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As the hours tick by, Amy grows increasingly convinced something terrible is happening within the ward's tightly secured walls. When patients and staff start to vanish without a trace, it becomes clear that everyone on the unit is in grave danger. Amy never wanted to spend the night on Ward D. Now she might not make it out alive.

Dear Reader, Just when you think it can't get any worse, the universe seems to take that as a personal challenge. The Devil's Backbone Society has their fingers everywhere. It's more than a secret society―it's a leash and a prison sentence. The elders insist it's about making connections that will help you for the rest of your life, but what they don't tell you is how long―or, in this case, short―your life might be. The society has already cost me―cost us. Blood. Sweat. Tears. Lives. Now, it may take more than what I have to give. A part of me wants to be here, wants to see this through to the end. But the rest of me? The rest of me worries that even if I watch my back, it won't be enough. How do I protect them? How do I protect these handsome, crazy, over-the-top men that I'm falling for? How do I save them from the society and themselves? And more importantly, how do I save myself?

Lila Kennedy has a lot on her plate. A broken marriage, two wayward daughters, a house that is falling apart, and an elderly stepfather who seems to have quietly moved in. Her career is in freefall and her love life is . . . complicated. So when her real dad—a man she has barely seen since he ran off to Hollywood thirty-five years ago—suddenly appears on her doorstep, it feels like the final straw. But it turns out even the family you thought you could never forgive might have something to teach you: about love, and what it actually means to be family.

Vic Wood has her priorities: scrape by on her restaurant wages, take care of her younger brother Henry, and forget their mother ever existed. But Vic’s careful life crumbles when she discovers that their long-missing mother belonged to the Acheron Order—a secret society of witches tasked with keeping the dead at bay. What’s worse, Henry inherited their mother’s magical abilities while Vic did not, and he has been chosen as the Order’s newest recruit. Determined to keep him safe, Vic accompanies Henry to the isolated woods in upstate New York that host the sprawling and eerie Avalon Castle. When she joins the academy despite lacking powers of her own, she risks not only the Order’s wrath, but also her brother’s. And then there is the imposing, ruthless, and frustrating Xan, the head Sentinel in charge of protecting Avalon. He makes no secret of wanting Vic to leave.

Una afilada sátira sobre el matrimonio y los vínculos que nos mantienen unidos Corren los años noventa, Jack y Elizabeth son estudiantes universitarios y, en cuanto se conocen, tienen la certeza de haber encontrado a su alma gemela, por lo que no tardan en unir fuerzas y abrirse un hueco juntos en la floreciente escena artística underground de Chicago. Veinte años después están casados y, además de enfrentarse a los retos de ser padres, deberán lidiar con sectas disfrazadas de grupos de mindfulness, pretendientes poliamorosos, guerras en Facebook y algo llamado Poción de Amor Número Nueve. Por primera vez, a Jack y Elizabeth les cuesta reconocerse mutuamente, y los antaño jóvenes soñadores se verán obligados a plantar cara a sus demonios: desde ambiciones profesionales frustradas hasta dolorosos recuerdos infantiles en el seno de sus propias familias disfuncionales. Jack y Elizabeth habrán de emprender caminos separados de indagación personal o arriesgarse a perder lo mejor de sus vidas: el uno al otro. Nathan Hill regresa con una conmovedora e ingeniosa historia sobre el matrimonio, la búsqueda a menudo desconcertante de una vida feliz y saludable, y sobre las historias que nos mantienen unidos. Desde la provocadora escena artística del Chicago de los noventa hasta los actuales barrios residenciales y su obsesión por las dietas detox y las reformas en el hogar, Hill reinventa el género amoroso con refrescantes dosis de erudición, ironía y sensibilidad.

Con veintiocho años, pero aún instalada en casa de sus padres, Wendolin Kramer adora los cómics, se cree Súper Chica y, desde un despacho improvisado en su cuarto, fantasea con convertirse en detective privado por las calles de una Barcelona fantasmal. Todo cambia cuando llama a su puerta un caso real, que, sin embargo, no le queda muy claro. ¿Por qué le piden que averigüe dónde se encuentra un día preciso el escritor Francis Dómino? ¿Y qué relación existe entre él y la autora superventas Vendolin Woolfin? Parodia de novela negra, con innumerables referencias a la cultura pop, esta historia no solo ha consagrado a Laura Fernández como una de las voces más originales de nuestras letras, sino que sigue fascinando con sus personajes impredecibles, sus diálogos desternillantes y su inagotable imaginación narrativa.