Two brothers bound by the same strange family heritage: a fascination with fire.
Jennifer was attracted to both Neil and Philip Alenquer, but one of them was lying about the tragedy that had taken place in their castle overlooking the Atlantic. Philip claimed that Neil had set the blaze that killed Neil's young wife after he discovered her in Philip's arms. Neil maintained that Philip had started the fire and that he feared Philip's pyromania still put all their lives in danger. Jennifer didn't know which of the brothers to believe, but when the villa she was staying in burned to the ground, she knew that she had become the next victim of a murderer obsessed by fire.
Weird, wacky, OTT gothic perfection. Books like this are why I collect the genre.
It's no secret that I love Banis pulps, but this is one of his best. It's just that fabulous. 💕 Pick up this gem & savor the goffick WTFery -- whackadoodle villain, cougars, cheating spouses, murder, drugged food, villas in Portugal, broken hearts, traitorous bodies, family secrets, accented men, & pyromania. Yup! Pyromania. (Also, the heroine knees a guy in the nuts, throws books at his head, & navigates an inch-wide ledge on her sprained ankle to escape his clutches. That's determination, yo. :D) All this fun is wrapped in the usual lovely imagery & sideways creepitude of Banis prose -- a very specific flavor that's unmistakable, imo.
5 stars, & I'll keep this one forever. 😗
NB: Please take a moment to admire that vintage cover. Classic.
I didn't like the h, I didn't like the brothers who both want her (and who both claim the other is a murderer), I didn't like her aunt who was dumb enough to fall for one of the brothers, and more to the point, I DIDN'T LIKE THIS BOOK!