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It's April of 1997 in Erie, Pennsylvania, and an unsolved crime has just shattered Rosalyn's life. To cope with her heartache, she begins writing a series of private letters to Nova in her journal, where she confides a shameful secret about the night before it happened. In her anguish, Rosalyn recounts the recent dreams that still haunt her, recording them as poems, just as her grandmother had taught her as a young girl. But after she moves to New York City and her letters progress, Rosalyn begins to realize that her dreams are delivering her a series of clues.

In these entries, titled The Coronavirus Princess Diaries, the princess recorded her most heartfelt emotions while dealing with her husband’s quarantine after exposure to the virus; her personal (and political) battles while imposing health restrictions on her small European nation; life during lockdown (even in as idyllic a location as a palace on the Riviera); and of course, dealing with her demanding royal family, especially her grandmother.

Former correspondents E. and Henerey, accustomed to loving each other from afar, did not anticipate continuing their courtship in an enigmatic underwater city. When their journey through the Structure in E.'s garden strands them in a peculiar society preoccupied with the pleasures and perils of knowledge, E. and Henerey come to accept—and, more surprisingly still, embrace—the fact that they may never return home.

'All minors stand to one side and hold your ears!' The hall was filled with excitement, this phrase was strange to all of us, it had been a long time since we had crossed the walls of puberty so we looked at Dishekre standing in front of us in amazement. Dishakre laughed devilishly and said, "He who has recited 'Jhootay Roop Ke Darshan' is an adult and he who is still deprived of it is a minor, so quickly decide which of you is the minor and the adult."

Sybil Van Antwerp is a mother and grandmother, divorced, retired from a distinguished career in law, an avid gardener, and a writer of letters. Most mornings, around half past ten, Sybil sits down to write letters—to her brother, to her best friend, to the president of the university who will not allow her to audit a class she desperately wants to take, to Joan Didion and Larry McMurtry to tell them what she thinks of their latest books. Because at seventy-three, Sybil has used her letters to make sense of the world and her place in it.

Told entirely through obituaries and ricocheting through time, Remember You Will Die is an innovative, genre-bending epic about the messy tapestry of human history and the threads that connect us, told through the eyes of Peregrine, an AI mother grappling with the unexpected death of her human daughter, Poppy.

In her letters to family and friends we come to know the life of Sybil Van Antwerp: stubborn, cantankerous, opinionated, always steadfast in her belief in the power of the written word. But as the clock begins to tick for Sybil, the need for a few post-scripts to the life she’s led becomes apparent. Fixing her difficult relationship with her children. Taking a final chance at romance. Atoning for an old legal case which has come back to haunt her. And finally, reckoning with a devastating loss that she has spent the last thirty years holding close to her chest.

Lady Susan Vernon, middle-aged and recently widowed, has retained her looks and appealing vivacity. She makes use of her bereavement and her loss of wealth by imposing herself on the hospitality of relatives, and by amusing herself in flirtation with the various men who fall under her spell. Lady Susan has a daughter, Frederica, who is bashful and innocent—in stark contrast to her unfeeling and manipulative mother. Her mother is anxious to marry Frederica off to a spouse of appropriate wealth and social standing, and also, perhaps, to capture a new mate for herself.

Antes de morir, Hélène le hizo prometer a su marido, Julien, que le escribiría treinta y tres cartas, una por cada año de su vida. Para su asombro, Julien se da cuenta de que esta correspondencia, que deja en un compartimento secreto de su tumba en el cementerio de Montmartre, se ha convertido en una suerte de consuelo. Le habla de la vida que ahora ha de vivir sin ella; de su amor, ya no recíproco; de su hijo Arthur, que no quiere un padre que se siente desgraciado. Hasta que un día descubre que las cartas han desaparecido y en su lugar empieza a encontrar pequeñas respuestas.

Luis Alfredo J. A. vive en un edificio verde, cubierto enteramente por enredadera. De alguna forma, es un edificio invisible o, al menos, demasiado sutil. Sin duda: se trata de un edificio elusivo al servicio postal. Luis Alfredo J. A. escribe cartas, una todos los días. Es un epistolero profesional. Luis Alfredo J. A. es también un esquizofrénico paranoide.

En esta novela Cela nos sumerge en las cartas imaginarias que Mrs. Caldwell le escribe a su hijo Eliacim, muerto en su juventud. Es un monólogo que vuela sin continuidad narrativa, una conversación con el fantasma de una pérdida, que nos asoma a la mente anciana de una mujer fascinante.

1916. At the onset of war, Nurse Pru le Cuirot left her home in Jersey to care for injured soldiers at Ashbury Manor, Dorset. She wanted to do her bit but she never expected to meet Canadian pilot, Jack Garland, so unlike any man she has ever met. When Jack is sent on a dangerous mission and vanishes, Pru is forced to make an agonising decision…one that will haunt them both forever.

It’s 2084, and Aldus, an elderly robot repairman, is writing the history of the 21st century for his grandson, Luca. Born in 2010, Aldus lived through it all—the War on the Warming, the repair of the planet, the rise of true artificial intelligence, automation everywhere, and much more. Aldus also fears his time is short. Unlucky members of his generation sometimes experience long-delayed side effects from childhood infection with COVID. Aldus could be among them, and so his writing may have a literal deadline.

Love letters, born from high school dances, stereoscopic slides of toddlerhood, Ferris wheels, suntan oil, the streets of Hollywood and Toronto, 1980s music, driving too fast, Hershey bars, and bottles of Molson Golden ale. First real kisses and broken hearts. Our 11th birthday parties, our first cars, our true loves, and our monsters. Getting old. Falling in love. A dash of each, and all together. Letters to all of us, from all of us—the things we remember and the things we’ve lost.

Growing up in the island village of Seaview, Willow always dreamed of a bigger life. Then her childhood sweetheart, Luc, betrayed her and she ran, resolving never to look back. Now, 12 years on, her glamorous London life is a mess and the island is her only option. But she's not the only one back for the summer. Luc is now a world-famous heartthrob musician, and he's finally come home to headline the Isle of Wight's annual music festival.

Die Geschichte von Erich Kästner und seiner Mutter ist eine besondere: 'Meine Mutter war mein bester Freund', sagte er über sie. Und sie wusste: 'Mein Sohn verschweigt mir nichts.' Tatsächlich war der kleine Erich seiner Mutter Lebenselixier sowie Schutzengel. Auch in späteren Jahren versuchte er, ihr beides zu sein – und sich trotzdem ganz behutsam ein wenig von ihr zu lösen.

They think I’m an idealistic young law student, that I’m passionate about reforming a corrupt and brutal system. They think I’m working hard to impress them. They think I’m here to save an innocent man on death row. They're wrong. I’m going to bury him.

On the day that Betty meets Guy, her life is changed forever. She never thought she'd see him again but a few months later realises she has something of his that needs returning. So, she writes him a letter. It's the perfect solution for Betty—it means she doesn't need to tell Guy about what really happened that day and the secret she's been hiding. For Guy, Betty's letter arrives at his repair shop at the perfect time. His whole world has come crashing down around him, and for the first time in a long time, he starts to feel hopeful.

Forty years ago, Steven Smith found a copy of a famous children's book by disgraced author Edith Twyford, its margins full of strange markings and annotations. Wanting to know more, he took it to his English teacher Miss Iles, not realising the chain of events that he was setting in motion. Miss Iles became convinced that the book was the key to solving a puzzle and that a message in secret code ran through all Twyford's novels. Then Miss Iles disappeared on a class field trip, and Steven has no memory of what happened to her.

Three letters. Two mistakes. One Last chance. When Jennifer Cole is told she has three months to live she decides to write three letters sharing the desires, fears and frustrations she has always kept to herself. And at first she finds that telling the truth makes her feel free and liberated. But three months later, Jennifer's secrets are alive and out in the world...and so is she. As she discovers, sometimes the truth has a way of surprising you....