Kamis, 24 Januari 2013

Madame Bovary: Color Illustrated, Formatted for E-Readers (Unabridged Version),

Madame Bovary: Color Illustrated, Formatted for E-Readers (Unabridged Version), by Gustave Flaubert

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Formatted for E-Readers, Unabridged & Original version. You will find it much more comfortable to read on your device/app. Easy on your eyes. Includes: 15 Colored Illustrations and Biography Madame Bovary (1856) is the French writer Gustave Flaubert's debut novel. The story focuses on a doctor's wife, Emma Bovary, who has adulterous affairs and lives beyond her means in order to escape the banalities and emptiness of provincial life. Though the basic plot is rather simple, even archetypal, the novel's true art lies in its details and hidden patterns. Flaubert was a notorious perfectionist and claimed always to be searching for le mot juste ("the precise word"). When it was first serialized in La Revue de Paris between 1 October 1856 and 15 December 1856, the novel was attacked for obscenity by public prosecutors. The resulting trial, held in January 1857, made the story notorious. After Flaubert's acquittal on 7 February 1857, Madame Bovary became a bestseller when it was published as a single volume in April 1857. The novel is now considered Flaubert's masterpiece, as well as a seminal work of realism and one of the most influential novels ever written. The British critic James Wood writes in How Fiction Works: "Flaubert established for good or ill, what most readers think of as modern realist narration and his influence is almost too familiar to be visible" Madame Bovary takes place in provincial northern France, near the town of Rouen in Normandy. Charles Bovary is a shy, oddly dressed teenager arriving at a new school where he is ridiculed by his new classmates. Charles struggles his way to a second-rate medical degree and becomes an officier de santé in the Public Health Service. He marries the woman his mother has chosen for him, the unpleasant but supposedly rich widow Heloise Dubuc. He sets out to build a practice in the village of Tostes (now Tôtes). One day, Charles visits a local farm to set the owner's broken leg and meets his patient's daughter, Emma Rouault. Emma is a beautiful, daintily dressed young woman who has received a "good education" in a convent. She has a powerful yearning for luxury and romance inspired by reading popular novels. Charles is immediately attracted to her and visits his patient far more often than necessary until Heloise's jealousy puts a stop to the visits. When Heloise dies, Charles waits a decent interval before courting Emma in earnest. Her father gives his consent, thus Emma and Charles marry. When Emma is nearly fully recovered, she and Charles attend the opera, at Charles' insistence, in nearby Rouen. The opera reawakens Emma's passions and she encounters Léon who, now educated and working in Rouen, is also attending the opera. They begin an affair. While Charles believes that she is taking piano lessons, Emma travels to the city each week to meet Léon, always in the same room of the same hotel, which the two come to view as their home. The love affair is ecstatic at first, but by degrees Léon grows bored with Emma's emotional excesses and Emma grows ambivalent about Léon, who himself becomes more like the mistress in the relationship, comparing poorly, at least implicitly, with the rakish and domineering Rodolphe. Emma indulges her fancy for luxury goods with purchases made on credit from the crafty merchant Lheureux, who arranges for her to obtain power of attorney over Charles’ estate. Emma's debt steadily mounts.

Madame Bovary: Color Illustrated, Formatted for E-Readers (Unabridged Version), by Gustave Flaubert

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  • Published on: 2015-09-01
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Madame Bovary: Color Illustrated, Formatted for E-Readers (Unabridged Version), by Gustave Flaubert

Review "Madame Bovary is like the railroad stations erected in its epoch: graceful, even floral, but cast of iron." --John UpdikeFrom the Trade Paperback edition.

Review "[Flaubert's] masterwork has been given the English translation it deserves." -Kathryn Harrison, The New York Times Book Review "[A] brilliant new translation." -Lee Siegel, The New York Observer "[Davis] has a finer ear for the natural cadences of English, in narrative and dialogue, than any of her predecessors, and there are many moments in her Madame Bovary when one pauses to admire how clean and spare a sentence seems by comparison with its earlier translated versions. . . . Only a very good writer indeed could have written it. . . . The bones of the original French show clearly through her English, and the rawness of her translation is, on the whole, invigorating." -Jonathan Raban, The New York Review of Books "How tickled Madame Bovary herself would be by the latest homage paid to her. . . . I'm grateful to Davis for luring me back to Madame Bovary and for giving us a version which strikes me as elegant and alive." -Maureen Corrigan, NPR's Fresh Air "Flaubert's obsessive masterpiece finally gets the obsessive translation it deserves." -New York "Davis is the best fiction writer ever to translate the novel. . . . [Her] work shares the Flaubertian virtues of compression, irony and an extreme sense of control. . . . Davis's Madame Bovary is a linguistically careful version, in the modern style, rendered into an unobtrusively American English." -Julian Barnes, London Review of Books "Davis captures with precision the sensitivity of the novel's language. . . . [Her] version . . . ultimately demonstrates her own empathy with Emma." -The New Republic "At last, the real Madame Bovary . . . The publication of the Davis version is an event. . . . Davis has come closer than any previous translator to capturing Flaubert's style and content accurately for English-language readers. . . . Her version benefits from her finesse as a writer and seems fresh and different compared to other translations." -The American Spectator "Davis has produced a very fine [translation that] displays a cool detachment not at all dissimilar to Flaubert's own." -The New Criterion "Davis [is] operating in top form in her new translation of Madame Bovary. . . . I was struck delirious by the force of Flaubert's writing, and the precision (the perfection) of Davis's translation." -Macy Halford, The New Yorker's Book Bench "Davis's edition should bring a new generation to Flaubert's classic of bourgeois ennui and adultery." -Newsday "A new translation that spans the ages [and] hews as close to the original as may be possible. . . . Davis's translation strives for-and largely achieves-the flavor of Flaubert's realism. . . . It provides such an unfussy, straightforward narrative that it underscores how truly modern a writer Flaubert was." -BookPage "Davis has forged a masterpiece out of a masterpiece. . . . This Madame Bovary is a veritable page-turner. . . . In French, the story leapt out at me like a hallucinatory Technicolor poem; in the lapidary English of Lydia Davis, I receive the same frisson of recognition-that the novel still lives. . . . Thanks to Lydia Davis, the book remains: a great, companionlike, eternal gilded mirror of Flaubert's world." -Neil Baldwin, The Faster Times "Davis . . . does a brilliant job of capturing Flaubert's diamond-hard style. . . . Davis's English prose has precisely the qualities she notes that Flaubert was striving for in French; it is 'clear and direct, economical and precise.' This translation reminds you what an aggressively modern writer Flaubert is." -Kirkus Reviews "[Davis] is one of the most innovative prose stylists of our time, and thus an excellent match for Flaubert's masterpiece. Flaubert's sentences are certainly sonorous in French, and the sentences in this translation reveal a similar attention to sound. . . . We are in debt to Flaubert for his influence on much of the writing we have today; the extent of our debt has never been so clear." -The Believer Acclaim for Lydia Davis and her translation of Swann's Way "[Her] capacity to make language unleash entire states of existence reveals the extent to which Davis's fiction is influenced by her work as a translator." -The New York Times "Few writers now working make the words on the page matter more." -Jonathan Franzen "Davis is the best prose stylist in America." -Rick Moody "Swann's Way is transformed into something even more enchanting in Lydia Davis's new translation." -Vanity Fair "Davis is closer, much closer, to Proust's French. . . . [Her] Swann's Way is one of those translations . . . that put the question of languages out of your mind, and leave you only with questions of language." -The Village Voice "Accessible and faithful to Proust. Davis replicates the hesitations and digressions, the backward looks and forward glances that swell Proust's sentences and send them cascading to their conclusion-without sacrificing the natural air of his style." -Los Angeles Times Book Review "Davis is an extraordinary technician of language, capable of revealing elusive human tendencies through the most unusual means." -Bookforum "[Davis] commands language and imagery, playing the reader like a master." -Los Angeles Times "The subtleties of the French language, in spite of their difficulty, hold no secrets from you. . . . No literary genre deters you. You helped to make known to the English-speaking public some of the finest French literature of the century. . . . You have found a way not only to put your many talents at the service of the French language and culture, but also to place your stamp on the literary legacy of our times." -French Insignia of the Order of Arts and Letters citation

Language Notes Text: English (translation) Original Language: French


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118 of 123 people found the following review helpful. The Hope Diamond of Novels By Bruce Kendall Making a statement like Madame Bovary is the "greatest" novel ever written would be superfluous. It could be argued that it is the most perfectly written novel in the history of letters and that in creating it, Flaubert mastered the genre. What can't be argued is that it is one of the most influential novels ever written. It changed the face of literature as no other novel has, and has been appreciated and acknowledged by virtually every important novelist who was either Flaubert's contemporary or who came after him. It's interesting to see the range in opinion that still surrounds this novel. Some of the Readers here at Amazon are morally affronted by the novel's central character, viewing her as something sinister and "unlikeable," and panning the novel for this reason. Such a reaction recalls the negative reviews Bovary engendered soon after its initial publication. It was attacked by many of the authorities of French literature at the time for being ugly and perverse, and for the impression that the novel presented no properly moral frame. These readers didn't "like" Emma much either, and they took their dislike out on her creator. But this is one of the factors making Madame Bovary "modern". One of the hallmarks of modern novels is that they often portray unsympathetic characters, and Emma certainly falls into this category. How can we as readers "like" a woman who elbows her toddler daughter away from her so forcefully that the child "fell against the chest of drawers, and cut her cheek on the brass curtain-holder." After this pernicious behavior, Emma has a few brief moments of self-castigation and maybe even remorse, but very soon is struck by "what an ugly child" Berthe is. Emma's self-centeredness borders on solipsism. For readers looking for maternal instincts in their female characters or for a depiction of a devoted wife, they had better turn to Pearl S. Buck and The Good Earth, perhaps, rather than to Flaubert. Much has been made of Flaubert's attempts to remove himself from the narrative, that he was searching for some sort of ultimate objectivity. His narrative technique is much more complex than that, however. It is his employment of a shifting narrative, sometimes objective, sometimes subjective, that again is an indicator of the novel's modernity. At times the narrator is merely reporting events or is involved in providing descriptive details. Yet often the authorial voice makes rather plain how the reader is to look at Emma and her plebeian persona. When she finally succumbs to Rodolphe and thinks she is truly in love, Flaubert becomes downright cynical: " `I've a lover, a lover,' she said to herself again and again, revelling in the thought as if she had attained a second puberty. At last she would know the delights of love, the feverish joys of which she had despaired. She was entering a marvelous world where all was passion, ecstasy, delirium." Emma is a neurasthenic, in the modern sense, but in the 19th century she would have been said to suffer from hysteria, a mental condition diagnosed primarily in women. When her lovers leave her, she has what amounts to nervous breakdowns. After Rodolphe leaves her she makes herself so sick that she comes near death. Her imagination is much too powerful and too impressionable for her own good. This is part of the reason for Flaubert's oft-repeated quote, "Bovary, c'est moi." Flaubert was a neurasthenic as well and could easily work himself into a swoon as a result of his imaginative flights. There is even conjecture that he may have been, like Dostoevsky, an epileptic, and it is further intimated that this disorder was brought on by nerves, though this may be dubious, medically speaking. Madame Bovary is not flawless, but it comes awfully close. It is one of the great controlled experiments in the fiction of any era. It even anticipates cinematic technique in many instances, but particularly in the scene at the Agricultural Fair. Note how Flaubert juxtaposes the utterly mundane activities and speeches occurring in the town square with Rodolphe's equally inane seduction of Emma in the empty Council Chamber above the square:"He took her hand and she did not withdraw it.""`General Prize!' cried the Chairman.'""`Just now, for instance, when I came to call on you...'""Monsieur Bizet of Quincampoix.""`...how could I know that I should escort you here?'""Seventy francs!""`And I've stayed with you, because I couldn't tear myself away, though I've tried a hundred times.'""Manure!"This is representative Flaubert. With a few deft strokes, he lays the whole absurdity of both the seduction and the provincial's activities bare.If you have read this book previously and have come away feeling demoralized and even angered, please try reading it again, this time concentrating on the richness of its metaphors, Flaubert's mastery of foreshadowing, symbolism and description. Maybe you will come away with your viewpoint changed. For those who have not yet read this classic of classics, I know that if your mind remains open, you will come away with an appreciation for this master-novelist and for this monumental work.

63 of 68 people found the following review helpful. Skip this edition By Paul T. Klammer Skip this. Footnotes in the middle of pages with no source reference in the page. Use of obscure terms (form for bench), choppy uneven language. I compared this to another paper edition I own. The translation is poor at best. Sometimes you do get exactly what you pay for.

44 of 47 people found the following review helpful. Flaubert Would Roll Over in his Grave By Ann Seymour Having originally read MADAME BOVARY in French, I am bound to find English versions disappointing, though, over the years, I have twice read acceptable translations. From Amazon, I bought the General Books paperback, and I cannot comprehend how Marx Aveling could allow it to appear for sale, especially after her adoring Flaubert prologue. The publisher scanned her copy without proofing it, and there are so many typos it's virtually unreadable.The language is as forced and artificial as Flaubert's is natural and true. He created such marvelous characters that they manage to struggle through this mess and touch the reader. But I implore people not to read this genius author in this disgrace of a book. - Ann Seymour

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Jumat, 11 Januari 2013

An Heir Fit for a King: Christmas at the Castello (bonus novella) (One Night With Consequences),

An Heir Fit for a King: Christmas at the Castello (bonus novella) (One Night With Consequences), by Abby Green, Amanda Cinelli

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From the essence of desire…a king's baby! While exiled King Alix Saint Croix lies in wait to reclaim his throne, a mistress would provide a welcome distraction. Entering a Parisian perfume house to buy a fragrance for a current lover, he leaves with a powerful craving for another woman altogether—stunningly exotic perfumer Leila Verughese.  The very smell of Alix awakens Leila's every nerve. If she's going to give her innocence to anyone, who better than a king? But it's an alchemy with life-changing repercussions… Leila's life spirals out of control, until she realizes her power… She's carrying a royal heir!

An Heir Fit for a King: Christmas at the Castello (bonus novella) (One Night With Consequences), by Abby Green, Amanda Cinelli

  • Amazon Sales Rank: #1490863 in Books
  • Published on: 2015-09-15
  • Original language: English
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  • Dimensions: 6.56" h x .50" w x 4.22" l, .21 pounds
  • Binding: Mass Market Paperback
  • 240 pages
An Heir Fit for a King: Christmas at the Castello (bonus novella) (One Night With Consequences), by Abby Green, Amanda Cinelli

Review RT Magazine Review:After Paris perfume store owner Leila Verughese meets exiled playboy king Alix Saint Croix, she immediately denies her attraction to him. But Alix is persistent, and Leila eventually gives in and ends up pregnant with Alix's child. Alix regains his kingdom and sets about proving to Leila that he wants her. Excellent backstory and sparkling descriptions make Green's story a must-read. The way Leila's perfumes are described is quite evocative, as are Alix's feelings about his homeland.Reviewed by: Alexandra Kay

About the Author Abby Green spent her teens reading Mills & Boon romances. She then spent many years working in the Film and TV industry as an Assistant Director. One day while standing outside an actor's trailer in the rain, she thought: there has to be more than this. So she sent off a partial to Harlequin Mills & Boon. After many rewrites, they accepted her first book and an author was born. She lives in Dublin, Ireland and you can find out more here: www.abby-green.comAmanda was born and raised in an Irish- Italian family in the suburbs of County Dublin, Ireland. Her passion for writing developed at a young age as a necessary outlet for an overactive imagination. She now splits her time between being a stay at home mom and writing love stories. 

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Leila Verughese was just wondering morosely to herself what would happen when her dwindling supplies of perfume ran out completely when out of the corner of her eye she spotted something and turned to look, glad of the distraction to her maudlin thoughts.It was a sleek black car, pulled up outside her small House of Leila perfume shop. The shop she'd inherited from her mother, on the Place Vendome in Paris. When she took a closer look she saw a veritable fleet of sleek black cars. The lead one had flags flying on the bonnet, but Leila couldn't make out what country they were from—even though she'd spent most of her life identifying the glamorous comings and goings from the exclusive Ritz Hotel across the square.A man hopped out of the front of the car, clearly a bodyguard of some sort, with an earpiece in his ear. He looked around before opening the back door and Leila's eyes widened when she saw who emerged. As if they had to widen purely to be able to take him in better.It was a man—unmistakably and unashamedly a man. Which was a ridiculous thing to think… One was either a man or a woman, after all. But it was as if his very masculinity reached out before him like a crackling energy. He uncoiled to a height well over six feet, towering over the smaller, blockier man beside him. Powerfully built, with broad shoulders in a long black overcoat.He looked as if he was about to come towards Leila's shop when he stopped suddenly, and Leila saw a moment of irritation cross his face before he turned back to talk to someone who had to be in the back of the car. A wife? A girlfriend? He went and put a big hand on the roof of the car as he consulted the person inside.Leila caught a glimpse of a long length of bare toned thigh and a flash of blonde hair and then the man straightened again and began striding towards the shop, flanked by his minders.It was only now that Leila even registered his face. She'd never seen anything so boldly beautiful in all her life. Dark olive skin—dark enough to be Arabic? High cheekbones and a sensual mouth. It might have been pretty if it hadn't been for the deep-set eyes, strong brows and even stronger jaw, which had clenched now, along with that look of irritation.He had short hair—dark, cut close to his skull. Which had that same beautiful masculine shape as his face.Shock held Leila still for a long moment as he got closer and closer. For a second, just before the shop door opened, his eyes caught hers and she had the strangest notion of a huge sleek bird of prey, swooping down to pick her up in his talons and carry her away.The dark-haired shop assistant behind the glass of the shop barely impinged on Alix Saint Croix's consciousness as he strode to the door. Surprise me. His mouth tightened. If he'd been able to say that the previous night had been…pleasurable, he might have been more inclined to 'surprise' his lover. He was a man who was not used to obeying the demands of anyone else, and the only reason he was indulging Carmen's sudden whim for perfume was because he was all too eager to get away from her.She'd arrived in his suite the previous evening, and their subsequent lovemaking had been…adequate. Alix had found himself wondering when was the last time he'd been so consumed with lust or by a woman that he'd lost his mind in pleasure? Never, a little voice had whispered as his lover had sauntered from the bed to the bathroom, making sure all her assets were displayed to best advantage.Alix had been bored. And, because women seemed to have a seventh sense designed purely to detect that, his lover had become very uncharacteristically compliant and sweet. So much so that it had set Alix's teeth on edge. And after a day of watching waif-thin models prancing up and down a catwalk he was even more on edge.But, as his advisor had pointed out when he'd grumbled to him on the phone earlier, 'This is good, Alix. It's helping us lull them into a false sense of security: they believe you have nothing on your agenda but the usual round of socialising and modelising.'Alix did not like being considered a modeliser, and he pushed open the door to the shop with more force than was necessary, finally registering the shop assistant who was looking at him with a mixture of shock and awe on her face.He also registered within the same nanosecond that she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life.The door shut behind him, a small bell tinkling me-lodically, but he didn't notice. She had pale olive skin, a straight nose and full soft lips. Sexy. A firm, yet delicate jaw. High cheekbones. Her hair was a sleek fall of black satin behind her shoulders and Alix had the bizarre compulsion to reach out and see if it would slip through his fingers like silk.But it was her eyes that floored him… They were huge light emerald gems with the longest black lashes, framed by gracefully arched black brows. She looked like a Far Eastern princess.'Who are you?'Was that his voice? It sounded like a croak. Stunned. There was an instant fire kindling in his belly and his blood. The fire he'd lamented the lack of last night. It was as if his body was ahead of his brain in terms of absorbing her beauty.She blinked and those long lashes veiled her stunning eyes for a moment.'I'm the owner of the shop, Leila Verughese.'The name suited her. Exotic. Alix somehow found the necessary motor skills to put out his hand. 'Alix Saint Croix.'Recognition flashed in her eyes, unmistakable. She flushed, her cheeks going a pretty shade of pink and Alix surmised cynically that of course she'd heard of him.Who hadn't?Her hand slipped into his then, small and delicate, cool, and the effect was like a rocket launching deep inside Alix. His blood boiled and his hand tightened reflexively around hers.He struggled to make sense of this immediate and extreme physical and mental reaction. He was used to seeing a woman and assessing her from a distance, his desires firmly under control. This woman… Leila…was undeniably beautiful, yes. But she was dressed like a pharmacist, with a white coat over a very plain blue shirt and black trousers. Even in flat shoes, though, she was relatively tall, reaching his shoulder. He found himself imagining her in spindly high heels, how close her mouth would be if he wanted to just bend down slightly…She took her hand back and Alix blinked.'You are looking for a perfume?'Alix's brain felt sluggish. Perfume? Why was he looking for perfume? Carmen. Waiting for him in the car. Immediately he scowled again, and the woman in front of him took a step back.He put out a hand. 'Sorry, no…' He cursed silently—what was wrong with him? 'That is, yes, I'm looking for a perfume. For someone.'The woman looked at him. 'Do you have any particular scent in mind?'Alix dragged his gaze from her with an effort and looked around the small shop for the first time. Each wall was mirrored glass, with glass shelves and counters. Glass and gold perfume bottles covered the surfaces, giving the space a golden hue.The decor was opulent without being stifling. And there wasn't the stench of overpowering perfume that Alix would normally associate with a shop like this. The ambience was cool, calm. Serene. Like her. He realised that she exuded a sense of calm and that he was reacting to that as well.Almost absently he said, 'I'm looking for a scent for my mistress.'When there was no immediate reaction such as Alix was used to—he said what he wanted and people jumped—he looked at the woman. Her mouth was pursed and an unmistakable air of disapproval was being directed at him. Intriguing. No one ever showed Alix their true reactions.He arched a brow. 'You have a problem with that?'To his further fascination her cheeks coloured and she looked away. Then she said stiffly, 'It's not for me to say what's an appropriate term for your…partner.'Leila cursed herself for showing her reaction and moved away to one of the walls of shelves, as if to seek out some perfume samples.Her father had once offered the role of mistress to Leila's mother—after she'd given birth to their illegitimate daughter. He'd seduced Deepika Verughese when he'd been doing business in India with Leila's grandfather, but had then turned his back on her when she'd arrived in Paris, disgraced and pregnant, all the way from Jaipur.Her mother had declined his offer to become his kept woman, too proud and bitter after his initial rejection, and had told Leila the story while pointing out all the kept women of the various famous people and dignitaries who'd come into the shop over the years, as a salutary lesson in what women were prepared to do to feather their nests.Leila's mind cleared of the painful memory. She hated it that she'd reacted so unprofessionally just now, but before she could say anything else she heard the man move and looked up into the glass to see him coming closer. He looked even larger reflected in the mirror, with his dark image being sent back a hundred times.She realised that his eyes were a very dark grey.'You know who I am?'She nodded. She'd known who he was as soon as he'd said his name. He was the infamous exiled King of a small island kingdom off the coast of North Africa, near Southern Spain. He was a renowned financial genius, with fingers in almost every business one could think of—including most recently an astronomical investment in the new oil fields of Burquat in the Middle East.There were rumours that he was going to make a claim on his throne, but if this visit was anything to go by he was concerned with nothing more than buying trinkets for his lover. And she had no idea why that made her feel so irritable.Alix Saint Croix continued. 'So you'll know that a man like me doesn't have girlfriends or partners. I take mistresses. Women who know what to expect and don't expect anything more.'Something hardened inside her. She knew all about men like him. Unfortunately. And the evidence of this man's single-minded, cynical nature made her see red. It made her sick, because it reminded her of her own naivety in the face of overwhelming evidence that what she sought didn't exist.Nevertheless she was determined not to let this man draw her down another painful memory lane. She crossed her arms over her chest. 'Not all women are as cynical as you make out.'Something hard crossed his face. 'The women who move in my circles are.''Well, maybe your circles are too small?'She couldn't believe the words tripping out of her mouth, but he'd pushed a button—a very sensitive button. She almost expected him to storm out of her shop, but to her surprise Alix Saint Croix's mouth quirked on one side, making him look even sexier. Dangerous.'Perhaps they are, indeed.'Leila suddenly felt hot and claustrophobic. He was looking at her too intensely, and then his gaze dropped to where the swells of her breasts were pushed up by her crossed arms. She took them down hurriedly and reached for the nearest bottle of perfume, only half registering the label.She thrust it towards him. 'This is one of our most popular scents. It's floral-based with a hint of citrus. It's light and zesty—perfect for casual wear.'Alix Saint Croix shook his head. 'No, I don't think that'll do. I want something much earthier. Sensuous.'Leila put down the bottle with a clatter and reached for another bottle. 'This might be more appropriate, then. It's got fruity top notes, but a woody, musky base.'He cocked his head and said consideringly, 'It's so hard to know unless you can smell it.'Leila's shirt felt too tight. She wanted to undo a top button. What was wrong with her?She turned back to the counter and took a smelling strip out of a jar, ready to spray it so that he could smell it. And go. She wanted him gone. He was too disturbing to her usually very placid equilibrium.But before she could spray, a large hand wrapped around her arm, stopping her.Heat zinged straight to her belly. She looked up at him.'Not on a piece of paper. I think you'd agree that a scent has to be on the skin to be best presented?'Feeling slightly drugged and stupid, Leila said, 'It's a woman's scent.'He cocked a brow again. 'So spray some on your wrist and I'll smell it.'The shock that reverberated through Leila was as if he'd just said Take off all your clothes, please.She had to struggle to compose herself, get a grip. She'd often sprayed perfume on her own skin so that someone could get a fuller sense of it. But this man had made the request sound almost indecent.Praying that her hand wouldn't shake, Leila took the top off the bottle and pulled up her sleeve to spray some of the scent. When the liquid hit the underside of her wrist she shivered slightly. It felt absurdly sensual all of a sudden.Alix Saint Croix still had a hand wrapped around her arm and now he moved it down to take the back of her hand in his, wrapping long fingers around hers. He moved his head down to smell the perfume, his dark head coming close to her breast.But he kept his eyes on her, and from this close she could see lighter flecks of grey, like silver mercury. Leila's breath stopped when she felt his breath feather along her skin. Those lips were far too close to the centre of her palm, which was clammy.He seemed to consider the scent until Leila's nerves twanged painfully. Her belly was a contracted ball of nerves.A movement over his head caught her eye and she saw a sleek, tall blonde emerge from the back of the car with a phone clamped to her ear. She was wearing an indecently tight, slinky dress and a ridiculously ineffectual jacket for the cool autumn weather.He must have picked up on her distraction and straightened to look out of the window too. Leila noticed a tension come into his body as his girlfriend—mistress—saw him and gesticulated with clear irritation, all while still talking on the phone.'Your…er…mistress is waiting for you.' Leila's voice felt scratchy.He still had his hand wrapped around hers and now let her go. Leila tucked it well out of reach.He morphed before her eyes into someone much cooler, indecipherable. Perversely, it didn't comfort her.'I'll take it.'


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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. Brilliant 5 star read by Abby Green By TashNz An Heir Fit for a King is a wonderfully written and emotional story. It's penned by the amazing Abby Green who is so fashion-forward with her writing and an author who consistently pushes boundaries. An Heir Fit for a King is due for September 2015 release with Harlequin Presents and part of the One Night With Consequences series.Fashion-forward... what does this mean you wonder? Read the first chapter and that's EXACTLY what I mean! An exceptional beginning - daring to go where not many first chapters have gone before. Uncharted territory which I absolutely adored. Abby Green has always done this for me and I love it! In my opinion it helps keep these books exciting.Alix Saint Croix is an exiled King of a small island kingdom. He is a hard and determined man who's suffered greatly in the past and very close to claiming back his crown. Never before has he been floored by a woman as he was when he walked into Leila's perfume shop. He pretty much drops everything to pursue her. Leila puts the colour back in his world, he's completely consumed by her and it's not long before he's thinking she can be his queen.Of course things don't run smoothly, especially with Leila feeling completely overwhelmed by Alix's world, by Alix and by the intense feelings she's starting to feel. They have amazing chemistry which consumes them both but overhearing a conversation tips everything over for Leila and she ends it. Consequences of their brief union bring them back together, not by Leila's choice and reluctantly she agrees to be Alix's Queen. Both parties need to dig deep into their pasts and open their hearts up if they stand a chance.An Heir Fit for a King is set in beautifully described France and a stunning island, so real I was there! Abby Green never fails to hit the emotional nail on the head with incredibly likeable and slightly broken characters, stunning locations and a story which marvelously wraps me right up and reels me in. The sparks were flying and the aircon was turned up to full!I loved A Heir Fit for A King, I loved both Alix and Leila, their character make-up and their chemistry. I loved the descriptive writing which covered locations, emotions, sights and smells.I adored An Heir Fit for a King and would recommend it to all!*Copy provided by Netgalley for my honest opinion. Thank you Netgalley x

1 of 1 people found the following review helpful. "An Heir Fit for a King was an enchanting tale..." By Melissa Exiled King Alix Saint Croix’s current lover is annoying him. He stops off to get her a gift, but finds that his attraction is ignited by the lovely perfumer Leila Verughese. Hoping to acquire Leila as a new mistress, Alix sets about to woo her only to come up against her determination to not travel that route!Leila knew what she wanted and being a rich man’s mistress was not something she endeavored to become. However, Leila can’t deny that the cat and mouse game that Alix has embarked upon is quite intriguing. Soon she finds that she has enlisted in more that she bargained for, and Alix must find a way to make things right or lose her forever.An Heir Fit for a King was an enchanting tale. Alix seemed to reach a different level with Leila and she wanted to discover things about herself in An Heir Fit for a King. Alix does come across as quite manipulative over the course of An Heir Fit for a King, but that seemed to be more about him not acknowledging some things about himself.Leila definitely gave Alix a run for his money in An Heir Fit for a King. However, when they finally reveal the things that they had kept hidden, Alix and Leila are able to enjoy what they had worked so hard at obtaining in An Heir Fit for a King. It was a nice change that Alix seemed to become the strong one before Leila, at least in the emotional department in An Heir Fit for a King.This book was reviewed by Vanessa for Joyfully Reviewed (JR), and was provided by the publisher/author at no cost to JR for the purpose of being reviewed.

0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. A Pretty Fair Read By The eBook Investigator ***3.5 Stars***In ‘An Heir Fit for a King’ we have a somewhat complicated story. The road is quite curved and bumpy on the way to an HEA.Our hero, King Alix Saint Croix, is in exile and biding his time until he can reclaim his throne. A mistress would sure help Alix pass the time while he waits. Alix enters a Parisian perfume house to buy a fragrance for his current mistress who he wants to be rid of right away. He is immediately enchanted with the owner, Leila Verughese. Their connection is magnetic and he makes his purchase, never again to have another encounter with his current mistress. The King is quite breathtaking and powerfully built but he is also your typical alpha male with a real jerk factor that somewhat dissipates towards the end. There were sections of this book when I felt he was very unlikable and somewhat mean-spirited. He has been through some heartbreaking losses as an unloved child and that continues to affect him every day of his life, but that is no excuse for treating people the way he does. He has the typical Machiavellian personality.Our virgin heroine, Leila, hasn’t had an easy go of it either. She inherited her perfume shop from her mother and is very talented designing custom perfumes. When Leila was conceived her father only offered her mother the position of a kept mistress and when she didn’t accept the offer her mother took her and left the country. He never showed an ounce of interest in meeting his daughter and it has affected her immensely. Her mother turned into a broken, bitter woman suspicious of every man out there and seemed to teach her daughter only how to mistrust the opposite sex.This love story was not easy. I did not care for Alix until the last two or three pages so that was really not enough to sway me over to team Alix. He was heartless and uncaring and caused Leila so much heartache. I don’t understand how these alpha guys get by with this type of treatment only to have the woman willingly come back to him with no apologies or groveling.

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