In the red open pits of Kolwezi, in the south of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, eleven-year-old Amani climbs each morning into tunnels too narrow for grown men, digging the blue stone, cobalt, that powers the bright machines of the wider world. He cannot afford school, so he has taught himself to read from the company's discarded papers, and at night, by the light of a failing torch, he writes letters in a battered notebook: letters to the unknown stranger, somewhere far to the nort...

On a small Greek island that has become a frontline of Europe's migration crisis, Lena Marisi records what is vanishing. A sound archivist who returned home from London to preserve her island's dying dialect, she spends her mornings with the last old fishermen who know the names of things no longer fished, and her evenings broadcasting three hours of silence and song on a radio station that almost no one listens to. She is also, though she will not say this, a woman who has been standing o...

In the shadow of Rome's great arena, a nameless orphan has survived seventeen years of darkness, known only as Corvus, raven-boy, nobody. Raised in the subterranean pens of the Colosseum, he carries nothing of value except a single worn wooden whistle the only object left with him when he was abandoned as an infant at the arena's eastern gate.When a corrupt nobleman frames him for theft and throws him to the most feared beast in the arena, an ancient black panther name...

In the hidden highland kingdom of Ellenmere, 1583, Isolde Brannock-last witch of her line is arrested for the murder of the Crown Prince and brought to Greymere keep to burn. Her interrogator is Cathán Wycliffe, the Court Sorcerer: the boy who kissed her on a frozen lake at fourteen and vanished into a monastery for nine years, leaving her to grow wild and alone in the Witchwood. He believes she is dead. She believes he abandoned her. Neither is entirely wrong. They have twenty-nine days t...

Aldenmere is a kingdom in the tradition of medieval England, though it is not England. Its capital, Thornwall, sits at the junction of two rivers in a plain that has been inhabited since before any record exists to say otherwise. Its northern reaches press against the Greywood, an ancient forest that does not behave entirely the way forests are expected to behave, and which the kingdom's oldest maps mark simply as: here. The Weaving is the magic of Aldenmere. It flows through ley lines ben...

Marine biologist Isla Halvorsen has spent three years coaxing the Whitsunday reef back from collapse. She measures coral in millimetres, writes review letters that mean no, and trusts only what she can verify underwater. When a luxury developer arrives to break ground on the channel side of her reef, she expects the usual fight. She does not expect Luca Conti. The Italian architect was sent to deliver a resort. Instead he asks her what the reef needs and starts redrawing his building a...

When Scottish documentary photographer Callum Adair arrives in Reykjavik in January to document Iceland's vanishing glaciers, he takes a spare room in the home of Solène Adeyemi, a Lagos-born climate scientist who came to Iceland four years ago after her fiancé drowned on a deep-water research expedition and never left. Both have built lives around the art of not being vulnerable. Both are running from different versions of the same fear.What begins as careful cohabitation between ...

Ten-year-old Ezra Moonwhisper catches fallen stars in the deep pockets of his grandmother's coat during a meteor shower and discovers each star is a lost dream belonging to a real person nearby who gave up on something precious. He must journey through magical landscapes to return each dream before it fades forever.

In a world where an AI system called Eidolon has eliminated heartbreak matching four hundred million people with mathematical precision data analyst Lena Maro trusts the algorithm completely. Until it matches her with Kai Voss at a 97.3% compatibility score, and she glimpses three seconds of hidden text: a 92.4% probability that he will be responsible for her death.What begins as a private investigation spirals into the discovery of a twenty-year conspiracy. The algorithm doesn't j...

This novel began with a single image: a woman washing a stranger who is not a stranger, and seeing on his shoulder a mark she has carried in her memory for twenty years without knowing she carried it.Every family has a sealed room. Every sealed room has a door. What lives behind the door is, almost always, more human than the sealing suggested — more complicated, more costly, more capable of redemption and of damage in equal measure.The records in this story — the notarial ...

What remains of a person when every version of her has been built for someone else?This is the question at the heart of I Was Not Me in Every Life a luminous, psychologically precise novel that traces one woman's decades-long excavation of self through the layered ruins of expectation, grief, inherited silence, and the seductive comfort of performed identity. Adhiambo is, by every external measure, a success. She is educated, articulate, professionally accomplishe...

On the night of her funeral, Daniel receives a text from his girlfriend. Three words: I didn't die.But he buried her. He saw her body. He watched the earth fall on her casket and said yes in a broken voice when they asked him to confirm who she was.What follows is a race through sixteen days of impossible revelation — dead women who text, frightened doctors with shaking hands, a best friend who kept a secret, a sister who warned too late, and a corporate intelligence networ...