RELEASE DAY: REVIEW AND EXCERPT: The Prince by Sylvain Reynard

Prince

Synopsis 

The unveiling of a set of priceless illustrations of Dante’s Divine Comedy at the Uffizi Gallery in Florence exposes Professor Gabriel Emerson and his beloved wife, Julianne, to a mysterious enemy.
Gabriel may have acquired the illustrations only a few years ago, but unbeknownst to him, they were stolen a century earlier from the ruler of Florence’s underworld.
Now one of the most dangerous beings in the city is determined to reclaim his prize and exact his revenge on the Emersons–but not before he uncovers something disturbing about Julianne…

Review

In true Sylvain Reynard fashion, the cohesion of a well written storyline and the aesthetic pleasures of the artistic and literary worlds are found in The Prince, which provides intriguing insight into the author’s new world. The simultaneous stories being told speak of the world above and below the great city of Florence and what’s at stake for all of the characters involved.

The Prince, the man, in my opinion, will not be what readers expect, which only adds to his intrigue and allure. He rules with an iron fist and has done so for over 800 years, showing no mercy to those who cross him. He is feared and respected, but there are also those who would like to see the Prince’s reign end and keep Florence and all its hidden gateways for themselves. But just from the glimpses readers receive into this mystifying ruler, we grow to understand that the Prince holds dominion over his city, and he will seek retribution to those who defy him.

The Underworld’s connection to Gabriel and Julianne Emerson brings two beloved characters of Sylvain Reynard’s creation back into readers’ lives, and even though, unbeknownst to them, they are in a perilous situation, the passion that consumed them in Gabriel’s Inferno holds true to form and burns ever so brightly in the novella. Gabriel and Julianne’s electric connection cannot be suppressed even with a threat lurking in the shadows and further complications that arise throughout the story. It will be interesting to see what role they play in book 1, The Raven, and what the Prince will do to them in order to avenge the wrong that has been done to him.

The Prince is a fantastic start to Sylvain Reynard’s The Florentine series. It has everything readers have come to expect from Reynard’s writing – lyrical sentences, a seamlessly written plotline with multiple stems that cross over each other in a fluid manner, and characters with multiple layers that will need to be revealed over the course of the story and series.

It’s beautifully written and highly addicting. I can’t wait for The Raven.

A complimentary copy was provided by the author/publisher in exchange for an honest review.

5 poison apples

Excerpt

In the distance, the Prince could hear voices and muffled sounds.

He approached silently, almost floating across the floor.

Desperate groans and the rustling of fabric filled his ears, along with the twin sounds of rapidly beating hearts. He could smell their scents, the aromas heightened due to their sexual arousal.

He growled in reaction.

The corridor was shrouded in darkness but the Prince could see that the professor had his wife up against a window between two statues, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Her voice was breathy as she spoke, but the Prince tuned out her words, moving closer so he could catch a glimpse of her lovely face.

At the sight of it, flushed with passion, his old heart quickened and he felt the stirrings of arousal.

It was not his custom to observe rather than participate. But on this occasion, he decided to make an exception. Careful to remain in the darkness, he moved to the wall opposite the couple.

The woman squirmed in her lover’s arms, her high heels catching on his tuxedo jacket. Her fingers flew to his neck, undoing his bow tie and tossing it carelessly to the floor.

She unbuttoned his shirt, and her mouth moved to his chest, as murmurs of pleasure escaped his lips.

The Prince felt more than desire as he watched the woman’s eager movements. He caught a glimpse of her exquisite mouth and the toss of her long hair that would no doubt feel like silk between his fingers.

She lifted her head to smile at the man who held her close and he could see love in her eyes.

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