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Heaven And Earth: Number 2 in series de Nora Roberts

Heaven And Earth: Number 2 in series: Three Sisters Island

Autor Nora Roberts
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 7 oct 2010

Observăm în Heaven and Earth o structură narativă care pendulează între realismul cotidian al unei comunități mici și forța invizibilă a unei moșteniri ancestrale. Dacă primul volum ne-a introdus în atmosfera mistică a insulei, această a doua parte a seriei Three Sisters Island Trilogy se concentrează pe lupta interioară a lui Ripley Todd. Adjunctă de șerif, o femeie pragmatică și autoritară, Ripley încearcă să ignore abilitățile speciale care o sperie, preferând siguranța uniformei în locul incertitudinii magiei. Tensiunea se acumulează odată cu sosirea lui MacAllister Booke, un cercetător venit să studieze legendele despre vrăjitorie, a cărui prezență forțează dărâmarea barierelor emoționale ale protagonistei. Reținem aici un trop clasic al contrastelor: ea este sceptică și defensivă, el este analitic și fascinat, creând o dinamică de tip „enemies-to-lovers” temperată de o curiozitate intelectuală profundă. Imaginați-vă tensiunea și legăturile de sânge din Dark Witch, mutată într-un decor de insulă izolată din New England, unde pericolele trecutului sunt la fel de palpabile ca vântul mării. Față de lucrări precum Mind Games, unde darul este văzut mai degrabă ca un blestem într-un context de thriller, Heaven and Earth păstrează echilibrul specific prozei lui Nora Roberts, unde magia este o extensie a identității și o cale spre acceptarea de sine. Stilul este fluid, cu un ritm care alternează momentele de introspecție cu cele de intensitate romantică și mistică, oferind o perspectivă matură asupra curajului de a fi vulnerabil.

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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9780749952822
ISBN-10: 0749952822
Pagini: 384
Dimensiuni: 201 x 133 x 25 mm
Greutate: 0.31 kg
Editura: Little Brown
Colecția Piatkus
Seria Three Sisters Island

Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom

De ce să citești această carte

Recomandăm această carte cititorilor care apreciază romanele de dragoste contemporane cu o notă de realism magic. Este o poveste despre acceptarea propriei identități și despre cum dragostea poate deveni o ancoră în fața fricilor moștenite. Câștigați o lectură captivantă despre puterea prieteniei feminine și curajul de a înfrunta umbrele trecutului, totul sub semnătura unei autoare premiate cu Rita Awards.

Despre autor

Nora Roberts este o figură emblematică a literaturii de dragoste contemporane, fiind prima autoare inclusă în Romance Writers of America Hall of Fame. Cu o carieră impresionantă de peste 225 de romane, Roberts a demonstrat o abilitate rară de a îmbina genurile, de la suspansul seriei „In Death” (scrisă sub pseudonimul J.D. Robb) la saga de familie cu elemente supranaturale. Lucrările sale, precum The Rise of Magicks sau seria Three Sisters Island Trilogy, explorează adesea teme precum destinul, magia și puterea comunității, consolidându-i poziția de lider în topurile de vânzări internaționale.

Descriere

Ripley Todd has a great life. Her job as a sheriff's deputy keeps her busy and she has no trouble finding a man when she wants one. She's perfectly content, except for one thing: she has special powers. And though she tries hard to hide them, she just can't get them under control.

Distraction arrives in the handsome form of researcher MacAllister Booke. He's come to Three Sisters Island to investigate rumours of witchcraft, and he quickly realises there's something extraordinary about Ripley .But before they can dream of a future, the must confront the pain of the past. The island shelters centuries of secrets - and a legacy of danger that could destroy all their dreams.

Extras

It was small, charmingly quaint, and heads above the majority of accommodations he usually had on a research jaunt. He knew a lot of people thought he was a man more suited to a dark and dusty library. He often was, but he was just as much at home in a tent in the jungle, so long as he had enough battery power for his equipment. Satisfied with his living arrangements, he headed outside to unload the Rover.
On his second trip he stopped to watch the sheriff’s cruiser pull up, and Ripley climb out.
“Deputy Todd.”
“Dr. Booke.” She was feeling vaguely guilty about giving him a hard time on their first encounter. Which she wouldn’t have felt, she thought resentfully, if Nell hadn’t scolded her about it. “You’ve got a lot of stuff here.”
“Oh, this is only part of it. I’ve got more being sent it tomorrow.”
Nosy by nature, she looked in the back of the Rover. “More than this?”
“Yeah. Lots of neat stuff.”
She turned her head. “Neat?”
“Lots of it. Sensors, scanners and gauges and cameras and computers. Cool toys.”
He looked so pleased with the idea that she didn’t have the heart to smirk. “I’ll give you a hand hauling what you’ve got inside.”
“That’s okay. Some of it’s pretty heavy.”
Now she did smirk, and hefted a large box out of the back. “I can handle it.”
No question about that, he decided and led the way inside. “Thanks. You work out? What do you bench-press?”
Her brows lifted. “I do twelve reps of ninety pounds in a set.” She couldn’t get a good gauge of his body type in the long coat and the thick sweater under it. “You?”
“Oh, about the same, considering body weight.” He walked out again, leaving her following and trying to get a sense of his shoulders. And his ass.
“What do you do with all this…neat stuff?”
“Study, observe, record, document. The occult, the paranormal, the arcane. You know, the different.”
“Freak shows.”
He only smiled. Not just his mouth, she noted, but his eyes as well. “Some people think so.”
They hauled the rest of the boxes and bags in together.
“It’s going to take you a week to unpack.”
He scratched his head, scanned the piles now crowding the living space. “I never mean to bring so much, but then, you never know what you might need. I was just in Borneo and could’ve kicked myself for not packing my backup energy detector—like a motion detector, but not,” he explained. “You just can’t find one of those on Borneo.”
“I bet.”
“I’ll show you.” He shrugged out of his coat, tossed it carelessly aside before hunkering down to paw through a box.
Surprise, surprise, Ripley thought. Dr. Weird had one excellent but.
“See, this one’s hand-held. Completely portable. I designed it myself.”
It put her in mind of a little Geiger counter, though she didn’t think she’d ever seen an actual Geiger counter.
“It detects and measures positive and negative force,” he explained. “Simply put, it reacts to charged particles in the air, or in a solid object, even water. Except this one isn’t submersible. I’m working on one that will be. I can hook this up, when I need to, to my computer and generate a graphic printout of the size and density of the force and other pertinent data.”
“Uh-huh.” She gave a quick glance at his face. He looked so earnest, she thought, so pleased with his little hand-held gadget. “You’re really a total geek, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, pretty much.” He flipped his unit on to check the batteries. “I’ve always been into the paranormal and electronics. I found a way to indulge myself on both levels.”
“Whatever floats your boat.” But she scanned the piles of boxed equipment. It looked like Radio Shack had exploded. “All this high-tech junk. Lots of dough, I bet.”
“Mmm.” He wasn’t giving her his full attention. His activated sensor was giving off a low but definite reading.
“Do they give you grants for stuff like this?”
“Umm, maybe, but I never needed one. I’m a really rich geek.”
“No kidding? Don’t let Mia know or she’ll jack up the rent.” Curious, she wound her way through the boxes. She’d always liked the little cottage well enough, and was still a bit steamed that she wasn’t the one moving int. But things with MacAllister Booke weren’t adding up for her.
“Look, usually I’m big on minding my own business, and I’ve got less than no interest in the stuff you do, but I’ve just got to say, you just don’t seem to fit. Professor of strange, geeky rich guy, little yellow cottage. What are you after?”
He didn’t smile now. His face went quiet, almost eerily intent. “Answers.”
“What answers?”
“All of them I can get. You’ve got great eyes.”
“Huh?”
“I was just noticing. Nothing but green. No gray, no blue, just intense green. Pretty.”
She angled her head. “You coming on to me, Dr. Geek?”
“No.” He very nearly flushed. “I just noticed, that’s all. Half the time I don’t realize I’m saying something that’s in my head. Comes from spending a lot of time on my own, I guess, and thinking out loud.”
“Right. Well, I’ve got to get going.”
He stuck the sensor in his pocket, neglecting to turn it off. “I appreciate the help. No offense before, okay?”
“Okay.” She offered her hand to shake.
The instant their fingers clasped, the sensor in his pocket beeped madly. “Wow! Wait. Hold on.”
She tried again to tug her hand free, but his grip turned surprisingly strong. With his free hand, he dragged the sensor out of his pocket.
“Look at this.” Excitement rippled through his voice, deepened it. “I’ve never had it measure anything this strong. Almost off the scale.”
He began to mutter numbers as if memorizing them while he tugged her across the room.
“Hold on, pal. Just what do you think—”
“I need to record these numbers. What time is it? Two twenty-three and sixteen seconds.” Fascinated, he passed the gauge over their joined hands. “Jesus! Look at that jump. Is that cool or what?”
“Let go. Right now—or I’m taking you down.”
“Huh?” He looked at her face, blinked once to orient himself. The eyes he’d admired were hard as stone now. “Sorry.”
He released her hand immediately, and the sensor’s beeping began to slow. “Sorry,” he repeated. “I get caught up, especially with new phenomenon. If you could just give me a minute to record this, then interface the portal with my computer.”
“I don’t have time to waste while you play with your toys.” She shot the sensor a furious look. “I’d say you need an equipment check.”
“I don’t think so.” He held out the palm that had clasped hers. “It’s vibrating. How about yours?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Ten minutes,” he said. “Give me ten minutes to put the bare essentials together, and let’s try it again. I want to test out vital signs. Body temperature, ambient temperature.”
“I don’t let guys test my vital signs until they’ve bought me dinner.” She jerked her thumb. “You’re in my way.”
He stepped to the side. “I’ll buy you dinner.”
“No, thanks.” She headed straight for the door without looking back. “You are so not my type.”
Rather than waste any time on annoyance when she slammed the door behind her, Mac searched for his recorder and began relaying the data.
“Ripley Todd,” he finished. “Deputy Ripley Todd, late twenties, I’d guess. Abrasive, suspicious, casually rude. Incident occurred on physical contact. A handshake. Personal physical reactions were a tingling and warmth along the skin, from point of contact, up the right arm to the shoulder. An increase of heart rate and a temporary feeling of euphoria. Deputy Todd’s physical reaction is unsubstantiated. Impressions are, however, that she experienced the same or similar reactions, which resulted in her anger and denial.”
He sat on the arm of the sofa, considering. “Early hypothesis reached upon previous research, current observations, and recorded data is that Todd is another direct descendant of one of the three original sisters.”
Pursing his lips, Mac switched off the recorder. “And I’d say the idea really ticks her off.”
—Reprinted from Heaven and Earth by Nora Roberts by permission of Jove, a member of Penguin Putnam Inc. Copyright © 2001, Nora Roberts. All rights reserved. This excerpt, or any parts thereof, may not be reproduced in any form without permission.

Notă biografică

Nora Roberts is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than 200 novels. She is also the author of the bestselling In Death series written under the pen name J. D. Robb. There are more than 500 million copies of her books in print.