Beloved
ISBN : 9780099760115
It is the mid-1800s. At Sweet Home in Kentucky, an era is ending as slavery comes under attack from the abolitionists. The worlds of Halle and Paul D. are to be destroyed in a cataclysm of torment and agony. The world of Sethe, however, is to turn from one of love to one of violence and death - The death of Sethe's baby daughter, beloved, whose name is the single word on the tombstone. Who died at her mother's hands, and who will return to claim retribution.
We Do not Part
ISBN : 9780241600269
Han Kang was born in 1970 in South Korea. In 1993 she made her literary debut as a poet and published her first short story in 1994. She won the Man Booker International Prize for 'The Vegetarian' and was shortlisted for 'The White Book'. In 2024, Han Kang was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature "for her intense poetic prose that confronts historical traumas and exposes the fragility of human life". Among other major awards and prizes she is the winner of the Prix Médicis étranger 2023 for the French edition of 'We Do Not Part'. She taught in the department of creative writing at the Seoul Institute of the Arts for eleven years before leaving in 2018 to focus on writing. She is the fifth writer to contribute to the ongoing Future Library project in Oslo, Norway.
If I Had Your Face
ISBN : 9780241986356
In Seoul, where impossible beauty standards and ruthless social hierarchies dictate your every move, four women are balancing on a razor's edge : Kyuri, a beautiful "room salon" girl paid to entertain wealthy businessmen after hours. Miho, an artist whose life becomes enmeshed with the offspring of the super-wealthy elite. Ara, a hairstylist whose obsession with a K-pop star leads her to violent extremes. Wonna, their neighbour, pregnant with a child that she can't afford.
10 MINUTES 38 SECONDS IN THIS STRANGE WORLD
ISBN : 9780241979464
An intensely powerful new novel from the best-selling author of The Bastard of Istanbul and Honour - available for pre-order now 'In the first minute following her death, Tequila Leila's consciousness began to ebb, slowly and steadily, like a tide receding from the shore. Her brain cells, having run out of blood, were now completely deprived of oxygen. But they did not shut down. Not right away...' For Leila, each minute after her death brings a sensuous memory: the taste of spiced goat stew, sacrificed by her father to celebrate the long-awaited birth of a son; the sight of bubbling vats of lemon and sugar which the women use to