Literature

Raj

Meredith is a member of a rich and conservative family, which caused her problems as a child because she didn't fit in anywhere. Over the years, however, she grew into a beautiful and self-confident woman, engaged to her love from school. And then she mee

Raj na zemlji

Rajnemanova razmena

The Rhinemann Exchange is a spy novel by Robert Ludlum, published in 1974. This suspenseful story is set during World War II and is characterized by intrigue, complex characters and Ludlum's signature twist-filled style.

Rajski vodoskoci

Vannemar Morgan's dream of linking Earth with the stars requires a 24,000-mile-high space elevator. But first he must solve a million technical, political, and economic problems while allaying the wrath of God. Includes a new introduction by the author.

Rakovac u Vinovrhu

In the novel Rakovac u Vinovrh, the character of an idealistically committed young man who fights against the economic and national oppression of Croatia appears.

Rakova djeca

Suspense crime novel by Pavel Pavličić. Black chronicle editor Ivo Remetin and inspector Šoštar investigate the mysterious murders of three people suffering from severe, incurable cancer.

Rakova djeca

Rakov's children are a tense read in which the editor of the black chronicle, Ivo Remetin, visits a friend who died in a traffic accident and becomes involved in an intriguing search for the killer of cancer patients.

Rakova obratnica

This is an accusation, a slander, a personal insult. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a continuous insult, a spit in the face of Art, a kick in the ass to God, Man, Fate, Time, Love, Beauty...whatever you want.

Rakova obratnica

This is an accusation, a slander, a personal insult. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a continuous insult, a spit in the face of Art, a foot in the tur against God, Man, Fate, Time, Love, Beauty...whatever you want.

Rakova obratnica

This is an accusation, a slander, a personal insult. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a continuous insult, a spit in the face of Art, a foot in the tur against God, Man, Fate, Time, Love, Beauty...whatever you want.