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Verónica invita a sus seis mejores amigos a una cena en una casa en Soacha. Sabe que les parecerá extraña una cena fuera de Bogotá, pero no le cabe duda de que llegarán. Todos llevan un buen tiempo experimentando unos sueños extraños en los que se ven a sí mismos como si fueran otras...

Lavinia ha trent’anni. Da poco è andata vivere da sola in una casa ancora vuota, che non sa riempire, in una città dai tratti meridionali che ricorda Palermo, e che forse lo è. A trent’anni è così: la vita sembra fuggire via, nulla si ferma, niente rimane. L’amore è un ricordo burrascoso dell’adolescenza. Il sesso, una medicina da ingerire che, a poco a poco, inizia a non fare più effetto.

His name is Luke. But nobody knows that. He was an iconic musician before he gave up music. But nobody knows that either. They also don't know he's 27, that he used to have an infectious laugh, and that he's way too young to be widowed. They certainly don't know the rest of his tragic story. All they know is that he comes into their cafe at the same time every morning and stares at the same chair at the same table. They know he's strange. They know he interrupts their breakfast with a cold blast of air as he hovers in the doorway, mustering the courage to confront a piece of furniture.

When it was first published in 1909, Ann Veronica caused a sensation, due to Wells' groundbreaking treatment of female sexuality. Twenty-one, passionate, and headstrong, Ann Veronica Stanley is determined to live her own life. When her father forbids her from attending a fashionable ball, she leaves her family home and makes a fresh start in London. There, she finds a world where she can be truly free. But when she meets the brilliant Capes, a married academic, and quickly falls in love, she soon finds that freedom comes at a price.

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L'ultima volta che ha visto Dennis May dal vivo - Dennis May vivo - S. aveva addosso dei jeans scuri e una maglia color smeraldo. Oggi S. ha trentacinque anni, fa la cameriera in un bar, e non ha mai smesso di aspettare che Dennis tornasse per offrirle un'altra possibile versione della loro storia. Ha abbandonato il sogno di scrivere, ma legge il mondo con un'intelligenza corrosiva e un'ironia brutale che forse rivela l'esatta collocazione della ferita.

Le cœur ne gèle jamais, même au milieu des icebergs. Le plus souvent, Veronica, 84 ans, passe ses journées à chercher où elle a mis ses lunettes, à ramasser les déchets sur la plage ou à aboyer des ordres à sa dame de compagnie, Eileen. Depuis peu, la vieille dame s'interroge : que faire d'utile durant les années qu'il lui reste et, surtout, à qui laisser sa fortune considérable ? Quand elle a soudain une illumination : et si elle mettait tout en œuvre pour sauver les pingouins d'Antarctique ?

Morgan Krahe har återvänt till sin hembygd, där livet, och arbetet som präst, nu har fallit på plats. Men en kväll väcks han av ett samtal som ska komma att omkasta hela hans tillvaro. På kyrkoherden Arthurs begäran åker Morgan ut till Luts kyrka, där han möts av ett tragiskt besked. Kyrkvärden Anna-Lisa har omkommit i vad som ser ut att vara en fallolycka. Men det dröjer inte länge innan sprickor uppstår i den annars så idylliska byfasaden. Kan ont uppsåt vara inblandat i dödsfallet? Är Anna-Lisas barnbarn Anja något på spåren när hon pratar om lustiga oblater?

The fake diamond in Dilys Holland's engagement ring implies that all is not well with her marriage. And Bea Abbot has already clashed with Dilys's husband, the bullying Benton, when she refuses to help him rescue his ailing company. But matters are about to turn a great deal worse when Dilys tries to commit suicide. Or does she?

Sixteen-year-old Valerie vanishes from home in the small hours clad only in her robe and slippers. Three days later, Sister Joan finds her body abandoned in the convent's little Moor Schoolhouse. The dead girl is dressed in wedding white. A garland of leaves encircles her head, and a thin red line runs round her neck. Valerie has been strangled. Then a second young Catholic girl, also dressed in white, turns up dead. Sister Joan is once again torn between her religious duties and helping Detective Sergeant Mill’s inquiries...but time is running out.

Sister Joan heads to the serene shores of Loch Morag for a spiritual retreat in a cave up a steep hill. She’s hoping for peace and quiet, but she soon finds trouble. Six years ago, the womanizing husband of the local store-owner disappeared. Then the minister’s wife died of an overdose. Was it an accident or suicide? Then, after a sudden storm, a body surfaces in the loch. What’s going on? The grumpy villagers don’t want to talk about it. Sister Joan must abandon her solitude to search for the killer and unearth the truth. 

When Mother Dorothy's godmother dies of a heart attack and leaves all her money to the convent, Sister Joan is uneasy. While on visiting duty at the hospital, she makes some tacit enquiries. Things don't seem quite right. The nursing staff are always away from their posts at crucial times. The surly young doctor seems very out of sorts. Then a little girl goes missing. Sister Joan knows there's something truly sinister going on. She teams up with Detective Sergeant Mill, but can they get to the bottom of things before tragedy strikes?

En medio de un juicio oral, una mujer se plantea si es capaz de hacer su trabajo: defender a un hombre acusado de violar a su sobrina. A pesar de que ella es una abogada con experiencia y conoce el caso, su cuerpo se pone en alerta. Duda. Poco a poco, se anima a recorrer hacia atrás el camino...

Una scrittrice in crisi cede alle richieste via via piú insidiose dell'anziana vicina, con inaspettate ricadute sul suo romanzo. Una promessa della danza scopre con il suo maestro le possibilità del proprio corpo, e del proprio piacere. Mentre un aereo si schianta contro un grattacielo, una ragazza di «bella presenza» ma dai denti strani progetta la fuga dalla villa degli zii, ben difesa da una schiera di nani da giardino, e da un arsenale di armi nell'armadio.

È un mattino cristallino come tanti a Miden. Una ragazza bussa alla porta di una coppia con un'accusa di abuso sessuale. L'accusato è il suo ex professore di filosofia. La compagna del professore aspetta un figlio. Sono entrambi approdati a Miden da un paese straniero, sprofondato nel Crollo: una devastante crisi economica. Miden è la società ideale che li ha accolti, un nuovo Eden di eguaglianza e benessere, una piccola comunità laica e razionalista, tanto solidale quanto inflessibile. Il professore e la studentessa hanno avuto una storia in passato.

La lingua batte dove il dente duole, e il dente che duole alla fin fine è sempre lo stesso. L'unica rivoluzione possibile è smettere di piangerci su. In questo romanzo esilarante e feroce, Veronica Raimo apre una strada nuova. Racconta del sesso, dei legami, delle perdite, del diventare grandi, e nella sua voce buffa, caustica, disincantata esplode il ritratto finalmente sincero e libero di una giovane donna di oggi. "Niente di vero" è la scommessa riuscita, rarissima, di curare le ferite ridendo. "All'inizio c'è la famiglia.

“We have a secret the Devil and I.” These are the chilling words on the back of an old photograph that Sister Joan uncovers while cleaning out the attic storerooms. What she discovers among the dusty antiques leads to her most dangerous case yet. Joan has the strangest feeling that she's being followed. But the person she thinks she saw died over a year ago . . . Or did he? Then a young secretary turns up dead. She's been strangled. Another body is found and Sister Joan must get to the bottom of things before the murderer strikes again.

Sister Joan receives a photo of her art school classmates, reminding her of a reunion pact they made 20 years ago. But for three of group, it’s too late - they’re already dead. Joan is more determined than ever to attend the get-together. Then another copy of the photo arrives, again anonymously, with the dead friends crossed out and an ominous black circle drawn around Sister Joan. Ten old friends. Three are dead. Is she next?

While out riding one day Sister Joan stumbles across an old, ruined chapel in a lonely area of the moors. It looks abandoned, but it’s not empty. On one of the pews lies a man. From the smell, Joan guesses he’s been dead for some time. With Detective Alan Mill away, Joan goes to his deputy, but the police seem strangely reluctant to help. Meanwhile, a young woman turns up and begs Sister Joan to help find her missing sister. But the police are not interested in the missing woman either.

A tense, provocative and nuanced novel about a rape accusation in an idyllic commune.