On His Majesty's Secret Service

A James Bond Adventure

By: Charlie Higson

Narrated by: Charlie Higson

It is the 4th of May, two days before the Coronation of King Charles III and the world’s favourite spy has his work cut out for him. Bond is sent at the last minute to thwart an attempt to disrupt the Coronation by the wealthy, eccentric and self-styled Athelstan of Wessex, who is on a deadly mission of his own to teach the United Kingdom a lesson. Can Bond dismantle his shady plans and defeat his privately hired team of mercenaries?

Charlie Higson returns with a brand new Bond adventure. On His Majesty’s Secret Service celebrates the Coronation of King III Charles and will be published on Thursday 4 May ahead of the Coronation on Saturday 6 May–60 years after the publication of Ian Fleming’s tenth novel, On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, in 1963. Ian Fleming Publications and the author, Charlie Higson, are donating all royalties from print, audio and ebooks to the National Literacy Trust.

©2023 Charlie Higson (P)2023 Ian Fleming Publications

Short but intense 007 adventure

Bond is back with a bang and Higson delivers big time. One of the best yet. Pity it was so short

Welcome back, Bond.

The world is still not enough.
007 lives again.
Cheers, from the USA.

James Bond will return….

More grown up Bond from Higson please!

A great, modern telling of a Bond story that incorporates the essence of the character well into modern times. Loved it and want more.

James Bond Fights The Crazy's

I find it interesting that many are upset with Bond taking on those who would destroy England. Finding his battle with the very extreme right wrong somehow. I found it very realistic and as believable as some of the past villains he has been pitted against. At least these groups of baddies were real. I also found the authors reading of his own reading of his work far better than most. All in all it was well done all around.

Bond Vs Trump

Are you mad about J6 and Donald Trump? How about a cheap revenge novel starring James Bond. A cartoonish Trump analogue has arrived to steal the selection of King Charles after legitimate and fair divine right chooses him to succeed Elizabeth to the throne. Over an hour of the book is Bond undercover at a Trump rally, where the author scandalizes and mischaracterizes populist and conservative thought as Blofeld at his best, with Bond's best retort being 'not if I can help it!' The author ironically lacks any self awareness of the symbolism of James Bond, the importance of British strength and identity on the world stage. Bond is England's cold war Captain America but here he comes off as a hitman for the BBC rather than MI6. The book also contains barely concealed ads for the Range Rover Defender, which is probably how the author got paid since proceeds for the book all go into the deep pockets of big British government. Ian Fleming would hate it, and this book makes even less sense if you just finished Casino Royale. It does contain humor though, like when Bond tells a commando to "blow up the mainframes" or when he asks a lethal mercenary whether or not she knows how to use a Glock 17, the gun Americans receive for free when they apply for a driver's license. Speaking of guns, we're to believe that Charles' protective detail doesn't carry handguns, and all the danger hinges on Discount Rosa Klebb, introduced and vanquished on the same page. Bond could make Britain great again, but instead he embraces the decline. It's not timely or provocative, just a cheap ripoff of another country's important events that reminds us how unimportant the island country is these days.

007 takes on the far right. 🍸🇬🇧🍸

While not the best Bond adventure, this was a fun and escapist story set in the most modern of times.
It was cool to see 007 go after this ultra right nutcases.

Too political and a little too neat

It seems clear that Bond stories can no longer be seen in a world of their own. Well it’s been a while since I’ve read all the short stories and novels of Bond, I don’t recall too many long-winded commentaries on current real life political issues or figures. Much of the story feels like a large projection of views that I believe will only serve to thrill half of the intended audience and either annoy or irritate the other. Some of the views appear rather myopic at that. The story overall, however, was decent for a short story. It’s a neat concept to think of a current world event in this way. It just seems to wind up a little too neatly. It feels like it’s missing a third act. One thing I will say is that it did reinvigorate a sense of wonder about what Bond is doing in today’s world. The movies have seemed to be so divested from real world issues and dependent on drama that this was a welcome change of pace. I just wish that it wasn’t so political. There’s enough of that garbage on the television.

Double Oh Dud

I know Mr Higson, who has written good Bond books in the past, was rushed to get this written and to the printer, but I don’t think that excuses the lackluster writing, characterization and politics. It’s not an homage to Ian Flemings Bond, or even John Gardners. He can’t touch Raymond Benson either (my favorite of the continuation writers). I will still get whatever comes next, even if Higson writes it, but I hope it won’t be rushed to meet an historic deadline.

Pitch Perfect 007

When the big chase started I practically burst into the iconic bass guitar solo! A fun and satisfying short in the tradition of Fleming. Here’s hoping to even more from the author!

James Bond and Twitter now exist in the same universe, that much has been made very clear.

The story is a little simple (although suitably so for a fairly short book), and Higson tries a little harder than necessary to prove that Bond can exist in the TikTok era (the line about Bond’s “situationship” with his on-and-off girlfriend is going to age like milk, and the villain’s chapter-length grandstanding speech about “wokeness” being the inevitable consequence of the Norman conquest of England may skew towards hilarity in ways the author didn’t fully intend), but it’s a lithe and undeniably fun spy story (with actual spying, no less!) and frankly just nice to see something other than the now overfamiliar “back-to-the-Cold-War” strategy of other recent Bond novels.

The author reads his own work with confidence and gusto, as one would hope (I’m not qualified to say whether his South African accent is accurate, but it’s a delight to hear, and I can tell he enjoys doing it).

The villain isn’t one for the hall of fame, but he’s got a strong enough presence to sustain interest for the duration of this brief story. As far as political tone (there’s more talk of politics than in any other Bond novel I can think of), Higson conveniently splits the difference between offering an essentially approving depiction of Royalism and a straightforward willingness to single out the far right as the natural enemies of… basically everybody.

Jeffery Deaver’s Carte Blanche remains, for me, the definitive millennial update of the literary 007, but this really ain’t half bad, either. Higson knows how to make a knife fight exciting and what it feels like to be captivated by a weird, beautiful, possibly dangerous lady, and that’s what counts. He doesn’t reinvent the wheel, but he has a grand old time playing with the wheel we’ve got.

The final pages aren’t all that remarkable on their own (I wish Bond’s introspection about the indignities of the spying life were a couple paragraphs shorter, to be honest) but is pretty damn cheeky when you read it—as was surely intended—as an indictment of the narrative trajectory of the recent Bond films. I don’t totally share his disapproval, but this bit of candor is a welcome touch all the same.