Cleopatra's Daughter by Michelle Moran is a historical fiction novel centered around Cleopatra Selene after Octavian has ended Ptolemy rule in Egypt. Her mother and father have both committed suicide and she is taken to Rome. While in Rome, Selene and her twin brother Alexander are taken to live ...
I was really looking forward to reading a historical fiction book cause I never have. This was the worst introduction to a genre I have ever had. I gave Michelle Moran two chances. I read Nefertiti all the way through and chalked the flaws up to her being new author. I got half way through The He...
I wasn't sure if I would like this book. I did not like Nefretiti, the first book I tried written by Michelle Moran. This book was really good. You are introduced to Marie Tussaud a few years before the French Revolution begins. Some of the keys instigators of the revolution meet in the salon of ...
Ordinarily, I would not have chosen to read this book. Napoleon is a subject about whom I have zero interest. But it was a book club selection this month, so naturally I jumped in. All in all, I am glad I read it. I certainly learned new facts!I actually learned much by doing suplimental research...
I love books about ancient civilizations and Egypt is probably my favourite of all so reading this book was a real treat.Every side of a palace's life at that time comes to life on this pages, the passions, the intrigue, the fight for power, even the smells,especially the one of duck, invaded my ...
Egypt, 1351 BCE. Fifteen year old Nefertiti and her thirteen year old sister, Mutnodjmet, are the daughters and only children of the Vizier Ay, brother to the Queen of Egypt, Tiye. The prince of Egypt and Pharaoh's heir, Tuthmosis, is dead - possibly murdered by his younger and much less liked br...
She was given several minutes to compose herself, then driven from the Conciergerie to the Château de Vincennes where reporters and military officers were waiting. Among those present was Edouard Clunet. Witnesses said that as they embraced for the last time, Edouard became hysterical. &nbs...
I LOOK OUT THE WINDOW OF THE Council Chamber, and everything is white: the benches, the fountains, even the trees. My son is outside with Sigi, so his tutor can explain the origin of ice. In three months, Franz will be two years old. Monsieur Laurent tells me that he already has a few hundred wor...
I wished I could have gone with Asha to Amarna and seen the crumbling walls and abandoned remains of the city that Nefertiti had built. I longed to tear down every statue to Horemheb the way he tore down the statues of Ay and Tutankhamun, or wipe his name from the scrolls just as he tried to wipe...
“I don’t know why you’re doing this,” Alexander groaned into his pillow. “It’s still dark outside.” “And this is the only time Vitruvius has for teaching me.” “But what do you hope to learn? You know everything.” I laughed, but quietly, so I wouldn’t wake Marcellus in the room next to ours. “Do y...
I put down my diary, and suddenly, it doesn’t matter that sixty-one years have passed. I can still taste the dirt of the battlefield in my mouth; hear the screams of the men and horses in my ears. There was a time I used to read these words over and over, as if reliving my trauma could change it ...