Voyager
Diana Gabaldon, 2002
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Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα, πάθος και περιέργεια. Μιλά για τον χρόνο, την αγάπη και τον πόλεμο.
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‘If he didn’t die at Culloden,’’ he began again, more firmly, ‘‘then perhaps I can find out what did happen to him. Do you want me to try?’’ He waited, breathless, feeling Brianna’s warm breath through his shirt. Jamie Fraser had had a life, and a death. Roger felt obscurely that it was his duty to find out all the truth; that Jamie Fraser’s women deserved to know all they could of him. For Brianna, such knowledge was all she would ever have of the father she had never known. And for Claire—behind the question he had asked was the thought that had plainly not yet struck her, stunned with shock as she was: she had crossed the barrier of time twice before. She could, just possibly, do it again. And if Jamie Fraser had not died at Culloden . . . Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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Ερωτήσεις αναγνωστών
- Πώς είναι το «Voyager»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα, πάθος και περιέργεια. Μιλά για τον χρόνο, την αγάπη και τον πόλεμο.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «Voyager»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «Voyager», δοκίμασε «After» (Anna Todd), «In the Likely Event» (Rebecca Yarros) και «When He Was Wicked» (Julia Quinn).
Μια γεύση από τη ροή
When deep affection crosses the line into obsession.
Hardin is like a drug; each time I take the tiniest bit of him, I crave more and more. He consumes my thoughts and invades my dreams.
After · Anna Todd
What an agreement can't do: make two people stop belonging to each other.
He wasn’t mine. I wasn’t his. That was the agreement we’d made. And yet he was always mine. I was always his.
In the Likely Event · Rebecca Yarros
The exact moment unspoken feelings become too powerful to contain.
Why?Why? Why?” He gave each one a different tenor, as if he were testing out the word, asking it to different people. “Why?” he asked again, this time with increased volume as he turned around to face her. “Why? It’s because I love you, damn me to hell. Because I’ve always loved you. Because I loved you when you were with John, and I loved you when I was in India, and God only knows I don’t deserve you, but I love you, anyway.” Francesca sagged against the door. “How’s that for a witty little joke?” he mocked. “I loveyou. I loveyou, my cousin’s wife. I loveyou, the one woman I can never have. I loveyou, Francesca Bridger-ton Stirling.
When He Was Wicked · Julia Quinn
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