The award-winning epic Andalucían Nights Trilogy sweeps the reader from the wild landscapes of Spain in the 1950s, through a history of dangerous liaisons and revenge dramas, to a modern world of undercover missions and buried secrets. Romantic, exotic and deeply compelling, and featuring a memorable cast of characters, including a passionate young gypsy, a troubled young writer and an estranged family, The Andalucían Nights Trilogy is a romantic treat waiting to be discovered.
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A glimpse of Masquerade
Leandro lay Luz gently on his mother’s bed and arranged the pillows behind her head. He gazed down at her, aching to run his fingers through the long raven-black hair that splayed out in lustrous strands on the pillow like spun silk. The alabaster colour of her skin and the purity of her bone structure seemed to him the most exquisite and serene beauty he had ever beheld in a woman. Her thick dark lashes spread fanwise on her cheeks, like a Madonna in repose. Luz shifted slightly and her soft full lips parted a little, as though offering a subconscious invitation in her sleep.
The gypsy’s blood stirred. Never before had he felt desire so strong – not even Rosa had awakened his senses with such vibrancy – coupled with immense tenderness. For a moment he thought ruefully of the gypsy girl whose savage and primitive beauty had once driven him wild, but that was before. He knew now that he could no longer continue his dalliance with Rosa and that he would have to extricate himself from it: everything had changed.
Leandro’s eyes travelled over Luz. The urge to reach out and touch her, to feel the smoothness of her skin beneath his hands was overwhelming. For a few moments he fought to keep a check on his movements and then abruptly left the room.
He went out into the night to get some air and made his way to the wooden hut that served as a stable for some of the gypsies’ horses. It made sense to saddle up Ventarrón, his black stallion, so he could take Luz back to her house once she had woken. Much as he would have liked to keep her close by him for just a little longer, he knew that this would be opening a Pandora’s box of trouble if he were to encourage any sort of intimacy with a gajo inside the camp.
Hannah Fielding bio
Hannah Fielding is an incurable romantic. The seeds for her writing career were sown in early childhood, spent in Egypt, when she came to an agreement with her governess Zula: for each fairy story Zula told, Hannah would invent and relate one of her own. Years later – following a degree in French literature, several years of travelling in Europe, falling in love with an Englishman, the arrival of two beautiful children and a career in property development – Hannah decided after so many years of yearning to write that the time was now. Today, she lives the dream: writing full time at her homes in Kent, England, and the South of France, where she dreams up romances overlooking breath-taking views of the Mediterranean.
Hannah is a multi-award-winning novelist, and to date she has published five novels: Burning Embers, ‘romance like Hollywood used to make’, set in Kenya; The Echoes of Love, ‘an epic love story that is beautifully told’, set in Italy; and the Andalusian Nights Trilogy – Indiscretion, Masquerade and Legacy – her fieriest novels yet, set in sunny, sultry Spain.