Alone among the young girls taught by nuns at a convent school in nineteenth-century France, orphaned Herculine has neither wealth nor social connections. When she's accused of being a witch, the shy student is locked up with no hope of escape ... until her rescue by a real witch, the beautiful, mysterious Sebastiana. Swept away to the witch's manor, Herculine will enter a fantastic, erotic world to discover her true nature -- and her destiny -- in this breathtaking, darkly sensual first novel.
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1 . Brava! Bravo!
Posted September 13, 2010 by P Stoppkotte , Painesville OHIOSo refreshing so read a novel with such a beautiful "out-of-the-norm" heroine. The book is beautifully written as well and I noticed only rare typograghical errors in this download (a BIG pet peeve with me). The story moved along at a pace that kept my interest well piqued. I am so looking forward to Herculine's further adventures, as I will be downloading those volumes soon.
2 . Awesome way to spend the day.
Posted March 10, 2010 by Felicia , PittsburghI got this book not really knowing what to expect and was blown away. I couldnt put it down, Ive also read the book that follows and have the third one downloaded. James Reese is one of the the best authors I've seen in awhile!
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Excerpt from The Book of Shadows by James Reese
In 1812, I went to "the Stone," the holy house at C__, a village straddling the ill-drawn borders of Brittany and Normandy, dependent upon the grace of the Church. For the next twelve long years, the nuns who had taken me in made it plain: if I lived cleanly, devoutly, as they did, I might one day see the face of God.... But no; lately I've seen only Satan. The sweet girlish faces of Satan.... Ah, but I don't mean to self-dramatize; I mean only to situate you, Reader, and so...
My world was the domain of C__, its sloping fields bounded by picket fences and, beyond, hedges and waves of mounded stones. That place was comprised of a series of outbuildings surrounding three larger, two-story buildings conjoined by galleries, some shuttered, others open. It was hewn of darkly mottled stone and gray slate. Surrounded by tall stands of deciduous evergreens, the place seemed to leech the very light from the sky.
Set loosely at right angles, and forming an inner yard at the center of which rose a statue of the Sacred Heart, the three main buildings were these: St. Ursula's Hall, a large and featureless space sometimes used for assembly, beneath which were the kitchen and dining hall; the dormitory, set above a bank of classrooms, nuns' cells, and offices as well as our Pupil's Parlor, where the girls received their visitors; and the third building, which housed the main chapel, Our Lady of Prompt Succor, as well as the sisters' chapel, the main library, and several lesser libraries. Beyond the chapel sat the dairy and the stables. Beyond the stables was a graveyard, where we buried our dead in private.