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Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do? Patrick Bateman has it all: good looks, youth, charm, a job on Wall Street, reservations at e...

A groundbreaking piece of journalism which inspired Stanley Kubrick's classic Vietnam War film Full Metal Jacket. We took space back quickly, expen...

Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone who...

translated by Virginia Jewiss A groundbreaking, unprecedented bestseller in Italy, Roberto Saviano's insider account traces the decline of the city...

A novel in seven volumes, Marcel Proust's In Search of Lost Time is considered a major literary work of the twentieth century. And even more crucia...

In April 1992, Chris McCandless set off alone into the Alaskan wild. He had given his savings to charity, abandoned his car and his possessions, an...

translated by William Johnston Beneath the light of the candle I am sitting with my hands on my knees, staring in front of me. And I keep turning o...

When I was a young lad twenty or thirty or forty years ago I lived in a small town where they were all after me on account of what I done on Mrs Nu...

When the body of a murdered woman is found in the extraordinary, decaying city of Beszel, somewhere at the edge of Europe, it looks like a routine ...

1930s King's Cross, London. When aspiring film actress Estella Lamare is found dead on the cutting-room floor of a London film studio, Cameron McCa...

translated by Sophie Wilkins It is 1913, and Viennese high society is determined to find an appropriate way of celebrating the seventieth jubilee o...

In a burned-out America, a father and his young son walk under a darkened sky, heading slowly for the coast. They have no idea what, if anything, a...

"When we Chinese girls listened to the adults talking-story, we learned that we failed if we grew up to be but wives or slaves. We could be heroine...

What if a tiny, shadow elite rule the world from a secret room? My worryingly paradoxical thought process could be summarized thus: Thank God I don...

When the love of your life dies, the problem is not that some part of you dies too, which it does, but that some part of you is still alive. The de...