After all, they’ve grown rather fond of life on Earth. And it’s hard to enjoy a decent glass of wine or a first edition when the planet’s on fire.

The only problems: • The Antichrist has been misplaced. • The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse just got new motorcycles. • And an 11-year-old boy named Adam seems more interested in his dog, his friends, and accidentally warping reality than starting Armageddon.

Perfect for fans of Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett, Douglas Adams, and anyone who believes the end of the world should at least be entertaining.

Here’s a punchy, engaging write-up for a Good Omens blurb, written in the style of the book’s own wit:

“Wickedly funny, gloriously absurd, and unexpectedly tender.” — (Imaginary review, but you know it’s true)

Unless a fussy angel and a demon who’ve gone native can find the Antichrist—before Heaven and Hell find them first.

Now, the angel Aziraphale (rare books, sushi, and guilt) and the demon Crowley (snakeskin boots, classic cars, and plants terrified into obedience) must team up to find the boy and stop the end of the world—while doing as little actual work as possible.

According to the book of prophecies written by the long-dead witch Agnes Nutter, the world will end on a Saturday. Next Saturday, in fact. Just after tea.