fb2Una novela deslumbrante que explora el filo entre la vida y la muerte, lo divino y lo satánico.
Tras el intento de suicidio de su mejor amigo, un policía decide investigar las razones que lo llevaron a tomar esa decisión. En el camino a la verdad descubrirá prácticas satánicas, drogas africanas y una serie de asesinatos horrendos sin explicación. Las víctimas comparten solo una cosa en común: experimentaron la muerte. ¿Cómo puede revivir alguien clínicamente muerto? ¿Qué ocurre si en vez de ver la luz, vio las tinieblas?
Una novela diabólica con todos los ingredientes para convertirse en un éxito y una referencia del género, por el maestro del thriller e indiscutible que nos acerca a una de las realidades más sorprendentes e intranquilizantes de la medicina moderna: las experiencias de muerte inminente.
En las profundidades del Océano Pacífico se descubre una misteriosa nave espacial de grandes dimensiones. Las autoridades norteamericanas envían a un grupo de científicos para que investigue el inquietante hallazgo. ¿Procede la nave de alguna civilización extraterrestre? ¿De un universo diferente? ¿Del futuro? La respuesta desafía la imaginación y escapa a cualquier intento de explicación lógica: un extraordinario y terrible poder amenaza toda la vida existente en torno al enigmático objeto.
Jevgeņijs Suhovs
Esmu kronēts zaglis
Я вор в законе.
Vairāki lieli noziedzīgās pasaules grupējumi apvienojušies un tiecas pēc varas Krievijā. Asiņainā spēlē cerības tiek liktas uz jaunu autoritāti kronēto zagli ar iesauku Varjags. Cietumnieku saiets savā rituālā viņu kronējis lieliem uzdevumiem. Varjagam nākas mainīt ārieni, dokumentus un dzīvesveidu viņš sasniedz galvu reibinošus panākumus biznesā un politikā.
Sākas krievu mafijas cīņa par ietekmes sfēru pārdalīšanu starptautiskā mērogā…
Grāmata sniedz ieskatu līdz šim maz pazīstamās noziedznieku tradīcijās, organizācijās un savdabīga «morāles kodeksā»…
Paša autora Jevgeņija Suhova personība Krievijā apvīta ar noslēpumainību, versijām un minējumiem. Tuvākas ziņas par viņu nesniedz arī tā autortiesību īpašnieki…
Евгений Сухов я вор в законе
No krievu valodas tulkojis Harijs Veidemanis
Māksliniece Solvita Ozola
Noskanējis grāmatu un failu izveidojis Imants Ločmelis imantslochmelis@inbox.lv
Tapals Riga
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ISBN 9984-720-03-9 noformējums, 2001
Roma, 2 de abril de 2005. El Papa Juan Pablo II acaba de morir y la plaza de San Pedro se llena de fieles dispuestos a darle el último adiós. Al mismo tiempo, se inician los preparativos para el cónclave del que ha de salir el nombre del nuevo Sumo Pontifice. Pero justo entonces los dos cardenales mejor situados del ala liberal de la Iglesia, Enrico Portini y Emilio Robayra, aparecen asesinados siguiendo un mismo y macabro ritual que incluye la mutilación de miembros y mensajes escritos con simbología religiosa. Un asesino en serie anda suelto por las calles de Roma, y la encargada de perseguirlo será la inspectora y psiquiatra criminalista Paola Dicanti. Durante la investigación, la joven detective se adentrará en los más oscuros secretos del Vaticano, aquellos que hablan de conspiraciones nada decorosas y de la existencia de un centro donde se rehabilita a sacerdotes católicos con historial de abusos sexuales. A la cruel astucia del psicópata se unen las trabas que los servicios de seguridad del Vaticano ponen a la investigación: oficialmente las muertes de los cardenales no están ocurriendo y el cónclave debe celebrarse con normalidad. La aparición del padre Fowler, un ex militar norteamericano, supondrá un nuevo desafío para Dicanti, reacia a confiar en el misterioso sacerdote. Pero Fowler conoce el nombre del asesino y guarda un secreto aún más temible: su propio pasado.
Roberto Bolaño en la primera página de Estrella distante explica la génesis de esta novela: `En el último capítulo de mi novela La literatura nazi en América se narraba tal vez demasiado esquemáticamente (no pasaba de las veinte páginas) la historia del teniente Ramírez Hoffman, de la FACH. Esta historia me la contó mi compatriota Arturo B., veterano de las guerras floridas y suicida en África, quien no quedó satisfecho del resultado final. El último capítulo de La literatura nazi en América servía como contrapunto, acaso como anticlímax del grotesco literario que lo precedía, y Arturo deseaba una historia más larga, no espejo ni explosión de otras historias sino espejo y explosión en sí misma. Así, pues nos encerramos durante un mes y medio en mi casa de Blanes y con el último capítulo en mano y al dictado de sus sueños y pesadillas compusimos la novela que el lector tiene ahora ante sí. Mi función se redujo a preparar bebidas, consultar libros, y discutir, con él y con el fantasma cada día más vivo de Pierre Menard, la validez de muchos párrafos repetidos`.
La trama de Estrella distante se desarrolla en 1971 ó 1972, cuando Salvador Allende aún era presidente de Chile. El protagonista es un joven, cuyo nombre era Ruiz-Tagle, que participa de un taller literario de la Universidad de Concepción. Una nada ejemplar fábula protagonizada por un impostor, por un hombre sin otra moral que la estética, un dandy del horror, un artista bárbaro disfrazado de poeta en el Chile de Allende que reaparece con su verdadero rostro después del Golpe, el rostro sanguinario de quien escribía versículos de la Biblia con la estela de su avión de la Segunda Guerra Mundial y que fue responsable de la desaparición en los estadios de personas queridas por el narrador
La quinta novela del chileno Roberto Bolaño, afincado en España, se alinea de forma muy personal en el género temático de las pesquisas en torno a la personalidad de un personaje carismático, envuelto en brumas legendarias. Más exactamente, pertenece al subgénero de la indagación en la obra o en la vida de un escritor desaparecido o misterioso, que con distintas intenciones han frecuentado entre otros Henry James o Borges. Estrella distante investiga la figura de Carlos Wieder, aviador y supuesto poeta que adquiere tenebrosa celebridad escribiendo amenazadoras proclamas de tono bíblico con el humo de su avión en el firmamento de Santiago de Chile y exponiendo las fotos tomadas a quienes torturó y ejecutó durante el golpe de Pinochet en un alarde de action-art.
Tras convertirse en miembro destacado e infernal de la vanguardia estética chilena, Wieder desaparece y el narrador y otros personajes que le conocieron rastrean su bárbara y destructiva estela a través de una enredada madeja de grupos y revistas literarias clandestinas americanas y europeas. La pesquisa de Bolaño, literaria y detectivesca a la vez, examina los destinos y propuestas de una heteróclita hueste de creadores, algunos reales, la mayoría imaginarios, marcados por la desmesura grotesca, la burla marginal, la destructividad nihilista o el sueño post-surrealista de convertir la literatura en vida y la vida en literatura. Esta pesquisa no es neutra, está dirigida por un irónico y persistente ánimo crítico.
Bolaño se desenvuelve de modo divertido, inteligente y sarcástico en esa vertiente literaria que es juego de espejos entre verdad y mixtificación, entre realidad e ilusión, entre hechos y conjeturas, entre personajes apócrifos e históricos. Pero nunca pierde de vista que hay juegos poéticos y juegos criminales. Ampliación del último capítulo de su anterior novela, significativamente titulada La literatura nazi en América, en Estrella distante hay constantes indicios de la referida discriminación. Juan Stein y Diego Soto, directores de los dos talleres literarios de Santiago de Chile están en las antípodas del cerril Nicasio Ibacache, ciegamente fascinado por la obra (sic) de Wieder. Lorenzo, la acróbata ermitaña, es un gran artista aunque escribe y pinta con los pies porque perdió sus brazos en un accidente y nada tiene que ver con la pintora ultraderechista Rebeca Vivar Vivanco. También hay diferencias entre los rasgos de humor y las torpezas descabelladas que mezclan las revistas y fanzines en los que aparece y vuelve a perderse la pista de Wieder.
En las secuencias finales, se alude a Bruno Schultz, el autor polaco asesinado por un nazi, en quien se intuye la personalidad inversa de un Wieder siempre «dueño de sí mismo». El narrador afirma «para mí Carlos Wieder era un criminal, no un poeta» y acto seguido colabora en el descubrimiento y desenlace del fugitivo. Pues bien, a pesar de estos reveladores indicios, algún crítico ha quedado prendado, no de Bolaño, sino de su destructivo y genial poeta inventado, apoyándose en una de las opiniones del personaje: «(…) nadie, absolutamente nadie, puede erigirse en juez de esa literatura menor que nace en la mofa, que se desarrolla en la mofa, que muere en la mofa». Pero, Wieder no tiene intención burlesca alguna, su disgresión estética es el mero pretexto de un frío asesino que se cree en el derecho de serlo impunemente y por eso el autor dicta sentencia y la ejecuta de forma inexorable. Hacer pivotar el libro de Bolaño sobre la dudosa luz de la citada frase, equivale a tergiversar obtusamente su intención frontalmente opuesta a quienes se atrincheran en la injustificable pretensión de otorgar a la excentricidad literaria (¿por qué sólo a ella?) el derecho de eludir cualquier enjuiciamiento estético o/y ético.
Freixas saca un desigual partido a la mezcla de materiales especulativos y sus pesares, y concluye con una postura positiva pero matizada: Miriam, en su conformable marco, cerca de su hija recién nacida, se siente feliz, pero advierte un encogimiento, un miedo y no cabe explicar el fondo de tristeza que la asedia, como aquella Laura barojiana de la soledad sin remedio. Tan es así que se pregunta: «¿Miedo, en plena felicidad?». La respuesta contiene un restringido vitalismo: miedo a perderla y no saber gozarla plenamente.
The New York Times-bestselling authors return with a heart-stopping new novel.
O n the first day of Royal Ascot, the world's most famous horse race, the crowd rejoices in a string of winning favorites. Ned Talbot has worked all his life as a bookmaker – taking over the family business from his grandfather – so he knows not to expect any sympathy from the punters as they count their winnings, and he his losses. He's seen the ups and downs before – but, as the big gambling conglomerates muscle in on small concerns like his, Ned wonders if it's worth it any more.
When a gray-haired man steps forward from the crowd claiming to be his father, Ned's life is thrown into far deeper turmoil. He'd been told since he was a baby that his parents had died in a car crash.
Barely an hour later, his newly found father is stabbed by an unknown assailant in the Ascot parking lot. Blood oozing from his abdomen, his father warns Ned to 'be very careful.' But of whom? Of what? Ned finds himself in a race to solve his father's riddle – a race where coming in second could cost him more than even money – it could cost him his life…
A suspicious death, a pregnant woman suddenly gone missing: Quirke's latest case leads him inexorably toward the dark machinations of an old foe.
Perhaps Quirke has been down among the dead too long. Lately the Irish pathologist has suffered hallucinations and blackouts, and he fears the cause is a brain tumor. A specialist diagnoses an old head injury caused by a savage beating; all that's needed, the doctor declares, is an extended rest. But Quirke, ever intent on finding his place among the living, is not about to retire.
One night during a June heat wave, a car crashes into a tree in central Dublin and bursts into flames. The police assume the driver's death was either an accident or a suicide, but Quirke's examination of the body leads him to believe otherwise. Then his daughter Phoebe gets a mysterious visit from an acquaintance: the woman, who admits to being pregnant, says she fears for her life, though she won't say why. When the woman later disappears, Phoebe asks her father for help, and Quirke in turn seeks the assistance of his old friend Inspector Hackett. Before long the two men find themselves untangling a twisted string of events that takes them deep into a shadowy world where one of the city's most powerful men uses the cover of politics and religion to make obscene profits.
Even the Dead-Benjamin Black's seventh novel featuring the endlessly fascinating Quirke-is a story of surpassing intensity and surprising beauty.
In the summer of 1947, an unidentified object crashed in Roswell, New Mexico. There were no survivors. Now it’s happened again. But this time, two creatures have emerged from the wreckage alive . . . One is a small being that is kind and benevolent, brimming with intense emotion and intelligence. The other, however, is an animal of remarkable strength and power. It has been brought clandestinely to our world with one sole purpose: the total extinction of all life on Earth. It is called the Destroyer of Worlds. Only the Event Group, the most secret agency in the history of the U.S. government, is prepared to wage battle against such a creature. The Event Group is a dedicated collection of the nation’s most brilliant men and women of science, philosophy and the military. Their difficult task: solving the mysteries of the past and uncovering the hidden truths behind the myths and legends propagated throughout world history. In doing so they protect America from past mistakes---and ensure that history’s errors will never be repeated. An act of war that started in New Mexico decades ago, and was covered up by another far darker organization, has been discovered by the Group at the same time as the new and seemingly identical incident threatens to wipe out the Earth’s population. In the desert wastelands of the American Southwest, a battle is about to commence as the two creatures set out to fulfill their own destinies among the human race. Led by the valiant Major Jack Collins, the Event Group wages total war in the heat-soaked sands of the desert landscape. Using the benevolent creature as an ally and resource, they combine forces with the powerful might of the U.S. military and prepare themselves for an epic battle against the most dangerous threat against human existence that history has ever seen. Event tells of an epic struggle between two worlds. Author David Lynn Golemon has written a classic supernatural thriller, each page bringing human civilization closer to extinction, that proves a blistering roller-coaster ride of thrills and adventure.
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
“A truly harrowing murder plot… An ambitious foray…deep into Hannibal Lecter territory… The extravagantly gifted Connolly, living up to his title, is never too busy for another flashback to Bird’s violent past en route to his final confrontation with the Traveling Man.” – Kirkus Reviews
“For me, the best thing about an author’s first novel is its untarnished honesty. John Connolly’s EVERY DEAD THING has that reckless intensity. Set against the gritty canvas of a serial killer loose in New York City, John Connolly’s writing is as lilting and refreshing and as tempestuous as an Irish rainstorm. Warning: Don’t start this book unless you have time to finish it.” – Paul Lindsay, former FBI agent and author of Witness to the Truth
“Classic American crime fiction; it’s hard to believe that John Connolly was born and raised on the Emerald Isle.” – amazon.com
“[A] darkly ingenious debut novel… The New Orleanssequence of the novel sing[s]… The rural Virginia town is petty, bitter perfection: no mean feat for a native Dubliner. The prose rings of ’40s L.A. noir, à la Chandler and Hammett, but the grisly deaths, poetic cops, and psychic episodes set this tale apart.” – Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“An ambitious, moral, disturbing tale with a stunning climax… In many ways its terror quotient exceeds that of Thomas Harris’ great work.” – The Times (London)
“Connolly writes with confidence, a swaggering self-assurance that is almost breathtaking in a first novel.” – Dublin Evening Herald (Ireland)
“A debut novel of stunning complexity… The tension starts on the first page and continues right through the last, concluding in a dramatic and ambiguous way that could disturb readers’ thoughts for days. A work of fiction that stays with you long after the book is closed is a rare and beautiful thing. This one goes right up there on the year’s list of the best.” – St. Petersburg Times (FL)
“A nonstop, action-packed tale that also has a warm side where love and loyalty (not DNA) make a person human.” – Barnesandnoble.com
“Shades of The Silence of the Lambs here-but this debut book by Dubliner Connolly also has echoes of James Crumley, Patricia Cornwell, and Lawrence Block… A terrifying finale… Connolly manages to keep the tension simmering right to the very end.” – Express Star (UK)
“Absolutely spellbinding… This is not a book for the timid.” – Naples Daily News (FL)
“A big, meaty, often superbly written novel-astonishing, for a first-time author, in its scope and apparent veracity… A book of sudden, horrifying violence and no-holds-barred explicit scene-of-the-crime detail… A painstakingly researched crime novel, impressive both in terms of its driven central character [and] its scrupulously evoked geography… Impressive, too, is the superior, topflight prose and sheer momentum of the plot.” – Tangled Web (UK)
“[An] exciting, scary, and darkly humorous story that deserves to be a success.” – Irish News
“A highly intelligent and exciting novel, with almost enough action and story for two books. The grim and grisly events are emotionally balanced by the book’s dark humor and Bird’s vulnerability.” – Library Journal
“[A] stunning debut… Painstaking research, superb characterization, and an ability to tell a story that’s chilling and thought-provoking make this a terrific thriller.” – The Mirror (UK)
“Brilliant… While Thomas Harris’ Hannibal is the year’s most anticipated thriller, John Connolly’s EVERY DEAD THING might just be the best… A real adrenaline rush… Simply too good to be missed-or to put down.” – The Clarion-Ledger (Jackson, MS)
“A truly harrowing murder plot… An ambitious foray…deep into Hannibal Lecter territory… The extravagantly gifted Connolly, living up to his title, is never too busy for another flashback to Bird’s violent past en route to his final confrontation with the Traveling Man.” – Kirkus Reviews
“For me, the best thing about an author’s first novel is its untarnished honesty. John Connolly’s EVERY DEAD THING has that reckless intensity. Set against the gritty canvas of a serial killer loose in New York City, John Connolly’s writing is as lilting and refreshing and as tempestuous as an Irish rainstorm. Warning: Don’t start this book unless you have time to finish it.” – Paul Lindsay, former FBI agent and author of Witness to the Truth
“Classic American crime fiction; it’s hard to believe that John Connolly was born and raised on the Emerald Isle.” – amazon.com
“[A] darkly ingenious debut novel… The New Orleanssequence of the novel sing[s]… The rural Virginia town is petty, bitter perfection: no mean feat for a native Dubliner. The prose rings of ’40s L.A. noir, à la Chandler and Hammett, but the grisly deaths, poetic cops, and psychic episodes set this tale apart.” – Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“An ambitious, moral, disturbing tale with a stunning climax… In many ways its terror quotient exceeds that of Thomas Harris’ great work.” – The Times (London)
“Connolly writes with confidence, a swaggering self-assurance that is almost breathtaking in a first novel.” – Dublin Evening Herald (Ireland)
“A debut novel of stunning complexity… The tension starts on the first page and continues right through the last, concluding in a dramatic and ambiguous way that could disturb readers’ thoughts for days. A work of fiction that stays with you long after the book is closed is a rare and beautiful thing. This one goes right up there on the year’s list of the best.” – St. Petersburg Times (FL)
“A nonstop, action-packed tale that also has a warm side where love and loyalty (not DNA) make a person human.” – Barnesandnoble.com
“Shades of The Silence of the Lambs here-but this debut book by Dubliner Connolly also has echoes of James Crumley, Patricia Cornwell, and Lawrence Block… A terrifying finale… Connolly manages to keep the tension simmering right to the very end.” – Express Star (UK)
“Absolutely spellbinding… This is not a book for the timid.” – Naples Daily News (FL)
“A big, meaty, often superbly written novel-astonishing, for a first-time author, in its scope and apparent veracity… A book of sudden, horrifying violence and no-holds-barred explicit scene-of-the-crime detail… A painstakingly researched crime novel, impressive both in terms of its driven central character [and] its scrupulously evoked geography… Impressive, too, is the superior, topflight prose and sheer momentum of the plot.” – Tangled Web (UK)
“[An] exciting, scary, and darkly humorous story that deserves to be a success.” – Irish News
“A highly intelligent and exciting novel, with almost enough action and story for two books. The grim and grisly events are emotionally balanced by the book’s dark humor and Bird’s vulnerability.” – Library Journal
“[A] stunning debut… Painstaking research, superb characterization, and an ability to tell a story that’s chilling and thought-provoking make this a terrific thriller.” – The Mirror (UK)
“Brilliant… While Thomas Harris’ Hannibal is the year’s most anticipated thriller, John Connolly’s EVERY DEAD THING might just be the best… A real adrenaline rush… Simply too good to be missed-or to put down.” – The Clarion-Ledger (Jackson, MS)
"Moves like a Tornado." – James Patterson
Terror claws into the lives of an American family…
On a quiet night in their tranquil suburban home, the Fulton family awakens to a nightmare. Four armed men force bank manager Dan Fulton to steal a quarter million dollars from his branch – strapping remote-detonation bombs on him, his wife, Lori, and their young son.
A relentless reporter discovers an agonizing secret…
The FBI moves swiftly with a major investigation while Kate Page, a reporter with a newswire service, digs deep into the story. In the wake of the Fulton family's abduction, questions emerge, including one of the most troubling: is the case linked to Lori Fulton's tragic past?
Time ticks down on a chilling plan…
Working as fast as they can, Kate and the investigators inch closer to a devastating truth – it's not only the Fultons' lives at stake, but thousands of others… and every second counts in the race to save them.
It is early evening, summer time and hot. Two eleven year old girls, Alice and Ronnie, are on their way home from a swimming party when they happen to see a baby’s stroller, with baby girl sleeping inside, left unattended on the top step of a house. Ronnie says to Alice: “We have to take care of this baby.” But what exactly does she mean? Four days later the body of little Olivia Barnes is discovered in a hut in Baltimore ’s rambling Leakin Park by a young rookie detective, Nancy Porter. What can have happened in those four days to bring about this appalling crime? The girls are arrested and found guilty. Seven years later Ronnie and Alice, now eighteen, are released from their separate prisons, back into their old neighbourhood where the mother of baby Olivia still lives. Another child goes missing, and Nancy Porter and her partner get the case…
Matthew Scudder is finally leading a comfortable life. He's sober, he's married, and the state just gave him a private investigator's license. He's growing older, and he's even getting respectable. Then Scudder signs on to help his closest and most unlikely friend, the larger-than-life Hell's Kitchen hoodlum Mick Ballou. And all hell breaks loose. Scudder finds out he's not so respectable after all. He learns the spruced-up sidewalks of New York are as mean as they ever were, dark and gritty and stained with blood. And he discovers he's living in a world where the past is a minefield, the present is a war zone, and the future's an open question.
