Alexandra Bell
autor
The White Octopus Hotel
Journey to a magical hotel in the Swiss Alps, where two lost souls living in different centuries meet and discover if, behind the many doors, lies a second chance.‘Have you travelled a long way?’ she asked carefully. A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.‘Well, yes,” he said slowly. ‘Yes, you could say that. But it was worth the wait.’When reclusive art appraiser Eve Shaw shakes the hand of a silver-haired gentleman in her London office, the warmth of his palm sends a spark through her.His name is Max Everly – curiously, the same name as Eve’s favourite composer, born one hundred sixteen years prior. And she can’t shake the feeling that she’s held his hand before . . . but where, and when?The White Octopus Hotel, 1935. In this Belle Epoch building high in the snowy mountains, Eve and a young Max Everly wander the winding halls, lost in time.Each of them has been through the trenches – Eve in a family accident and Max on the battlefields of the Great War – but for an impossible moment, love and healing are just a room away . . . if only they have the courage to step through the door.
The White Octopus Hotel
Journey to a magical hotel in the Swiss Alps in this spellbinding historical romance blending mystery, art, romance and time travel
'Have you travelled a long way?' she asked carefully.
A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. 'Well, yes," he said slowly. 'Yes, you could say that. But it was worth the wait.'
London, 2015
When reclusive art appraiser Eve Shaw shakes the hand of a silver-haired gentleman in her London office, the warmth of his palm sends a spark through her.
His name is Max Everly - curiously, the same name as Eve's favourite composer, born one hundred sixteen years prior. And she can't shake the feeling that she's held his hand before . . . but where, and when?
The White Octopus Hotel, 1935
Decades earlier, high in the snowy Swiss Alps, Eve and a young Max Everly wander the winding halls of the grand belle epoque White Octopus Hotel, lost in time.
Each of them has been through the trenches - Eve in a family accident and Max on the battlefields of the Great War - but for an impossible moment, love and healing are just a room away . . . if only they have the courage to step through the door.
The Winter Garden
Welcome to the Winter Gardens of Half Moon House. Please do not mishandle the exhibits. (The owners accept no liability for any events that occur, magical or otherwise...)
The Winter Garden open at the stroke of midnight with no great fanfare - after all, this is a time when all virtuous folk should be in bed. But for the few curious souls that brave the opening of its gates what enchantments await.
There is all manner of strange and spectacular flora and fauna collected on her travels by the scandalous Lady Beatrice Sitwell and exhibited for the delight of paying customers. By flickering lamplight, visitors can discover magic fish, spectacular ghost butterflies, and a tiger made of stars.
And for the very brave - and a small extra cost - there is the forest of plum trees, ripening against the snow bearing magical fruit which can tell your fortune - if only you dare take a bite...
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