Marigny Street (Saving Angels #1)
by Annie Rose Welch
Genre: Romance with a twist
Do you believe in the power of dreams?
Way down south on Marigny Street in the heart of New Orleans, the land of Catholic intercessions, purgatory, and supernatural superstitions, young Evangeline Chenier dreams of a radiant boy who saves her from a storm. She takes the dream seriously – in her family, dreams are sometimes more than dreams. Sometimes they foretell the future. Sometimes they create it.
Years later, Eva is no longer the same wistful girl but a hardened woman who no longer believes in dreams. Losing faith in her gift, she becomes lost in a nightmare of emotion, mourning her son, separating from her husband, and stewing in a dead-end job. And then fate brings her an unlikely surprise: one of the most famous movie stars in the world, Gabriel Roberts.
Caught by something in his eyes, Eva agrees to show him the real Big Easy on his last night in New Orleans—an evening that turns into four dreamy days spent recapturing lost faith and discovering a love neither expected. Realizing Gabriel is the boy from her childhood dream, Eva must leave everything behind—her husband, her family, her history, and the beautiful city she calls home—and gamble it all for the dream that has saved her on MARIGNY STREET.
He had a pirate smile, the kind that you’d mortgage your house for; just to be able to afford the gold teeth in his mouth.
I waved my arms like helicopter propellers. My hips began to do the hula hoop… The crowd was now staring at me as I dominated the dance floor. His eyes went from cautious to shocked as I abandoned the helicopter hula for the running man and a pathetic attempt at the Roger Rabbit.
“If you think about things more than you should, sometimes what you have is ruined because you over-think the things that can’t possibly be real. This’”– he touched my heart and then his “-is real. Let’s not ruin it by thinking. Let’s just be.”
“The kiss was slow, warm, and tasted better than any food I had ever put in my mouth.
I am struggling to gather my opinion on this book, I loved it and a few times I laughed aloud and had to stop reading to wipe my eyes. I reveled in Ms. Welch’s humor and wordplay. The plot was enjoyable though admittedly outside of my typical fare, as I seldom read religious or paranormal material and this story had elements of both, but oddly those elements were not what bothered me. While I adored the first 75% of the book, I grew increasingly restless and frustrated with the main character and her dithering and angst, and just wanted to give her a slap to the back of the head. But the ending… the ending left me totally conflicted. While it was somewhat of a happy ending, it wasn’t the one I was hoping for. However, I must humbly bow down in reverence to Ms. Welch – she held my attention and has mad skills. More than anything else, I have an overwhelming desire to take a trip to New Orleans and ride a streetcar.
Annie Rose Welch
When she’s not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. She currently (still) resides in the big shake (although her southern roots are calling her home) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent).
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