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Beschreibung
Zusatztext A wonderful romance and adventure story about two passionate young people determined to live life to the fullest, knowing they may not live to see tomorrow The contrast of the glamorous, exotic setting with the gritty reality of life in a war zone w...Zusatztext A wonderful romance and adventure story about two passionate young people determined to live life to the fullest, knowing they may not live to see tomorrow The contrast of the glamorous, exotic setting with the gritty reality of life in a war zone was compelling and made for a great read. Not to be missed.-- Historical Novel Society Informationen zum Autor Julia Gregson has worked as a journalist and foreign correspondent in the UK, Australia, and the US. She is the award-winning author of several books, including Jasmine Nights , East of the Sun , and Monsoon Summer . Her short stories have been published in collections and magazines and read on the radio. She lives in Monmouthshire, Wales. Find out more at JuliaGregson.net. Klappentext From the award-winning author of the beautifully written, compelling saga (Delia Ephron, New York Timesbestselling author) East of the Sun, a powerful historical romance set against the unstable and exotic cities of Cairo and Istanbul during the height of World War II.At twenty-three, Saba Tarcan knows her only hope of escaping the clamor of Cardiff Bay, Wales, lies in her voice. While traveling Britain, singing for wounded soldiers, Saba meets handsome fighter pilot Dom Benson, recovering from burns after a crash and together, they travel to London. Just as their relationship begins to take root, Saba is sent to sing in Africa, and Dom is assigned a new mission in the Middle East. As Saba explores Cairo's bazaars, Dom returns to the cockpit once again, both thrilled and terrified to be flying above the desert floor. Despite great danger, the two resolve to reunite. When Saba learns that her position makes her uniquely qualified for a secret mission of international importance, she agrees to help the British Secret Service, concealing her role from Dom. Her decision will jeopardize not only her safety but also the love of her life. Based on true accounts of female entertainers used as spies during World War II, Jasmine Nights is a steamy, sweeping (Publishers Weekly) story of danger, secrets, and love, filled with the colors and sounds of the Middle East's most beautiful cities. Leseprobe CHAPTER 1 Queen Victoria Hospital, East Grinstead, 1942 It was only a song. That was what he thought when she'd put her hat on and gone, leaving the faint smell of fresh apples behind. Nothing but a song; a pretty girl. But the very least he could say about the best thing to have happened to him in a long time was that she'd stopped him having the dreams. In the first, he was at the end of a parachute with about three and a half miles between the soles of his feet and the Suffolk countryside. He was screaming because he couldn't land. He was rushing through the air, a light, insubstantial thing, like thistledown or a dead moth. The bright green grass, so familiar and so dear, swooped toward him, only to jerk away again. Sometimes a woman stood and gaped at him, waving as he floated down, and then was gone on a gust of wind. In the second dream, he was in his Spitfire again. Jacko's aircraft was alongside him. At first it felt good up there in the cold, clear sunlight, but then, in a moment of nauseous panic, it felt as if his eyelids had been sewn together, and he could not see. He told no one. He was one of the lucky onesabout to go home after four months here. There were plenty worse off than him in this place of dark corridors and stifled screams. Every day he heard the rumble of ambulances with new burn victims, picked up from shattered aircraft up and down the east coast. The ward, an overspill from the hospital, was housed in a long, narrow hut with twenty beds on either side of it, and in the middle a potbellied stove, a table, and a piano with two brass candlesticks arranged festively on top. The ward smelled of soiled dress...
Autorentext
Julia Gregson has worked as a journalist and foreign correspondent in the UK, Australia, and the US. She is the award-winning author of several books, including Jasmine Nights, East of the Sun, and Monsoon Summer. Her short stories have been published in collections and magazines and read on the radio. She lives in Monmouthshire, Wales. Find out more at JuliaGregson.net.
Klappentext
From the award-winning author of the “beautifully written, compelling saga” (Delia Ephron, New York Timesbestselling author) East of the Sun, a powerful historical romance set against the unstable and exotic cities of Cairo and Istanbul during the height of World War II.
At twenty-three, Saba Tarcan knows her only hope of escaping the clamor of Cardiff Bay, Wales, lies in her voice. While traveling Britain, singing for wounded soldiers, Saba meets handsome fighter pilot Dom Benson, recovering from burns after a crash and together, they travel to London. Just as their relationship begins to take root, Saba is sent to sing in Africa, and Dom is assigned a new mission in the Middle East. As Saba explores Cairo’s bazaars, Dom returns to the cockpit once again, both thrilled and terrified to be flying above the desert floor. Despite great danger, the two resolve to reunite.
When Saba learns that her position makes her uniquely qualified for a secret mission of international importance, she agrees to help the British Secret Service, concealing her role from Dom. Her decision will jeopardize not only her safety but also the love of her life.
Based on true accounts of female entertainers used as spies during World War II, Jasmine Nights is a “steamy, sweeping” (Publishers Weekly) story of danger, secrets, and love, filled with the colors and sounds of the Middle East’s most beautiful cities.
Zusammenfassung
From the award-winning author of East of the Sun, a powerful love story set against the unstable and exotic cities of Cairo and Istanbul during the height of World War II.*
At twenty-three, Saba Tarcan knows her only hope of escaping the clamor of Cardiff Bay, Wales, lies in her voice. While traveling Britain, singing for wounded soldiers, Saba meets handsome fighter pilot Dom Benson, recovering from burns after a crash. When Saba auditions to entertain troops in far-off lands, Dom follows her to London. Just as their relationship begins to take root, Saba is sent to sing in Africa, and Dom is assigned a new mission in the Middle East. As Saba explores Cairo’s bazaars, finding friendship among the troupe’s acrobats and dancers, Dom returns to the cockpit once again, both thrilled and terrified to be flying above the desert floor. In spite of great danger, the two resolve to reunite.
When Saba learns that her position makes her uniquely qualified for a secret mission of international importance, she agrees to help the British Secret Service, concealing her role from Dom. Her decision will jeopardize not only her safety but also the love of her life.
Based on true accounts of female entertainers used as spies during World War II, Jasmine Nights* is a powerful story of danger, secrets, and love, filled with the colors and sounds of the Middle East’s most beautiful cities.
Leseprobe
CHAPTER 1
Queen Victoria Hospital, East Grinstead, 1942
It was only a song. That was what he thought when she’d put her hat on and gone, leaving the faint smell of fresh apples behind. Nothing but a song; a pretty girl.
But the very least he could say about the best thing to have happened to him in a long time was that she’d stopped him having the dreams.
In the first, he was at the end of a parachute with about three and a half miles between the soles of his feet and the Suffolk countryside. He was screaming because he couldn’t land. He was rushing through the air, a light, insubstantial thing, like thistledown or a dead moth. The bright green grass, so familiar and so dear, swooped toward him, only to jerk aw…
