A whirlwind romance between an eccentric archivist and a grieving widow explores what it means to be at home in your own body in this clever, humorous, and heartfelt novel. When archivist Sol meets Elsie, the larger than life widow of a moderately famous television writer who's come to donate her wife's papers, there's an instant spark. But Sol has a secret: he suffers from an illness called vampirism, and hides from the sun by living in his basement office. On their way to falling in love, the two traverse grief, delve into the Internet fandom they once unknowingly shared, and navigate the realities of transphobia and the stigmas of carrying the "vampire disease." Then, when strange things start happening at the collection, Sol must embrace even more of the unknown to save himself and his job. DEAD COLLECTIONS is a wry novel full of heart and empathy, that celebrates the journey, the difficulties and joys, in finding love and comfort within our own bodies.

When eighteen-year-old Keller Hartman is recruited into the Legion’s most prestigious galactic unit, it’s a dream come true. He's worked hard for this. He’s ready to prove himself. The problem? His new partner—the beautiful, no-nonsense pilot Lament Bringer—wants nothing to do with him. Forced to work together under Legion orders, Keller and Lament team up with a motley crew of specialists to investigate a mysterious visionary who can predict catastrophes. As they begin to peel back layers, however, they realize there's more to the story than meets the eye. With threats mounting and secrets unfolding, Keller and Lament will need to trust one another in order to stop the dangers at play. But with trust comes other feelings—ones neither of them is prepared for. With the fate of the universe hanging in the balance, the only thing worse than failing their mission might just be losing each other.

The tragic yet inspiring story of a group of friends, all young and idealistic political activists who faced the iron fist of power in the waning days of the Suharto regime, in the late 1990s. In the twilight hours of a day in March, Biru Laut was ambushed by four unknown men. Together with his friends, Daniel, Sunu and Alex, he was taken to an unknown location. For months they were held captive, interrogated, beaten and tortured into answering one sole question: Who stood behind the rebellious student movements at that time? Biru Laut’s younger sister, who, along with other family members of kidnapped student activists, struggled to put the pieces of the puzzle together and to find answers to their never-ending questions. While her parents appear to be in denial and remain hopeful that Biru Laut will one day come back to sit at the family table again, Asmara Jati engages alongside the Missing Persons Commission Team led by Aswin Pradana in order to strive to find traces of those who went missing and to record the testimonies of those who returned. This stirring story of Biru Laut and his friends is the story of the desaparecidos of Indonesia. It is the story of a momentous—and still seldom written about—period of Indonesian history that led to the end of dictatorship in Indonesia.

What if Wonderland was a parasite that fed on your desires? Every night, I wake up from the same dream: a vibrating nightclub with melting walls, no way out, and the taste of someone I’ve never met still burning on my tongue. Every day, the shadow only I can see claws at my skull, screaming that I’m slipping again. He says it’s all fake, that I should forget it, forget Them, and focus only on Him. But for the first time, He’s wrong. I just have to find it again. Find Them again. We are meant to be together. Even if They don’t know it yet. Glowrot is a queer psychological horror novel written by Venezuelan author Beatrice Lebrun. It mixes found family gone wrong, toxic obsession, and a twisted version of Alice in Wonderland. It’s got toxic longing, liminal spaces, and nonbinary representation at the heart of the story. It follows Bo, a bisexual Latina unraveling into obsession, dissociation, and a surreal nightclub that might not be real, all in her desperate, delusional search for someone who doesn’t want to be found.

Leigh Pierce Estates is home to a diverse array of working mothers, immigrants, the forgotten elderly. All working poor—and all in danger. Because the tenants of Leigh Pierce are disappearing.Xavier, a young Black man living in an opiate-afflicted, gentrifying Atlanta neighborhood, is thrust into a surreal nightmare of starvation and consumption after a chance encounter leaves him infected with something horrifying.Succumbing to his infection, Xavier is drawn into the cobbled-together family squatting in Leigh Pierce’s A patriarch and matriarch from the Rust Belt whose health left with the Ford factories forty years ago, a first-gen American who learned that the institutions supposedly there to help were not a real option … People who, through a myriad of roads, fell into the same self-destructive cycle of indigency, harboring dark secrets and darker appetites.Now, Xavier is forced to confront the cost of survival in a world that has disregarded him, lost in a messy family dynamic of codependency and complicity all too like what he’s used to—a dynamic he’s desperate to break.

"Her mother’s love never came without blood. But that’s how all love comes. That’s how you know it’s real." In the wake of the sudden death of her mother, Irene Blackwell is left haunted by the horrors of her childhood and drowned in the tears of her grief. On the surface, her mother, Ophelia, was a beloved surgeon and a doting mother. But behind the scenes her love for her daughter ran much deeper and bloodier than anyone could ever know. Upon returning to her home in Philadelphia, Irene is chosen to intern as a mortuary assistant under her revered professor, Camilla Osman. She is everything her mother was: intimidating, beautiful, maternal, and hiding a secret of her own. Camilla is a serial killer. Infatuated, the lines between familial and romantic blur in a bloody psychological horror full of manipulation, teeth, and formaldehyde.