The Echoes of Love by Hannah Fielding
Description from Goodreads
Seduction, passion and the chance for new love. A terrible truth that will change two lives forever.
Venetia Aston-Montagu has escaped to Italy’s most captivating city to work in her godmother’s architectural practice, putting a lost love behind her. For the past ten years she has built a fortress around her heart, only to find the walls tumbling down one night of the carnival when she is rescued from masked assailants by an enigmatic stranger, Paolo Barone.
Drawn to the powerfully seductive Paolo, despite warnings of his Don Juan reputation and rumours that he keeps a mistress, Venetia can’t help being caught up in the smouldering passion that ignites between them.
When she finds herself assigned to a project at his magnificent home deep in the Tuscan countryside, Venetia must not only contend with a beautiful young rival, but also come face to face with the dark shadows of Paolo’s past that threaten to come between them.
Can Venetia trust that love will triumph, even over her own demons? Or will Paolo’s carefully guarded, devastating secret tear them apart forever?
I gave this book five stars out of five
My thoughts:
I really enjoyed this book. The plot was moderately paced and brim full of romantic suspense. This was a very well written, and different kind of romance. The alluring cover of this book made me want to check it out, even before I read the description, which only increased my desire to explore this further.
There are many beautifully crafted passages, in particular those relating to the scenery and architecture of Tuscany and Venice, that created a marvellous backdrop to this love story. It was easy to visualise oneself in these magical locations.
I particularly enjoyed the development of the relationship between Paolo and Venetia. The interaction between these two main characters was fascinating, watching their actions and reactions, and learning about the events of the past that influenced each of them.
Learning how Venetia’s father fitted in to the puzzle was very revealing, as was Paolo’s relationship with the stunning Allegra. Another interesting character was the caddish and odious Duke Umberto, whose despicable behaviour towards both Venetia and Paolo, revealed his true nature.
I enjoyed the way that the current behaviour of the main characters could be traced back to the presence of deep psychological scars. There was a lot of sexual tension between the main characters, and I felt that the love scenes were executed in an exceptionally tasteful manner.
The ending of the story was intriguing, and provided an unexpected conclusion to what I considered to be an exceptionally riveting romance. This conclusion suddenly made the title of this book make a lot more sense. I would certainly recommend this to fans of the intelligent and suspenseful romance.
This review is based on a digital ARC provided by Netgalley and the publisher.
So good to hear from you. I have such a long reading list. I wish I was Spencer from Criminal Minds.
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I know what you mean. My reading list just keeps on growing. I need to read faster, but I have had little motivation for reading recently.
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Understandable. Distractions of life and love.
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Exactly. I never thought anything or anyone could dampen my desire for reading. Oh how wrong I was, and how right it is 🙂
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And so he rises. Not my genre, but really an intelligent review. Almost makes me want to check it out.
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Thanks John. I am back in some senses. In others I will never be where I am at the moment, always somewhere else.
It was a really good book. It could be the one to open up a whole new genre for you.
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A very skillful review. I am actually kind of surprised you can remember anything from that long ago. I can’t even remember what day it is and we both know it. So, you have really done well in articulating your feelings toward the books you have recently read. I am nothing but impressed with your manner of reviewing and your style.
Perhaps we should talk off of wordpress sometime? (This is where you do what I did and run away and stop talking to me for over a week.)
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I can hardly remember anything at all before the 19th November. Fortunately I had made notes, my love. Remembering what day it is is not always straightforward. I could say it is Thursday, but that would be untrue for you at this moment in time. Someday our days and nights shall be the same and I can remind you what day it is, although together we will not care what day it is.
I will not run away, never. I think talking off of WordPress is a great idea. Who knows where it could lead. It could even lead to love and marriage, togetherness forever. We should try it.
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We might try that. Does this also include a bookshop with a pass thru coffee window?
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Absolutely. Always a bookshop with coffee. And a white colonial with a red door. Whatever we want it to be.
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And a firkin’ pub next door?
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Of course. Whatever we firkin want.
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What I firkin want right now is a hug
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Well, my darling, here are some firkin hugs and some firkin kisses too. There is an inexhaustable supply of them here, just for you.
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Might I just say that you are a sassy Englishman. I might know where there is a sofa and a softdrink waiting for us to explore that further.
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Me sassy? Oh yes. I believe that I know that sofa well. I believe that we may have provoked the gag reflex in many of the onlookers of that sofa. Something I am eternally proud of and wish to repeat at every opportunity.
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I would have to agree. wasn’t there a card or something about the ability to make people gag?
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Yes, I think that was the proverbial hypocrite card. I just seem to keep on running out of them, no matter how many I get printed. I particularly like the butterfly edition we designed.
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I also heard that you are a big spender who will chip in 75 cents for pizza before you take a lady back to your hotel room. Is this true? Honestly these high society Cambs types.
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That is so very true. And I will even let the pizza go cold and uneaten whilst we get to know each other. High society indeed. But I only take the most special woman in the world back to my hotel room.
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Those poor maids.
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Oh, those poor, poor maids. They did such a fantastic job. Their hard work was very much appreciated. We certainly gave them a lot of work.
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We did indeed. and you are a towel thief.
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I am indeed. I had to keep that towel though. It was such a precious gift from the woman I love.
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My wife got me a watch. My wife got me a bog screen tv. my wife got me a …towel?
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The value of some gifts just cannot be put into words
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This is true. Like a ring from Virginia city lol
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The cherry Ring Pop. Absolutely – valuable on so many levels
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I have to say that the American variety of cucumbers are so lacking.
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Lacking in what manner specifically – length and girth, or colour and shape? They certainly seemed to pale alongside the exceptional English variety at Costco
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All of the above. Amazing how they are always bragging about having them half off. turns out the discount is much “larger” than that.
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It certainly is – and the variety of functions that the English version can perform easily puts the American version to shame
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So true. Plus the grower speaks proper english.
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That is important, I think. The correct use of language is vital.
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It is when choosing a mate
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I could not agree more. Choosing a mate requires the ability to understand one another on every level, including verbally
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Although talking is sometimes over rated
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It is. There are many ways of communicating and not all of them involve talking – in fact many of the most enjoyable ones do not
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But sometimes talking is all we have
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This is true, but it will not always be that way.
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I have heard tell you learned to drive in America recently.
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Well, I am not sure that I actually learned to drive, certainly not correctly. I suppose I managed to make it around a few places in the car. Only a few close shaves.
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I heard there was a woman yelling at you from the passenger seat on the wrong side of the car.
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That is true, but only because she loves me – oh, and was fearful for her life in light of my driving on the wrong side of the road
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Well, yes. There was that. But those turn lanes are so confusing.
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You are so right. When you are not used to turn lanes they can be a bit difficult to get to grips with. Next time I will be better, I hope
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I think it gets better every time…wait, are we still talking about turn lanes and driving?
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Well driving certainly – not sure about turn lanes, although taking the correct route is important
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I wasn’t talking about driving any longer…
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No neither was I in all honesty, but I like to couch most things in metaphoric and euphemistic trappings
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It really is the wrapping paper that people notice first.
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This is so true, but we both know that you need to look beneath that
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I shall unwrap you
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Oh you already have, many a time, as I returned the favour
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And I shall do again
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Yes you will, many, many times
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Plus there was the bar tender watching us and smiling
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and the bunnies commenting on our behaviour with obvious jealousy of our happiness
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I never got your bun bun pic. I will do that when i got back to the pm next time.
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Good plan. That is really a picture for other people though. You know that I have no interest in the bunnies whatsoever – well, other than free drinks for us both of course
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I love how you say “FREE”
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Yes, I suppose ‘FREE’ does rather depend on your perspective. I wouldn’t trade those moments together for any amount of money though.
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This is true. Wow. I feel so whorish. We rented one another like a ford.
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We did. The ford was good though. We should really have explore a few more exotic activities in that ford. I am sure we would have, had the Tahoe on E and Cheetos adventure had not found been resolved by the discovery of gas
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This is true, i would love to explore some of those side roads, but the issue seems to be the gear shifter kept getting in the way.
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We can explore those side roads and alley ways next time. That gear shift. I was just lucky that you were there to help me with it. It seemed to respond to your touch far better than to mine.
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I am blushing. So I heard there’s this little coffee shop in the middle of a city that has a dead guy playing the piano and plenty of seating for lovebirds.
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There most certainly is. Dead guy at a piano. Indian shoe shine. Rudolph on guitar. Chai latte and iced coffee in a jar. The most perfect place for the most perfect couples.
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Oh how i could go for a chai latte.
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and I an iced coffee in a jam jar – not rhyming slang this time, although coffee in a car is nice too – especially the roomy estate to be explored
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