Apotheosis. El Devorador de Almas 2

Her lie came back to haunt her… Ten years ago Rachel and Stephen had had an affair—and the result was little Jamie. For reasons of her own, Rachel had told Stephen that Jamie was someone else's child. But when Rachel finally admitted Stephen was the father, he wouldn't believe her. He was convinced Rachel was a conniving, scheming woman who would go to any lengths to get what she wanted—and she appeared to want Stephen. Perhaps it wasn't a case of what Rachel wanted at all, but what Jamie needed—a dad! Jennifer Taylor "is sure to touch each and every heart in a unique but fierce way." ...

Una novela de gran sensibilidad que nos envuelve en un mundo repleto de ilusiones y magía aun cuando el entorno es combulso y desolador. Érase una vez un teatro de variedades que estuvo abierto en el paseo marítimo de Brighton durante los veranos de los años cincuenta. Allí actuaba Jack, el maestro de ceremonias, un oportunista experto con múltiples recursos, que cantaba, bailaba y contaba chistes malos. También estaba Ronnie, un mago capaz de crear toda clase de ilusiones. Y Evie, la encantadora ayudante a la que el mago atravesaba con espadas y partía en dos con un serrucho. Bueno,...

O rei acabava de descobrir que o neto que pensava morto estava vivo... Tendo sido raptado, ainda muito bebé, por criminosos do clã Vialli, toda a gente pensava que Alessandro Fierezza morrera. No entanto, quando o brilhante cirurgião Alex Hunter chegou ao palácio para cuidar do rei, espalhou-se o rumor de que era, na verdade, o príncipe desaparecido. A enfermeira Amelia Vialli vivera sempre com o estigma de pertencer ao clã Vialli. Sem querer, apaixonou-se por Alex e, ao descobrir a verdade, este viu-se dividido entre o dever e uma mulher que nunca poderia ser rainha.

I was warned about Tristan Cole. "Stay away from him," people said. "He's cruel." "He's cold." "He's damaged." It's easy to judge a man because of his past. To look at Tristan and see a monster. But I couldn't do that. I had to accept the wreckage that lived inside of him because it also lived inside of me. We were both empty. We were both looking for something else. Something more. We both wanted to put together the shattered pieces of our yesterdays. Then perhaps we could finally remember how to breathe.