El extraordinario viaje en el tiempo del futuro

Aunque solo seamos un trozo de materia, nada se destruye, todo se transforma y, por eso, nada muere nunca. Nada ni nadie. Todos nos sobreviviremos y nos transformaremos en otra cosa. Reverberaremos en los demás y en lo demás, pues por algo somos seres inmortales que no quieren morir. Y, al cierre del paréntesis, nos recibirá Alguien con los brazos abiertos. Pero antes pongamos nuestro granito de arena con el fin de que renazca la esperanza, hasta que el mundo sepa a pan y a hogar.

In this 10th novel from author Diamela Eltit, the protagonist is a young woman from a marginal neighborhood who works as a prostitute in a cyber cafe, her life at the height of tragedy and misfortune. The setting is a section of town surrounded by police special forces. But in a sad yet defiant play on words, the special forces of the title also refer to the will required to resist, to survive on the edge of society under such forms of repression and oppression. Violence and the scars left on bodies both physical and social appear in many of Eltit's novels, carefully constructed with uneasy...

Human, she can't be his. Without his help, she won’t survive the streets or the rogue vampires who killed her sister... He's the king. And he’s done taking orders. Furious at the Elder Council's demand that he find a wife, Kyn monarch, Marak, takes to the streets to vent his rage on the rogue vampires who plague the city. He doesn't expect to find a sexy vampire hunter who has no idea who he is nor his primal and all-consuming reaction to her. She's human, so he can't claim her. Rather than see her slaughtered, he agrees to train her, get her ready to hunt… and do his best to keep his...

Sin ataduras. Sin reproches. Sin vuelta atras. No creia que el pudiera desearme. Y no iba a liarme con el, sobre todo despues de lo que habia oido. Alex Kennedy era alto, moreno e increiblemente guapo, pero yo ya habia sufrido un gran golpe. Cuando le pedi que posara para mi, no esperaba que la sesion fotografica se volviera tan apasionada. Y cuando cruzamos esa linea, nuestros cuerpos no fueron lo unico que quedo expuesto. Sin embargo, no podia entregarle mi corazon a un hombre tan poco... convencional. Su ultimo encuentro sexual habia sido con otro hombre... Ya era suficiente que mi...