Un giovane principe destinato a grandi imprese e il ragazzo che gli deve la vita: un fantasy epico ricco di passione e azione, tra campi di battaglia e amori proibiti, intrighi politici e amicizie profonde messe a dura prova. Nell’arcipelago di Talassia, il re Doukas sta conquistando con forza brutale un’isola dopo l’altra, ma secondo una profezia non sarà lui a unire queste terre in un unico impero, bensì Aetherios, la Giovane Chimera, principe dell’isola di Corezia, carismatico e ambizioso. Narses, costretto a servire Doukas dopo che la sua famiglia è stata sterminata, ha l’incarico di uccidere Aetherios per sventare la profezia, ma durante una prova di iniziazione viene rapito dal fascino del principe, che gli salva la vita nel folto della foresta e, una volta scoperta la sua vera missione, lo grazia. Narses, in debito due volte con Aetherios, si trasferisce a Corezia per vivere al suo fianco; insieme a loro anche la combattiva Andromaca e il gigante buono Stavros, entrambi provenienti da altri regni, attratti dall’aura del principe e dalle promesse di un futuro migliore. I quattro amici diventano adulti insieme, addestrandosi nell’arte della guerra e imparando a districarsi tra gli equilibri politici dell’arcipelago, ma con il passare del tempo il patto che lega Aetherios e Narses diventa qualcosa di più profondo, dal sapore proibito eppure estremamente reale. Aetherios sembra davvero destinato a diventare il primo, grande imperatore di Talassia, ma quale sarà il prezzo da pagare per tanto potere? Mentre le campagne militari contro Doukas si fanno più crude e perfino le antiche divinità giocano con i destini umani, Narses è disposto a seguire il suo principe ovunque e, se necessario, fino alla morte

A traditional American woman, a “tradwife” influencer, suddenly awakens in the brutal reality of 1855—where she must unravel whether this living nightmare is an elaborate hoax, a twisted reality show, or something far more sinister in this sensational debut novel. My name was Natalie Heller Mills, and I was perfect at being alive. Natalie lives a traditional lifestyle. Her charming farmhouse is rustic, her husband a handsome cowboy, her six children each more delightful than the last. So what if there are nannies and producers behind the scenes, her kitchen hiding industrial-grade fridges and ovens, her husband the heir to a political dynasty? What Natalie’s followers—all 8 million of them—don’t know won’t hurt them. And The Angry Women? The privileged, Ivy League, coastal elite haters who call her an antifeminist iconoclast? They’re sick with jealousy. Because Natalie isn’t simply living the good life, she’s living the ideal—and just so happens to be building an empire from it. Until one morning she wakes up in a life that isn’t hers. Her home, her husband, her children—they’re all familiar, but something’s off. Her kitchen is warmed by a sputtering fire rather than electricity, her children are dirty and strange, and her soft-handed husband is suddenly a competent farmer. Just yesterday Natalie was curating photos of homemade jam for her Instagram, and now she’s expected to haul firewood and handwash clothes until her fingers bleed. Has she become the unwitting star of a ruthless reality show? Could it really be time travel? Is she being tested by God? By Satan? When Natalie suffers a brutal injury in the woods, she realizes two things: This is not her beautiful life, and she must escape by any means possible. A gripping, electrifying novel that is as darkly funny as it is frightening, Yesteryear is a gimlet-eyed look at tradition, fame, faith, and the grand performance of womanhood.

A traditional American woman, a “tradwife” influencer, suddenly awakens in the brutal reality of 1855—where she must unravel whether this living nightmare is an elaborate hoax, a twisted reality show, or something far more sinister in this sensational debut novel. My name was Natalie Heller Mills, and I was perfect at being alive. Natalie lives a traditional lifestyle. Her charming farmhouse is rustic, her husband a handsome cowboy, her six children each more delightful than the last. So what if there are nannies and producers behind the scenes, her kitchen hiding industrial-grade fridges and ovens, her husband the heir to a political dynasty? What Natalie’s followers—all 8 million of them—don’t know won’t hurt them. And The Angry Women? The privileged, Ivy League, coastal elite haters who call her an antifeminist iconoclast? They’re sick with jealousy. Because Natalie isn’t simply living the good life, she’s living the ideal—and just so happens to be building an empire from it. Until one morning she wakes up in a life that isn’t hers. Her home, her husband, her children—they’re all familiar, but something’s off. Her kitchen is warmed by a sputtering fire rather than electricity, her children are dirty and strange, and her soft-handed husband is suddenly a competent farmer. Just yesterday Natalie was curating photos of homemade jam for her Instagram, and now she’s expected to haul firewood and handwash clothes until her fingers bleed. Has she become the unwitting star of a ruthless reality show? Could it really be time travel? Is she being tested by God? By Satan? When Natalie suffers a brutal injury in the woods, she realizes two things: This is not her beautiful life, and she must escape by any means possible. A gripping, electrifying novel that is as darkly funny as it is frightening, Yesteryear is a gimlet-eyed look at tradition, fame, faith, and the grand performance of womanhood.

Il Signore degli Anelli è un romanzo d'eccezione, al di fuori del tempo: chiarissimo ed enigmatico semplice e sublime. Esso dona alla felicità del lettore ciò che la narrativa del nostro secolo sembrava incapace di offrire: avventure in luoghi remoti e terribili, episodi d'inesauribile allegria, segreti paurosi che si svelano a poco a poco, draghi crudeli e alberi che camminano, città d'argento e di diamante poco lontane da necropoli tenebrose in cui dimorano esseri che spaventano solo al nominarli, urti giganteschi di eserciti luminosi e oscuri; e tutto questo in un mondo immaginario ma ricostruito con cura meticolosa, e in effetti assolutamente verosimile, perché dietro i suoi simboli si nasconde una realtà che dura oltre e malgrado la storia: la lotta, senza tregua, fra il bene e il male. Leggenda e fiaba, tragedia e poema cavalleresco, il romanzo di Tolkien è in realtà un'allegoria della condizione umana che ripropone in chiave moderna i miti antichi.

Right. Wrong. Life is lived somewhere in between. Duchess Day Radley is a thirteen-year-old self-proclaimed outlaw. Rules are for other people. She is the fierce protector of her five-year-old brother, Robin, and the parent to her mother, Star, a single mom incapable of taking care of herself, let alone her two kids. Walk has never left the coastal California town where he and Star grew up. He may have become the chief of police, but he’s still trying to heal the old wound of having given the testimony that sent his best friend, Vincent King, to prison decades before. And he's in overdrive protecting Duchess and her brother. Now, thirty years later, Vincent is being released. And Duchess and Walk must face the trouble that comes with his return. We Begin at the End is an extraordinary novel about two kinds of families—the ones we are born into and the ones we create.

Gilbert Markham is deeply intrigued by Helen Graham, a beautiful and secretive young woman who has moved into nearby Wildfell Hall with her young son. He is quick to offer Helen his friendship, but when her reclusive behaviour becomes the subject of local gossip and speculation, Gilbert begins to wonder whether his trust in her has been misplaced. It is only when she allows Gilbert to read her diary that the truth is revealed and the shocking details of the disastrous marriage she has left behind emerge. Told with great immediacy, combined with wit and irony, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall is a powerful depiction of a woman's fight for domestic independence and creative freedom.