white rapids and a massive waterfall before GIB secrets are leaked to the world?

Our class is learning the three times table. But I'm not listening. I'm designing a dress. A fabulous dress for Mrs Dawson. My name's Charlotte, but you can call me Lottie. I'm a fashion designer. At least, that's my thing this week. Charlotte Perkins is seven years old and can't wait to grow up – if only she could decide what she wanted to be! Luckily, no dream is too big for little Lottie Perkins!