What happens to loving each other forever when your soulmate decides living forever is more important?

Yuki and Sam are soulmates.
They are destined to spend the rest of their lives together.
They are supposed to love one another, forever.

But when a miracle drug is created which can extend a human’s life, indefinitely, Sam decides to live forever, rather than love Yuki forever.

What comes next is a time-bending, decades-long, world-building epic set across the globe and narrated by an intersecting cast of characters. Who Wants to Live Forever is the greatest romance you will ever read without the happily ever after.


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“I have devoured this novel. Not just a genius concept, this is a beautifully written book with characters so real that by the end you’ll swear you’d really met them. A brilliant debut.”
– Louise Hare, Author of This Lovely City

“Who Wants to Live Forever is a deeply affecting novel about timing, family, desire, the fetishization of youth, the pursuit of greatness, and what we might be willing to sacrifice along the way. Hanna Thomas Uose has created a fully realized future; like the best speculative fiction, this novel holds a magnifying glass to familiar horrors: climate change, the evils of the pharmaceutical industry, international politics, and class disparities. But she’s also created memorable flesh and blood characters around this philosophical debate of eternity; their love and their losses will stick with me for, well, forever.’
– Katie Yee, author of Maggie: Or, A Man and a Woman Walk into a Bar

“Who Wants To Live Forever probes and searches, like the best fiction does, without necessarily providing answers to the questions it asks. What gives a human life value? Does more time on this earth actually equate to more happiness? What even is happiness? This is a novel of love and of ambition, of regrets and of acceptance, written by a writer in possession of a keen insight and a powerful empathy. Highly compelling.”
– Ian Russell-Hsieh, Author of I’m New Here


Taste the very first page

2039
Tokyo, March

March had only just begun – the cherry trees blossomed early now – and the sun shone white hot. Yuki was sitting in bed, propped up by a large pillow. Her eyelids fluttered. Each time they opened, she was astonished by the pinkness of it all. Through the window, pale petals drifted across the hazy azure of the sky and flitted in the clouds of leafing trees.

Her friends would be gathering soon to drink cool rice wine and eat sakura mochi beneath the flowers, pink-faced and laughing the same high-pitched cry as the white-eyed birds and bush warblers. Yuki hated to miss the party. Instead, the shrimp tempura her father had brought sat cold and askew on her lap. Jun would eat the leftovers, no doubt.

Rousing herself, she sipped on her warm tea and watched Midori leap through the air to catch a gliding petal in her hand. Yuki thought of Sam then – as she often did – and his face when she said she could feel her body as it aged, could feel her heart atrophy and brain cells burst. But, she understood now, that wasn’t how it felt at all. It was more like being blown away on a breeze.