Dragonfly in Amber (Outlander series #2) by Diana Gabaldon

Rating: BRAG!
NOOK Book: 866 pages
Historical Fiction
Warning: Language, Sexual Content

Excellent writing! It was a long read but certainly time well spent. Diana Gabaldon mesmerizes her readers with tantalizing detail throughout and sensational character development! While it was my second time reading it, I found it extremely difficult to put down. You will cry, cringe, crack up, and be contented while reading Dragonfly in Amber.
I can't wait to move on to Voyager (Outlander series #3)! But I will read a few other novels before beginning this long read.

Good Reading!!
Sarah

Now Reading.... Dragonfly in Amber Update

Well, I am nearing the end of Dragonfly in Amber in Chapter 42. It is 866 pages and I am almost near one of the most difficult events of the entire series. Ugghhh!

The Outlander Series by Diana Gabaldon, for those of you who haven't read it, is a series of 7 books, so far, and all are between 750-1200 pages long. But you won't want to put the books down. This series is endearing, terrifying, funny, sad, and kinda grotesque in a few parts as well. The love the two main characters, Jamie and Claire, have for each other is inspiring and heart wrenching.

It is not for the week stomached and can get somewhat explicit in some parts (which you can fast forward through - like I have done), but you definitely wouldn't want to miss out on the story and the incredibly detailed writing that goes along with it. The settings of the books take place around the globe from Scotland, France, England, America, Canada, Jamaica and more of the Carribean islands.

Goodnite and Good Reading!!

Now Reading Update... Dragonfly in Amber

Phew!! This book is incredible, but very stressful to read. I find myself leaving off when I recognize a particularly emotional section approaching. Mind you, it is only because I have already read it and know what is coming. If I did not, I would not be able to put it down. Here is a quick sample of my day's reading...

Jamie reached forward suddenly and took my hands.

"I think it will not happen, Claire; I think we will stop him. And if not, then still I dinna expect anything to happen to me. But if it should..." He was in deadly earnest now, speaking soft and urgently. "If it does, then I want there to be a place for you; I want someone for you to go to if I am ... not there to care for you. If it canna be me, then I would have it be a man who loves you." His grasp on my fingers grew tighter; I could feel both rings digging into my flesh, and felt the urgency in his hands.

"Claire, ye know what it cost me to do this for you - to spare Randall's life. Promise me that if the time should come, you'll go back to Frank." His eyes searched my face, deep blue as the sky in the window behind him. " I tried to send ye back twice before. And I thank God ye wouldna go. But if it comes to a third time - then promise me you will go back to him - back to Frank. For that is why I spare Jack Randall for a year - for your sake. Promise me, Claire?"

Now Reading Update..... Dragonfly in Amber

I am now in the middle of Chapter 17 and tonight Claire and Jamie have induced me to laughing out loud - producing odd looks from my husband - and being mesmerized by their devotion to each other and their adventures in Paris.

Book quote from my readings of today...

(While Claire is washing Jamie's hair for him after a very difficult night with Bonny Prince Charlie.)

He was big, I thought. Near him so much, I tended to forget his size, until I saw him suddenly from a distance, towering among smaller men, and I would be struck anew by his grace and the beauty of his body. But he sat now with his knees nearly underneath his chin, and his shoulders filled the tub from one side to the other. He leaned forward slightly to assist my ministrations, exposing the hideous scars on his back. The thick red welts of Jack Randall's Christmas gift lay heavily over the thin white lines of the earlier floggings.

I touched the scars gently, my heart squeezed by the sight. I had seen those wounds when they were fresh, seen him driven to the edge of madness by torture and abuse. But I had healed him, and he had fought with all the power of a gallant heart to be whole once more, to come back to me. Moved by tenderness, I brushed the trailing ends of his hair aside, and bent to kiss the back of his neck.

I straightened abruptly. He felt my movement and turned his head slightly.

"What is it Sassenach?" he asked, voice slow with drowsy contentment..........

"No, not a thing," I said again, reaching for the ewer on the stand. Placed near the window, it was ice-cold to the touch. I stepped behind Jamie and upended it on his head.

Good night and good reading!!