Winter of the World

Winter of the World

2012 | Historical Fiction | 928 pages

Winter of the World is the second novel in Ken Follett’s uniquely ambitious and deeply satisfying Century trilogy. On its own or read in sequence with Fall of Giants and Edge of Eternity, this is a magnificent, spellbinding epic of global conflict and personal drama. 

A Battle of Ideals
1933, and at Cambridge, Lloyd Williams is drawn to irresistible socialite Daisy Peshkov, who represents everything that his left-wing family despise, but Daisy is more interested in aristocratic Boy Fitzherbert, a leading light of the British Union of Fascists.
An Evil Uprising
Berlin is in turmoil. Eleven-year-old Carla von Ulrich struggles to understand the tensions disrupting her family as Hitler strengthens his grip on Germany. Many are resolved to oppose Hitler’s brutal regime – but are they willing to betray their country?
A Global Conflict on a Scale Never Seen Before
Shaken by the tyranny and the prospect of war, five interconnected families’ lives become ever more enmeshed. An international clash of military power and personal beliefs is sweeping the world, but what will this new war mean for those who must live through it?

 

1933

 

 Carla knew her parents were about to have a row. The second she walked into the kitchen she felt the hostility, like the bone deep cold of the wind that blew through the streets of Berlin before a February snowstorm. She almost turned and walked back out again.

      It was unusual for them to fight. Mostly they were affectionate – too much so. Carla cringed when they kissed in front of other people. Her friends thought it was strange: their parents did not do that. She had said that to her mother, once. Mother had laughed in a pleased way and said: ‘The day after our wedding, your father and I were separated by the Great War.’ She had been born English, though you could hardly tell. ‘I stayed in London while he came home to Germany and joined the army.’ Carla had heard this story many times, but Mother never tired of telling it. ‘We thought the war would last three months, but I didn’t see him again for five years. All that time I longed to touch him. Now I never tire of it.’

 

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“A consistently compelling portrait of a world in crisis.” - The Washington Post

 

"Gripping . . . powerful." - New York Times

 

"This book is truly epic . . . The reader will probably wish there was a thousand more pages." - The Huffington Post