Author: Nora Roberts
Read copy: Mass Market Paperback
Published: April 1, 2003
Publisher: Piatkus Books
MALACHI, GIDEON, AND REBECCA SULLIVAN are determined to recover a precious family heirloom, one of a priceless, long-separated set of three Fates that their great-great-grandfather liberated from the Lusitania.
The quest will take them from their home in Ireland to Helsinki, Prague, and New York—and introduce them to a formidable female professor; to a daring exotic dancer who sees the Fates as her chance at a new life; and to a seductive security expert who knows how to play high-tech cat-and-mouse. And it will pit them in a suspenseful fight against an ambitious woman who will stop at nothing to acquire the Fates...
The three fates of Greek mythology, Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos. United, they hold the fate of the human life in their hands—one spins the thread of life, the other measures it, the third cuts it.
Yet their statues have been separated for ages. One was stolen, only to be saved by being lost forever at the bottom of the ocean, and two were passed on through generation. Yet the thread continues to spin, waiting to be measured, and cut. Waiting for the three Fates to reunite once again.
It will take three couples, three siblings, and their fated ones, to bring the Fates back together. Their threads have been spun, and connected, and nothing and no one can stand in their way.
I started to read this book a few years back, but after finishing chapter two, I put it back on my shelf. I have no idea why, maybe I wasn't in the right mood. Or maybe it was my first NR book and I haven't gotten used to her yet. ;)
Anyway, I picked this story up once again, and I couldn't put it down until I was finished. It reads like one of NR's trilogies, just condensed into one story. Which is both a pity (because I love her trilogies), and a blessing (because some of the main characters were rather annoying). I usually like NR heroines, but the three in this one were just a bit too much for me to handle, the shy, phobic hypochondriac, and the "reckless" Irish gal were okay, I guess, but I just can't get over the idiotic exotic dancer that has pretty much put everybody in danger, because she foolishly thought she could handle it. Yeah, right. The guys should've been made saints, especially the younger Sullivan brother.
Once I got past the heroines, it took some time and work to do that, everything else was spot on. The suspense, the romance, the pacing, the plot, the final resolution...It was great, tight, gripping, and intense. As a NR story should be.