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Excerpt from Halcyone "The waves are gentle and the sky is clear, and the breeze is tender and low, for these are the days when Halcyone and Ceyx build their nest and no storms ever ruffle the pleasant summer sea. "And who were Halcyone and Ceyx? You shall hear while the chest floats on. Halcyone was a fairy maiden, the daughter of the beach and of the wind. And she loved a sailor-boy and married him, and none on earth were so happy as they....

Excerpt from The Reflections of Ambrosine: A NovelDuring those years we have only twice had glimpses of papa - the shortest visits, with long talks alone with grandmamma and generally leaving by the early train.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technolo...

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Excerpt from His Hour The Sphinx was smiling its eternal smile. It was two o'clock in the morning The tourists had returned to Cairo, and only an Arab or two lingered near the boy who held Tamara's camel, and then gradually slunk away, thus, but for Hafis, she was alone - alone with her thoughts and the Sphinx. The strange, mystical face looked straight at her from the elevation where she sat. Its sensual mocking calm penetrated her brain. T...

Excerpt from Three WeeksThe minds of some human beings are as moles, grubbing in the earth for worms. They have no eyes to see God's sky with the stars in it. To such Three Weeks will be but a sensual record of pas sion. But those who do look up beyond the mate rial will understand the deep pure love, and the Soul in it all, and they will realise that to such a nature as the Lady's, passion would never have run riot until it was sated - she wo...

Excerpt from The Price of Things I wrote this book in Paris in the winter of 1917-18 - in the midst of bombs, and raids, and death. Everyone was keyed up to a strange pitch, and only primitive instincts seemed to stand out distinctly. Life appeared brutal, and our very fashion of speaking, the words we used, the way we looked at things, was more realistic - coarser - than in times of peace, when civilization can re-assert itself again. This ...

Excerpt from The Point of View The restaurant of the Grand Hotel in Rome was filling up. People were dining rather late - it was the end of May and the entertainments were lessening, so they could dawdle over their repasts and smoke their cigarettes in peace. Stella Rawson came in with her uncle and aunt, Canon and the Honorable Mrs. Ebley, and they took their seats in a secluded corner. They looked a little out of place - and felt it - amid...

Excerpt from Beyond the Rocks: A Love Story The hours were composed mostly of dull or rebellious moments during the period of Theodora's engagement to Mr. Brown. From the very first she had thought it hard that she should have had to take this situation, instead of Sarah or Clementine, her elder step-sisters, so much nearer his age than herself. To do them justice, either of these ladies would have been glad to relieve her of the obligation t...

Excerpt from Guinevere's Lover I did not know if you were ready to receive visitors yet, he said, but I was riding past, and was only going to leave a card, when your servant said you were at home. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to d...

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It is not a trouble at all, he began, gravely, "on the contrary, it is a great joy and honor for me. I will state the facts immediately. I understand that for a short while you have been engaged to be married to Miss Stella Rawson, the niece of the respected English clergyman, the Reverend Ebley--

1910. Glyn, English novelist, whose best-selling romantic novels were once considered daring and slightly scandalous. The novel begins: The Sphinx was smiling its eternal smile. It was two o'clock in the morning. The tourists had returned to Cairo, and only an Arab or two lingered near the boy who held Tamara's camel, and then gradually slunk away, thus, but for Hafis, she was alone-alone with her thoughts and the Sphinx. See other titles by t...

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1911. Glyn, English novelist, whose best-selling romantic novels were once considered daring and slightly scandalous. The Reason Why begins: People often wondered what nation the great financier, Francis Markrute, originally sprang from. He was now a naturalized Englishman and he looked English enough. He was slight and fair, and had an immaculately groomed appearance generally-which even the best of valets cannot always produce. He wore his c...

The world has felt upon its hot lips the perfumed kisses of the beautiful heroine of Three Weeks. The brilliant flame that was her life has blazed a path into every corner of the globe. It is a world-renowned novel of consuming emotion that has made the name of its author, Elinor Glyn, the most discussed of all writers of modern fiction. "A cleverly told tale, full of dainty sentiment, of poetic dreaming and dramatic incident." -- The Brooklyn...

Large Format for easy reading. The story of a Russian peasant whose husband is killed in a brawl and who travels to England to live with a rich uncle who knows nothing of her past or the existence of her young son. By the author of Three Weeks.

Large Format for easy reading. Set in pre-Revolutionary Russia, it tells the story of the tempestuous relationship between a Cossack Prince and a widow. By the author of Three Weeks.

Elinor Glyn's romantic fiction, whilst relatively tame by modern standards, was considered scandalous for its time and had a tremendous influence on early 20th-century popular culture. This novel, also known as 'Red Hair', was first published in 1905.

Excerpt from The Visits of Elizabeth Such a bore took me in! He began about the dust again, but I could not stand that, so I said that everyone had already asked me about it. So he said Oh! And went on with his soup. At the other side was another of the Eleven and he said, Did I like cricket? And I said, No, I hated always having to field (which was what I did. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and...