Author: Gillian Ingall
Publisher: Strategic Book Publishing & Rights Agency
ISBN: 1681819066
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 320
Book Description
Napoleon’s Glass is based on the real-life story of a tragic French heroine named Adele Vignoli. When her father, the Marquis Thierry Valentin, is forced to flee France to escape the guillotine, Adele must support herself and her mother. With the help of Josephine Bonaparte, she is appointed brodeuse (embroiderer) to the Queen of Westphalia. She lives a luxurious lifestyle until the Cossacks sack the city and her mother dies as they escape the devastation. Destitute, she cuts off her hair, dresses as a man, and works in a field hospital where she learns the art of healing. After the Napoleonic wars, Adele is employed as a lady’s maid to Napoleon’s sister, Caroline, and an Italian Marquise. She marries a dashing Papal guard, but on learning of his infidelity, she leaves him to live her own life. Penniless and in poor health, she is on the verge of prostitution when she is saved by an English lord who takes her back to Ireland. Here she meets the love of her life. With a passion for social equality and an independent spirit, she moved from royal courts to battlefields, from country mansions to dirt hovels, never giving up her fight against social injustice and the hope of finding her missing father.
Napoleon's Glass
Author: Gillian Ingall
Publisher: Strategic Book Publishing & Rights Agency
ISBN: 1681819066
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 320
Book Description
Napoleon’s Glass is based on the real-life story of a tragic French heroine named Adele Vignoli. When her father, the Marquis Thierry Valentin, is forced to flee France to escape the guillotine, Adele must support herself and her mother. With the help of Josephine Bonaparte, she is appointed brodeuse (embroiderer) to the Queen of Westphalia. She lives a luxurious lifestyle until the Cossacks sack the city and her mother dies as they escape the devastation. Destitute, she cuts off her hair, dresses as a man, and works in a field hospital where she learns the art of healing. After the Napoleonic wars, Adele is employed as a lady’s maid to Napoleon’s sister, Caroline, and an Italian Marquise. She marries a dashing Papal guard, but on learning of his infidelity, she leaves him to live her own life. Penniless and in poor health, she is on the verge of prostitution when she is saved by an English lord who takes her back to Ireland. Here she meets the love of her life. With a passion for social equality and an independent spirit, she moved from royal courts to battlefields, from country mansions to dirt hovels, never giving up her fight against social injustice and the hope of finding her missing father.
Publisher: Strategic Book Publishing & Rights Agency
ISBN: 1681819066
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 320
Book Description
Napoleon’s Glass is based on the real-life story of a tragic French heroine named Adele Vignoli. When her father, the Marquis Thierry Valentin, is forced to flee France to escape the guillotine, Adele must support herself and her mother. With the help of Josephine Bonaparte, she is appointed brodeuse (embroiderer) to the Queen of Westphalia. She lives a luxurious lifestyle until the Cossacks sack the city and her mother dies as they escape the devastation. Destitute, she cuts off her hair, dresses as a man, and works in a field hospital where she learns the art of healing. After the Napoleonic wars, Adele is employed as a lady’s maid to Napoleon’s sister, Caroline, and an Italian Marquise. She marries a dashing Papal guard, but on learning of his infidelity, she leaves him to live her own life. Penniless and in poor health, she is on the verge of prostitution when she is saved by an English lord who takes her back to Ireland. Here she meets the love of her life. With a passion for social equality and an independent spirit, she moved from royal courts to battlefields, from country mansions to dirt hovels, never giving up her fight against social injustice and the hope of finding her missing father.
History Through the Opera Glass
Author: George Jellinek
Publisher: Hal Leonard Corporation
ISBN: 9780879102845
Category : Music
Languages : en
Pages : 428
Book Description
(Limelight). This first-of-its-kind, highly entertaining, and carefully researched account reveals how nearly 200 operas by leading composers and librettists have portrayed the major events and personalities of more than 2000 years of history. In a continuous and absorbing narrative, the book sweeps from Roman times to 1820, with a cast of characters that includes Julius Caesar, Antony and Cleopatra, Attila, Charlemagne, Henry VIII, Elizabeth I, Catherine the Great, Napoleon and hundreds more. All are seen as the figures historians generally perceive them to have been and as their on-stage counterparts, created and re-imagined by some of opera's greatest artists.
Publisher: Hal Leonard Corporation
ISBN: 9780879102845
Category : Music
Languages : en
Pages : 428
Book Description
(Limelight). This first-of-its-kind, highly entertaining, and carefully researched account reveals how nearly 200 operas by leading composers and librettists have portrayed the major events and personalities of more than 2000 years of history. In a continuous and absorbing narrative, the book sweeps from Roman times to 1820, with a cast of characters that includes Julius Caesar, Antony and Cleopatra, Attila, Charlemagne, Henry VIII, Elizabeth I, Catherine the Great, Napoleon and hundreds more. All are seen as the figures historians generally perceive them to have been and as their on-stage counterparts, created and re-imagined by some of opera's greatest artists.
Napoleon's Opera-glass
Author: Lewis Rosenthal
Publisher: London : E. Mathews
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 166
Book Description
Publisher: London : E. Mathews
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 166
Book Description
Napoleon's Women
Author: Christopher Hibbert
Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
ISBN: 9780393324990
Category : Biography & Autobiography
Languages : en
Pages : 428
Book Description
As a soldier and an emperor, Napoleon was ruthless and determined; as a lover, he showed the same single-minded ferocity.
Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
ISBN: 9780393324990
Category : Biography & Autobiography
Languages : en
Pages : 428
Book Description
As a soldier and an emperor, Napoleon was ruthless and determined; as a lover, he showed the same single-minded ferocity.
Napoleon's Campaign of 1812 and the Retreat from Moscow
Author: Hilaire Belloc
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Napoleonic Wars, 1800-1815
Languages : en
Pages : 318
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Napoleonic Wars, 1800-1815
Languages : en
Pages : 318
Book Description
Napoleon (Silver Edition)
Author: Wayne Kyle Spitzer
Publisher: Hobb's End Books
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 166
Book Description
The steel mesh started to break: first one joint, then another. Napoleon stood sideways on the fence like a parrot, his splay toes gripping the bars. He braced himself with his legs and pulled at the grid with his teeth. The muscles of his neck rippled; his growl was a steady trill. Metal squealed as he peeled a section back. Lightning flashed nearby, followed by a crack-kaboom! In the wash of light, the man saw the dinosaur looking at him. Glaring at him. Its color had gone blood red. He dropped the shock prod and swallowed, tasting bile. His head was swimming; he felt nauseated. The game had gone far enough, he realized. He had to end it—he had to end it now. He stepped back over to the control box and flipped it open, sought out the RUN ELECTRIFICATION button. He punched it with the bottom of his fist. The air seemed to vibrate, and sparks exploded beneath Napoleon's hands and feet. The dinosaur was knocked off the fence instantly. It crashed into the mud with a tremendous splash, and writhed violently. Then it struggled to its feet and latched onto the fence again. Sparks popped and spit; there was the smell of burnt flesh. Napoleon backed off, cocking his head. His foreclaws opened and closed. He sniffed at the electrically charged air, and at the ground. His left foot was smoking. He didn't approach the fence again. The man stepped closer and peered through the mesh. “You’re learning, aren't you?” he said, and scooped up the shock prod from the mud. He wiped it on his lab coat. “You’re learning not to mess with me, aren't you?” Napoleon looked at him, then shifted his neck to the side oddly. He was looking at something behind the man, something low to the ground. The man turned around. There was nothing there but the steel hatch to the feeding shaft, set into concrete like an oversized manhole cover. It was dotted with dried blood and padlocked heavily. He turned back to Napoleon, dismissing the behavior, and found the dinosaur craning to look behind itself. Its head was cocked as though listening to something. The man exhaled; he was tired of playing dino-games. “Well,” he began, preparing to prod it a final time, “here 's one for the road ...” A pair of headlights suddenly appeared in the distance, from the direction the T was looking. They were moving through the blackness out beyond the perimeter, winking in and out between trees. The man glimpsed the car as it passed beneath a street light: it was a sleek white Saturn, the kind employed by Atrax Security. Its bluish spotlight scanned the area. S.O. Trevor was making his nightly perimeter check. The man’s pulse quickened. He glanced at his watch, but had to swipe a palm across it to read it clearly. It was 11:19. Damn ... Now what? His heart pounded: Get out of here. He triggered the run doors, and they rattled up out of the way. Napoleon swung his head around and peered down the shaft. His little hands opened and closed; his tail moved back and forth. He strode from the run abruptly, descending the “ladder” into his habitat. The man shut the doors. Then he took the flap of bent mesh in both hands and tried to straighten it. It was no use, he decided at length. The stuff was stronger than it looked. He gave up and headed for the stairs. Levi burst into the shop. Trevor was already coming up the hallway, his spit-polished shoes clicking over the tile, his keys jingling in perfect sync. Damn, Levi thought. The bastard’s log would put him on Blue Level at 11:20—a full 10 minutes behind schedule. He took up his mop and started mopping. A moment later Trevor stepped into the room. “Hey Levi.” Levi looked up as if startled. “Trevor! How goes it?” The guard shrugged. “Same as always. How are ...” He paused, looking down. “Forget your hip-waders or something?”
Publisher: Hobb's End Books
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 166
Book Description
The steel mesh started to break: first one joint, then another. Napoleon stood sideways on the fence like a parrot, his splay toes gripping the bars. He braced himself with his legs and pulled at the grid with his teeth. The muscles of his neck rippled; his growl was a steady trill. Metal squealed as he peeled a section back. Lightning flashed nearby, followed by a crack-kaboom! In the wash of light, the man saw the dinosaur looking at him. Glaring at him. Its color had gone blood red. He dropped the shock prod and swallowed, tasting bile. His head was swimming; he felt nauseated. The game had gone far enough, he realized. He had to end it—he had to end it now. He stepped back over to the control box and flipped it open, sought out the RUN ELECTRIFICATION button. He punched it with the bottom of his fist. The air seemed to vibrate, and sparks exploded beneath Napoleon's hands and feet. The dinosaur was knocked off the fence instantly. It crashed into the mud with a tremendous splash, and writhed violently. Then it struggled to its feet and latched onto the fence again. Sparks popped and spit; there was the smell of burnt flesh. Napoleon backed off, cocking his head. His foreclaws opened and closed. He sniffed at the electrically charged air, and at the ground. His left foot was smoking. He didn't approach the fence again. The man stepped closer and peered through the mesh. “You’re learning, aren't you?” he said, and scooped up the shock prod from the mud. He wiped it on his lab coat. “You’re learning not to mess with me, aren't you?” Napoleon looked at him, then shifted his neck to the side oddly. He was looking at something behind the man, something low to the ground. The man turned around. There was nothing there but the steel hatch to the feeding shaft, set into concrete like an oversized manhole cover. It was dotted with dried blood and padlocked heavily. He turned back to Napoleon, dismissing the behavior, and found the dinosaur craning to look behind itself. Its head was cocked as though listening to something. The man exhaled; he was tired of playing dino-games. “Well,” he began, preparing to prod it a final time, “here 's one for the road ...” A pair of headlights suddenly appeared in the distance, from the direction the T was looking. They were moving through the blackness out beyond the perimeter, winking in and out between trees. The man glimpsed the car as it passed beneath a street light: it was a sleek white Saturn, the kind employed by Atrax Security. Its bluish spotlight scanned the area. S.O. Trevor was making his nightly perimeter check. The man’s pulse quickened. He glanced at his watch, but had to swipe a palm across it to read it clearly. It was 11:19. Damn ... Now what? His heart pounded: Get out of here. He triggered the run doors, and they rattled up out of the way. Napoleon swung his head around and peered down the shaft. His little hands opened and closed; his tail moved back and forth. He strode from the run abruptly, descending the “ladder” into his habitat. The man shut the doors. Then he took the flap of bent mesh in both hands and tried to straighten it. It was no use, he decided at length. The stuff was stronger than it looked. He gave up and headed for the stairs. Levi burst into the shop. Trevor was already coming up the hallway, his spit-polished shoes clicking over the tile, his keys jingling in perfect sync. Damn, Levi thought. The bastard’s log would put him on Blue Level at 11:20—a full 10 minutes behind schedule. He took up his mop and started mopping. A moment later Trevor stepped into the room. “Hey Levi.” Levi looked up as if startled. “Trevor! How goes it?” The guard shrugged. “Same as always. How are ...” He paused, looking down. “Forget your hip-waders or something?”
Napoleon
Author: Wayne Kyle Spitzer
Publisher: Hobb's End Books
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 78
Book Description
Lightning flashed above them, and thunder cracked. It was a sharp, ragged sound—like the crunch of a busting tree trunk. The man flinched, and Napoleon turned to face him. The two of them stared at each other through the rain and the steel mesh. “So, we meet again,” the man joked. He expected the sound of his voice would set the animal off. But nothing happened. The man swallowed. “I know you can see me,” he said at last, and found he had to holler just to pierce the storm’s din. “I know you can see me—because I can see you!” The Nano-T didn’t move. The man laughed brusquely, and shook his head. “What’s the matter—forget about last night?” Rain pounded on metal and roared down the gutter. The T remained still. Why wasn’t it attacking? Was it wary of the shock prod? Was it sick? He readied his thumb over the prod’s switch. There was only one way to find out … The Nano-T dipped its head to the ground suddenly, sniffing the mud, and the man hesitated. He withdrew the prod and shuffled forward, peering through the mesh … It wasn’t mud the animal was sniffing. It was its own— Something wet and foul hit the fence, splattering, and the man jerked away. The T’s narrow muzzle darted between the bars—and slammed to a stop. Its teeth gnashed; the fence shook. Its eyes stared out at him from its wide head, their golden coronas close to the mesh. The man fumed; it had flung its shit at him! He hit the LADDER DOORS plunger and the PADDOCK plunger simultaneously. Steel pulleys whirred, and iron doors slammed into the mud. Napoleon pulled back from the mesh, bleeding. He looked at the closed gates, owlish eyes blinking, and brushed at his lacerated snout with a fore-claw. The man closed the control box and jabbed him in the hip with the prod. The Nano-T jumped, squealing, and banged its head on a crossbeam. Hot orange sparks rained down in the mud. The man laughed, his mouth hung wide, and struck the animal again. Napoleon howled at the sky.
Publisher: Hobb's End Books
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 78
Book Description
Lightning flashed above them, and thunder cracked. It was a sharp, ragged sound—like the crunch of a busting tree trunk. The man flinched, and Napoleon turned to face him. The two of them stared at each other through the rain and the steel mesh. “So, we meet again,” the man joked. He expected the sound of his voice would set the animal off. But nothing happened. The man swallowed. “I know you can see me,” he said at last, and found he had to holler just to pierce the storm’s din. “I know you can see me—because I can see you!” The Nano-T didn’t move. The man laughed brusquely, and shook his head. “What’s the matter—forget about last night?” Rain pounded on metal and roared down the gutter. The T remained still. Why wasn’t it attacking? Was it wary of the shock prod? Was it sick? He readied his thumb over the prod’s switch. There was only one way to find out … The Nano-T dipped its head to the ground suddenly, sniffing the mud, and the man hesitated. He withdrew the prod and shuffled forward, peering through the mesh … It wasn’t mud the animal was sniffing. It was its own— Something wet and foul hit the fence, splattering, and the man jerked away. The T’s narrow muzzle darted between the bars—and slammed to a stop. Its teeth gnashed; the fence shook. Its eyes stared out at him from its wide head, their golden coronas close to the mesh. The man fumed; it had flung its shit at him! He hit the LADDER DOORS plunger and the PADDOCK plunger simultaneously. Steel pulleys whirred, and iron doors slammed into the mud. Napoleon pulled back from the mesh, bleeding. He looked at the closed gates, owlish eyes blinking, and brushed at his lacerated snout with a fore-claw. The man closed the control box and jabbed him in the hip with the prod. The Nano-T jumped, squealing, and banged its head on a crossbeam. Hot orange sparks rained down in the mud. The man laughed, his mouth hung wide, and struck the animal again. Napoleon howled at the sky.
Napoleon’S Egyptian Girl
Author: John W. Livingston
Publisher: iUniverse
ISBN: 1532021666
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 294
Book Description
Napoleon Bonaparte led forty thousand troops to Egypt in the French Revolutionary Wars against Britain. The French were in Egypt for three years in 17981801, during which time they associated with the Egyptian people and founded an academic institute called The Egyptian Institute. Zaynab, the daughter of a high religious shaykh of al-Azhar, visited the institute, learned French, and became close to the French. She became associated with Bonaparte through her fathers ambitions to use Bonaparte to further his religious career, quite as Bonaparte used the shaykh to give Muslim legitimacy to his position as ruler of Egypt in sevice to the Ottoman Sultan. Both were trying to use the other to their own advantage. The shaykhs daughter, Zaynab, gets caught in the middle and will pay the price of collaboration when the French are forced to abandon Egypt.
Publisher: iUniverse
ISBN: 1532021666
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 294
Book Description
Napoleon Bonaparte led forty thousand troops to Egypt in the French Revolutionary Wars against Britain. The French were in Egypt for three years in 17981801, during which time they associated with the Egyptian people and founded an academic institute called The Egyptian Institute. Zaynab, the daughter of a high religious shaykh of al-Azhar, visited the institute, learned French, and became close to the French. She became associated with Bonaparte through her fathers ambitions to use Bonaparte to further his religious career, quite as Bonaparte used the shaykh to give Muslim legitimacy to his position as ruler of Egypt in sevice to the Ottoman Sultan. Both were trying to use the other to their own advantage. The shaykhs daughter, Zaynab, gets caught in the middle and will pay the price of collaboration when the French are forced to abandon Egypt.
Napoleon's Mameluke
Author: Roustam Raza
Publisher: Enigma Books
ISBN: 1936274736
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 221
Book Description
Roustam Raza was sold into slavery in Egypt, then given to General Napoleon Bonaparte in August 1799. For fifteen years, he was Napoleon's personal bodyguard, always with the emperor and sleeping across his doorway. His reminiscences include Russia in 1812 and life in the imperial palaces. He didn't follow Napoleon into exile in 1814. The memoirs contain a host of anecdotes on Napoleon and the Napoleonic world. Jonathan North is a historian of the Napoleonic era. He has published With Napoleon in Russia: The Illustrated Memoirs of Faber du Faur and Napoleon's Army in Russia: The Illustrated Memoirs of Albrecht Adam, 1812.
Publisher: Enigma Books
ISBN: 1936274736
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 221
Book Description
Roustam Raza was sold into slavery in Egypt, then given to General Napoleon Bonaparte in August 1799. For fifteen years, he was Napoleon's personal bodyguard, always with the emperor and sleeping across his doorway. His reminiscences include Russia in 1812 and life in the imperial palaces. He didn't follow Napoleon into exile in 1814. The memoirs contain a host of anecdotes on Napoleon and the Napoleonic world. Jonathan North is a historian of the Napoleonic era. He has published With Napoleon in Russia: The Illustrated Memoirs of Faber du Faur and Napoleon's Army in Russia: The Illustrated Memoirs of Albrecht Adam, 1812.
Napoleon's Run
Author: Jonathan Spencer
Publisher: Canelo
ISBN: 1800320736
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 425
Book Description
'Better than Sharpe... Napoleon’s Run deserves to be a runaway success’ Ben Kane, Sunday Times bestselling author of LionheartOne man against an armada London, 1798. Late one night, a junior naval officer at the Admiralty intercepts a coded despatch, marked with blood: Napoleon Bonaparte is about to launch the largest invasion fleet in history. Target: unknown. England is vulnerable, bereft of allies, and the Sea Lords fear a direct assault on Britain. Admiralty Intelligence sounds the alarm and prepares to unleash Nelson and the Mediterranean squadron. But before they can, they need vital information. They need a special officer to infiltrate by land or by sea to uncover the destination of Napoleon’s armada – a man who never stops. Marine Lt William John Hazzard. But will he agree to help them? Betrayed by the Admiralty at the African Cape three years earlier, Hazzard has vowed never to trust them again. Bitter memories poisoned his return home, and his devoted fiancée Sarah, unable to bear his pain any longer, disappears in Naples – never to be seen again. But the Admiralty knows just how to get him back. They know where Sarah is, and her life is in danger... From pitched sea-battles to back-street duels in a covert war, this is the epic adventure of the new hero of Napoleonic fiction: Hazzard. Perfect for fans of Seth Hunter, Bernard Cornwell and C. S. Forester. Never give up the boat. Praise for Napoleon's Run ‘This is an outstanding novel, made even more remarkable by its début status. I loved it, from the first page to the end. Better than Sharpe, gripping and intense, Napoleon’s Run deserves to be a runaway success’ Ben Kane, Sunday Times bestselling author of Lionheart 'Hornblower meets Mission: Impossible. A thrilling, page-turning debut packed with rousing, rip-roaring action' J. D. Davies, author of the Matthew Quinton Journals 'This book has it all. Combines great action with really good history, and an engaging and original character in Marine officer William Hazzard, who adds a satisfying dash of the swashbuckling Bombay Buccaneers to some solid scholarship. In many ways this captures the true – and surprisingly subversive nature – of early British imperialism' Seth Hunter, author of the Nathan Peake novels 'Outstanding... Packed to the gunwales with action, this fast-paced story introduces us to William Hazzard, a Marine Lieutenant who takes on not just Napoleon, but also the espionage and machinations of the new French Republic during the reign of terror, Neapolitan high society, and even the British Admiralty itself. Leading a crew of wonderfully-drawn characters, Hazzard is not only a convincing action hero, but also one who offers a timeless insight into loyalty, trust and honesty. A thumping read' Chris Lloyd, author of The Unwanted Dead ‘This book has a rich cast of characters who will delight, enthral and keep you turning the pages to the very end. A brilliant, thrilling read, with a new – and very believable – hero. This is my favourite historical novel of the year so far’ Michael Jecks, author of the Last Templar Mysteries 'A strong, fast-moving story by an author with a deep knowledge of the period and the narrative skill of a fine story-teller' Andrew Swanston, author of Waterloo 'A great read! Well-tempered and well-researched, with well-drawn characters who will, I am sure, be with us for a while' Rob Low, author of The Lion Wakes 'Loads of action and plenty of plot twists, meticulously researched with a fine period feel' A.J. MacKenzie, author of The Ballad of John MacLea
Publisher: Canelo
ISBN: 1800320736
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 425
Book Description
'Better than Sharpe... Napoleon’s Run deserves to be a runaway success’ Ben Kane, Sunday Times bestselling author of LionheartOne man against an armada London, 1798. Late one night, a junior naval officer at the Admiralty intercepts a coded despatch, marked with blood: Napoleon Bonaparte is about to launch the largest invasion fleet in history. Target: unknown. England is vulnerable, bereft of allies, and the Sea Lords fear a direct assault on Britain. Admiralty Intelligence sounds the alarm and prepares to unleash Nelson and the Mediterranean squadron. But before they can, they need vital information. They need a special officer to infiltrate by land or by sea to uncover the destination of Napoleon’s armada – a man who never stops. Marine Lt William John Hazzard. But will he agree to help them? Betrayed by the Admiralty at the African Cape three years earlier, Hazzard has vowed never to trust them again. Bitter memories poisoned his return home, and his devoted fiancée Sarah, unable to bear his pain any longer, disappears in Naples – never to be seen again. But the Admiralty knows just how to get him back. They know where Sarah is, and her life is in danger... From pitched sea-battles to back-street duels in a covert war, this is the epic adventure of the new hero of Napoleonic fiction: Hazzard. Perfect for fans of Seth Hunter, Bernard Cornwell and C. S. Forester. Never give up the boat. Praise for Napoleon's Run ‘This is an outstanding novel, made even more remarkable by its début status. I loved it, from the first page to the end. Better than Sharpe, gripping and intense, Napoleon’s Run deserves to be a runaway success’ Ben Kane, Sunday Times bestselling author of Lionheart 'Hornblower meets Mission: Impossible. A thrilling, page-turning debut packed with rousing, rip-roaring action' J. D. Davies, author of the Matthew Quinton Journals 'This book has it all. Combines great action with really good history, and an engaging and original character in Marine officer William Hazzard, who adds a satisfying dash of the swashbuckling Bombay Buccaneers to some solid scholarship. In many ways this captures the true – and surprisingly subversive nature – of early British imperialism' Seth Hunter, author of the Nathan Peake novels 'Outstanding... Packed to the gunwales with action, this fast-paced story introduces us to William Hazzard, a Marine Lieutenant who takes on not just Napoleon, but also the espionage and machinations of the new French Republic during the reign of terror, Neapolitan high society, and even the British Admiralty itself. Leading a crew of wonderfully-drawn characters, Hazzard is not only a convincing action hero, but also one who offers a timeless insight into loyalty, trust and honesty. A thumping read' Chris Lloyd, author of The Unwanted Dead ‘This book has a rich cast of characters who will delight, enthral and keep you turning the pages to the very end. A brilliant, thrilling read, with a new – and very believable – hero. This is my favourite historical novel of the year so far’ Michael Jecks, author of the Last Templar Mysteries 'A strong, fast-moving story by an author with a deep knowledge of the period and the narrative skill of a fine story-teller' Andrew Swanston, author of Waterloo 'A great read! Well-tempered and well-researched, with well-drawn characters who will, I am sure, be with us for a while' Rob Low, author of The Lion Wakes 'Loads of action and plenty of plot twists, meticulously researched with a fine period feel' A.J. MacKenzie, author of The Ballad of John MacLea