Weekend in Faro is an illuminating novel about following your heart, understanding your passions, finding your soul, and believing in something greater than yourself that makes life worth living.
The bizarre life journey of Michael Nicolau comes to its pinnacle when he meets Maria one January weekend in the picturesque coastal town of Faro, in southern Portugal.
In this fantasy romance, the author successfully juggles the imaginary world of dreams, living gods, and arcane magic with the real world of deceit and lies, erotic encounters, unfulfilled love, spiritual alienation, and man’s eternal quest for inner peace and happiness.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / FantasyAmazon Best Sellers Rank for Kindle edition:
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Amazon Best Sellers Rank for paperback edition:
#22668 in Books > Science Fiction & Fantasy > Fantasy > Romantic
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They were walking back to the hotel. She looked so beautiful under the yellowish street lights. He loved the way she moved, smiled, and spoke. Her voice was angelic, but it wasn't only about the way she looked. He adored everything about her. It was what was inside her, everything from her mind and reasoning to her sense of humor. I would do anything, just to see that smile and hear that voice forever, Michael was thinking. He knew he would never want anyone else for as long as he lived. She is the one. There is no one else.
For Michael falling in love with that woman was very real and deep. He didn’t remember ever experiencing anything like that. Everything before seemed so superficial, so fake, like he never loved anybody before. Then, they met online, and finally in person, and everything changed. For many years he thought of himself to be a cold, lying, and unfaithful skirt chaser that could never commit in relationships, but at that moment he felt like he had found his destiny. It seemed like that was the woman he wanted all his life.
The answer to everything Michael loved and admired in women was right there in her dreamy eyes and her mystic smile. There was a particular pride in that smile and nobleness in her facial lines and in the set of her small nose. As they were walking, he wanted to hold her hand, but she pulled her hand back. “I am sorry, but I don’t like to show my feelings in public. I don’t like holding hands or kissing in public,” she said.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Valentina
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Portuguese
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Unavailable for translation.
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by MARÍA GIL DEL CAMPO
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Author review: Excellent translation. |
