And,” Aragón said, “she has shame, too. Not your shame. Your shame is a luxury. Her shame is a stain you put on her soul.” I am saving for new clothes for her,” Silvia snarled, patting her daughter’s head. “It was not a revealing dress. It was too small.” Orphan X is the most exciting thriller I've read since The Bourne Identity ... A new thriller superstar is born! Robert Crais But she looked right through them all to Nico Esposito. Then she drifted to the boy’s table, the crowd parting. When she crouched in front of him, his distorted face lit up with joy. She took his hands and helped him to his feet. Aragón began his toast. “Today you turn eighteen.” He paused, caught off guard by the emotion graveling his deep voice. “You become an adult in the eyes of the law. For me and your mamá—who wishes with all her heart that she could be here—this is wondrous. And yet also bittersweet.”

Couldn’t help yourself.” Aragón paced over, breathing down on Chucho’s head until he lifted his gaze. “You want to give her that power? You want to let a nineteen-year-old girl reduce you? A husband? A father? A son? Reduce you to a savage?” E]xcellent...Nonstop action and relentless pacing are matched by deeply philosophical and powerfully emotional undertones. Unlike comparable series that tend to lose steam after several installments, this series just gets better as it evolves." - Publishers Weekly (starred review)

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Aragón watched his girl glide across the maple hardwood, her hips and shoulders moving separately and yet in sync, an orbit of muscle and grace. As if music was a language that spoke through her body when she danced. Anjelina’s purity—her inner light—brought a familiar ache to his chest. That the world did not deserve her. That it would hurt her as it was designed to hurt all beautiful young women. And that even if he summoned the whole of the power and menace at his disposal to preserve her innocence, he would eventually fail, because innocence was destined for spoiling. Slumped bonelessly in a chair at the periphery, the Esposito boy watched from beneath his mother’s wing. Twelve years old with ankle-foot orthotics bowing out his sneakers on either side. His arms, wrapped in elbow-prophylactic braces, were splayed wide as if anticipating a hug. Last year Aragón had had him flown to the Cerebral Palsy Clinic at Cook Children’s in Fort Worth so he could be neuroimaged and fitted with carbon-fiber prosthetics. Nonstop action and relentless pacing are matched by deeply philosophical and powerfully emotional undertones. Unlike comparable series that tend to lose steam after several instalments, this series just gets better as it evolves Publishers Weekly

Hurwitz has written, developed and produced for television and written screen plays for the adaptations of many of his books. He is scheduled to write the film adaptation of Orphan X, his latest series in 2017. He is known for in-depth, and sometimes unorthodox research into his writing subjects. He has even gone as far as sneaking onto demolition ranges with Navy SEALS, going undercover into cults and swimming with sharks. A stellar series, and the stories get better with each instalment. [Evan Smoak is] the man you want in your corner when justice is needed Daily Mail

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Tonight was her eighteenth birthday. And yet she’d recut and altered her quinceañera dress, not wanting to waste money on something new, on something that would put her even more fully in the spotlight. She didn’t want to appear garish in front of the other girls from Eden, this expanse of unincorporated land upstream from Brownsville on the north bank of the yellow-brown sludge of the Rio Grande. Orphan X blows the doors off most thrillers I've read and catapults the readers on a cat-and-mouse that feels like a missile launch. Read this book. You will thank me later David Baldacci Aragón realized that his own cheeks were wet. And yet he was unashamed. Like them all, he was blessed to breathe the same air as his daughter, to admire her and know that some part of her was his and some part of him hers. Yes. Yes. Sheeran. And that bad haircut you got before your confirmation. Your first dance. That time you crashed your car—” He crossed himself. “Our trip to Zihuatanejo during Semana Santa and the fight we had over that string bikini—” As he started for her, Eduardo grasped his biceps gently. As Aragón’s right-hand man, he was permitted a casual proximity that Aragón’s other men wouldn’t dare attempt. “The business we discussed, Patrón,” he said quietly. “It requires you. We have him waiting in the next room.”

The one perfect thing he’d ever had a hand in creating, and now he was haunted by her very existence—her vulnerability in a world that contained men like him. The curse of every father who loved beyond logic, beyond reason. The Orphan X series is a thriller series which began publication in 2016. Author Gregg Hurwitz is a New York Times Bestselling Author of 18 books, and is also a New York Times bestselling comic book writer, having written Wolverine and Punisher stories for Marvel as well as Batman and Penguin stories for DC comics. Many of his books have been nominated for numerous awards, as well as shortlisted twice for Best Novel of the Year by International Thriller Writers. Standing now at the edge of the spit-polished dance floor watching his daughter pinball between clusters of friends in her burnt-orange quinceañera dress, he understood that he could not be as bad as his reputation suggested because she came from him. Anjelina’s hair fell across one eye. Her skin, smooth as satin. Tejano cheeks like her mother’s, broad and defined. The impossible sweetness of her gaze. Orphan X is his best yet - a real celebration of all the strengths Gregg Hurwitz brings to a thriller Lee Child A new series character to rival Reacher . . . anyone reading Orphan X won't be surprised that a cadre of peers, from Tess Gerritsen to Lee Child, have lined up to praise it IndependentAragón hesitated and regarded his daughter once more through the press of bodies. One of her girlfriends—Teresa, the chesty one—tugged at her hand, reeling her toward the dance floor. Feeding you ice chips when your wisdom teeth came out. How you cried yourself to sleep the night we had to put Lulu down. And now your eighteenth—” He stopped, his eyes moistening. Cleared his throat. And again. The room waited for him. He lifted his gaze to her once more. “I didn’t miss a second of you.” A masterpiece of suspense and thrills . . . Turn off the real world and dive into this amazing start to a new series Associated Press