One of the stories I am currently re-reading is, “The Historian.” by Elizabeth Kostova.  Since the first moment I read this novel a few years ago, I have always gone back to it. It fascinates me. My copy has 909 pages! So I absorb this lush story in small lavish dosages.

To you, perceptive reader, I bequeath my history…

Late one night, exploring her father’s library, a young woman finds an ancient book and a cache of yellowing letters addressed ominously to ‘My dear and unfortunate successor’. Her discovery plunges her into a world she never dreamed of – a labyrinth where the secrets of her father’s past and her mother’s mysterious fate connect to an evil hidden in the depths of history.

(Description from goodreads)