Traci L Slatton
Genre: Historical Fiction, Fantasy
Publisher: Parvati Press
Publication date: 9.5.2014
Recommended by: Worldwind Blog Tours, Read 2 Review
Date read: 9.27.2014
Summary: Power is pornographic.
Can love sustain light when the forces of evil close in?
Paris, 1939-1942. A fallen angel is trapped in the web of German occupation. The deadly noose of Nazi control grows even tighter, ensnaring her and two of her lovers, a bullfighter and a musician working in the fledgling Resistance. Can she save them and the Jewish widow and her child that she has come to love, or will betrayal take them all?
When Worldwind sent out the email for this one, I was immediately hooked by the cover (wow!) and the line "Power is pornographic" written on it. The fact that there was a fallen angel involved during World War II just made it even more exciting for me and I was delighted when I finally had a chance to sit down and read it.
It is a really powerful book - it's very interesting to see how things unfurl around her throughout the story, to see how a fallen angel lives - and her "relationship" with the Archangel Michael, as well as the people in her life, was something I enjoyed finding out more about. The story, as a whole, was something you don't see out there and I enjoyed the different point of view on the war itself and how it effected people in France.
Those are the reasons I loved the book and would recommend it to everyone. And now for the reasons that I did not like it ...
Alia. Come sit down with me for a moment. We need to talk. When we start out the story, you were a little boring. I'm not quite sure what you did that made me come to that conclusion, but then you entered the bar, and then the alley and, well, I just wanted to smack you. YOU are a fallen angel having sex with a human, which is forbidden, in an alley. An ALLEY! Words like "perineum" and "décolletage" just seem out of place in that scenario. "There is a stretch in my hip flexor and the deep inner muscle band of my psoas, that alchemical meeting ground of pain and ecstasy, melts. The body ripples and stretches." Really? I'm not really a fan of sex scenes, but this one really seems medical, awkward and uncomfortable. And it gets worse. "I wipe off his spend with my hand and then scrape off my hand on the limestone wall." How utterly lady-like. o_O Later you think "...and the feel of his body, warm and solid, skin over fascia over muscle and bone, causes a hitch in my respiration." Maybe it's just me... *shrugs* I think I would have liked the book a whole lot more if the description of your trysts was just a little more believable.
Favorite line: "I have learned that people keep talking if you let them and silence squeezes forth the juice of the moment."