John Perry did two things on his 75th birthday. First he visited his wife's grave. Then he joined the army. The good news is that humanity finally made it into interstellar space. The bad news is that planets fit to live on are scarce-- and alien races willing to fight us for them are common. So: we fight. To defend Earth, and to stake our own claim to planetary real estate. Far from Earth, the war has been going on for decades: brutal, bloody, unyielding. Earth itself is a backwater. The bulk of humanity's resources are in the hands of the Colonial Defense Force. Everybody knows that when you reach retirement age, you can join the CDF. They don't want young people; they want people who carry the knowledge and skills of decades of living. You'll be taken off Earth and never allowed to return. You'll serve two years at the front. And if you survive, you'll be given a generous homestead stake of your own, on one of our hard-won colony planets. John Perry is taking that deal. He has only the vaguest idea what to expect. Because the actual fight, light-years from home, is far, far harder than he can imagine--and what he will become is far stranger.

King Shrewd is dead at the hands of his son Regal. As is Fitz--or so his enemies and friends believe. But with the help of his allies and his beast magic, he emerges from the grave, deeply scarred in body and soul. The kingdom also teeters toward ruin: Regal has plundered and abandoned the capital, while the rightful heir, Prince Verity, is lost to his mad quest--perhaps to death. Only Verity's return--or the heir his princess carries--can save the Six Duchies. But Fitz will not wait. Driven by loss and bitter memories, he undertakes a quest: to kill Regal. The journey casts him into deep waters, as he discovers wild currents of magic within him--currents that will either drown him or make him something more than he was.

As he continues showing me their incredible penthouse apartment, I have a terrible feeling about the woman behind closed doors. But I can't risk losing this job – not if I want to keep my darkest secret safe . . . It's hard to find an employer who doesn't ask too many questions about my past. So I thank my lucky stars that the Garricks miraculously give me a job, cleaning their stunning penthouse with views across the city and preparing fancy meals in their shiny kitchen. I can work here for a while, stay quiet until I get what I want. It's almost perfect. But I still haven't met Mrs Garrick, or seen inside the guest bedroom. I'm sure I hear her crying. I notice spots of blood around the neck of her white nightgowns when I'm doing laundry. And one day I can't help but knock on the door. When it gently swings open, what I see inside changes everything... That's when I make a promise. After all, I've done this before. I can protect Mrs. Garrick while keeping my own secrets locked up safe. Douglas Garrick has done wrong. He is going to pay. It's simply a question of how far I'm willing to go...

Ursula K. Le Guin’s magnificent work of imagination, a visionary, genre-crossing story about a future utopian community on the Northern California coast. A masterly, hypnotic and her most consistently lyric and luminous book. This new edition includes an introduction by Shruti Swamy, author of A House is a Body. Midway through her career, Ursula K. Le Guin embarked on one of her most detailed, impressive literary projects, a novel that took more than five years to complete. Blending story and fable, poetry, artwork, and song, Always Coming Home is this legendary writer’s fictional ethnography of the Kesh, a people of the far future living in a post-apocalyptic Napa Valley. Having survived ecological catastrophe brought on by relentless industrialization, the Kesh are a peaceful people who reject governance and the constriction of genders, limit population growth to prevent overcrowding and preserve resources, and maintain a healthy community in which everyone works to contribute to its well-being. This richly imagined story unfolds through a series of narrated “translations” that illuminate individual lives, including a woman named Stone Telling, who travels beyond the Valley and comes to reside with another tribe, the patriarchal Condor people. With sharp poignancy, Le Guin explores the complexities of the Kesh’s unified society and presents to us—in exquisite detail—their lives, histories, adventures, customs, language, and art.  In addition to poems and folk tales, Le Guin created verse dramas, records of oral performances, recipes, and even an alphabet and glossary of the Kesh language. The novel is illustrated throughout with drawings by artist Margaret Chodos and includes a musical component—original recordings of Kesh songs that Le Guin collaborated on with composer Todd Barton—bringing this utterly original and compelling world to life.

As he continues showing me their incredible penthouse apartment, I have a terrible feeling about the woman behind closed doors. But I can't risk losing this job – not if I want to keep my darkest secret safe . . . It's hard to find an employer who doesn't ask too many questions about my past. So I thank my lucky stars that the Garricks miraculously give me a job, cleaning their stunning penthouse with views across the city and preparing fancy meals in their shiny kitchen. I can work here for a while, stay quiet until I get what I want. It's almost perfect. But I still haven't met Mrs Garrick, or seen inside the guest bedroom. I'm sure I hear her crying. I notice spots of blood around the neck of her white nightgowns when I'm doing laundry. And one day I can't help but knock on the door. When it gently swings open, what I see inside changes everything... That's when I make a promise. After all, I've done this before. I can protect Mrs. Garrick while keeping my own secrets locked up safe. Douglas Garrick has done wrong. He is going to pay. It's simply a question of how far I'm willing to go...

«Si no puede distinguir quién respira y quién no, el retrato es un Clayton & Co.» A fines del siglo XIX, en la desaparecida localidad de Atlas, la joven Abigail Clayton era reconocida por el curioso talento de fotografiar a los muertos. Una habilidad que cuidaba un aterrador secreto: los protagonistas de sus imágenes le susurraban secretos sobre los vivos. Personas de todo el país viajaron a conocer a la “médium Clayton”; recibió a campesinos y diplomáticos, ayudó en casos legales y policiales, hasta que una acusación de demencia y un escabroso homicidio terminaron con su corta carrera. “Bruja, loca, asesina”, dicen que estuvo encerrada más de una década en el sótano de un sanatorio antes de que la tuberculosis y el olvido la mataran. Dicen muchas cosas sobre ella. Sin embargo, lo único claro, es que la verdadera historia de quienes retrataba se escondía en el susurro de los fantasmas o detrás del clic de una de sus fotos.

En 1863, en el momento más crítico de la Guerra Civil Norteamericana, los miembros de la misión diplomática que el presidente Lincoln envió a Santiago de Chile se transformaron en los inesperados héroes de una de las tragedias más sobrecogedoras de la historia mundial contemporánea: la muerte de más de dos mil mujeres atrapadas y calcinadas en el incendio de la Iglesia de La Compañía. Esta catástrofe sin precedentes llegó a las portadas del New York Times y desató condolencias de autoridades internacionales, pero dado el fuero eclesial de la época que protegía a sacerdotes de cualquier investigación civil, se cerró el hito como un simple accidente y las víctimas jamás obtuvieron justicia. ¿Fue un accidente realmente? ¿Hubo premeditación o hubo negligencia? El Buzón de las Impuras desnuda por primera vez quiénes eran las «Hijas de María», la cofradía de burguesas y aristócratas que lograba mover a miles de fieles en cada celebración religiosa pero que terminó sepultada bajo las cenizas del templo jesuita en el injusto silencio de la subyugación patriarcal. Sepultados y quemados sus cuerpos, pero no sus voces, pues del horrendo fuego solo una cosa se salvó: el buzón donde las asociadas confesaban a la Virgen sus más íntimos deseos y pecados. y también los violentos abusos a los que eran sometidas en el supuesto nombre de Dios. A través de Fátima Aguirre Vanderbilt, chilena-norteamericana, y el enigmático abogado Maximilian Bonecraft, recorremos el preludio frenético de los treinta días anteriores a la tragedia para comprender la maldad tras el desastre inminente y el amor que se abre paso en toda adversidad. Mientras al norte del continente se luchaba a balas para liberar esclavos, al sur miles de inocentes buscaban su propia liberación entre las llamas, aquella que lograrían salvando no sus almas, sino sus impuras cartas.