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El Salvador, 1923. Graciela, a young girl growing up on a volcano in a community of Indigenous women, is summoned to the capital, where she is claimed as an oracle for a rising dictator. There she meets Consuelo, the sister she has never known, who was stolen from their home before Graciela was born. The two spend years under the cruel El Gran Pendejo’s regime, unwillingly helping his reign of terror, until genocide strikes the community from which they hail. Each believing the other to be dead, they escape, fleeing across the globe, reinventing themselves until fate ultimately brings them back together in the most unlikely of ways… Endlessly surprising, vividly imaginative, bursting with lush life, The Volcano Daughters charts a new history and mythology of El Salvador, fiercely bringing forth voices that have been calling out for generations.

Nothing ever happens in sleepy little Fairhill, Vermont. But this morning that will change. And one innocent question could be deadly. What have you done? The teenagers get their kicks telling ghost stories in the old graveyard. The parents trust their kids will arrive home safe from school. Everyone knows everyone. Curtains rarely twitch. Front doors are left unlocked. But Diana Brewer isn’t lying safely in her bed where she belongs. Instead she lies in a hayfield, circled by vultures, discovered by a local farmer. How quickly a girl becomes a ghost. How quickly a town of friendly, familiar faces becomes a town of suspects, a place of fear and paranoia. Someone in Fairhill did this. Everyone wants answers.

Lady Grace Fairfax, witch, knows that something foul is at play that someone had betrayed Anne Boleyn and her coven. Wild with the loss of their leader and her lover, a secret that if spilled could spell Grace’s own end she will do anything in her power to track down the traitor. But there’s more at stake than revenge: it was one of their own, a witch, that betrayed them, and Grace isn’t the only one looking for her. King Henry VIII has sent witchfinders after them, and they’re organized like they’ve never been before under his new advisor, the impassioned Sir Ambrose Fulke, a cold man blinded by his faith. His cruel reign could mean the end of witchkind itself. If Grace wants to find her revenge and live, she will have to do more than disappear.

Tiernan de Haas doesn’t care about anything anymore. The only child of a film producer and his starlet wife, she’s grown up with wealth and privilege but not love or guidance. And when her parents suddenly pass away, she knows she should be devastated. But she’s always been alone, hasn’t she? Jake Van der Berg, her father’s stepbrother and her only living relative, assumes guardianship of Tiernan. Sent to live in the mountains of Colorado with Jake and his two sons, Noah and Kaleb, Tiernan quickly learns that these men now have a say in what she chooses to care and not care about anymore.

Protegido por puestos defensivos y tropas cosacas, se alza el Moscú milenario. Dentro de los tres anillos de defensa (y detrás de los muros del Kremlin) se alza su imponente palacio. Allí, Su Majestad el Emperador premia a lo mejor de lo mejor, a los más valientes entre los valientes, la flor del cuerpo de oficiales, el apoyo y la esperanza del imperio, con una misión. Tendrán que abandonar la capital, decorada festivamente para el día del Arcángel Miguel, e ir a las tierras oscuras que una vez pertenecieron a la gran Rusia, para resolver un misterio. De camino a su destino destino más allá del Volga y detrás del impenetrable velo de niebla, el interrogante penderá sobre las tropas cosacas: ¿dónde desaparecieron todos los exploradores y por qué los puestos fronterizos guardaron silencio al respecto?

Mientras una ola de calor azota la campiña inglesa, Agatha Raisin intenta combatir el sopor veraniego preparando tés para sus vecinas de Carsely, pero lo cierto es que, en ausencia de su deseado James Lacey, que ha abandonado el pueblo sin despedirse, y del joven policía Bill Wong, que está de vacaciones y no se ha molestado en llamarla, y sin la perspectiva de una cita con sir Charles Fraith, se muere de aburrimiento. Entonces, como suele suceder en esos casos, toma una decisión que, si Agatha no fuera Agatha, sin duda lamentaría: se mira al espejo y se descubre envejecida y desaliñada. Incluso unas cuantas canas han aparecido en su melena castaña, tupida y lustrosa. Profundamente contrariada, se aplica un baño de color que le deja el pelo de un llamativo color violeta. Luego, decidida a reparar ese terrible desaguisado por la vía rápida, acude a Evesham, cerca de Carsely, donde le han dicho que hay un peluquero excelente, el señor John Shawpart, con fama de mago de los tintes. Muy pronto quedará claro que éste ,además de habilidoso con la tijera, es muy atractivo y seductor, y no sólo tiene planes para su cabellera sino también para su corazón. Sin embargo, ese futuro común se trunca cuando el señor John muere envenenado en su propia peluquería. A partir de ese momento, con la ayuda de sir Charles Fraith, Agatha tendrá que sumergirse en la vida de las mujeres que frecuentaban el salón: ¿quién podría guardar rencor al apuesto peluquero, adorado por un sinfín de clientas que le confiaban todos sus secretos?