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The Seduction of Esther
Published by Rebel Ink Press
Released May 31, 2013
Samara Goldberg has a problem even the most beautiful singing voice can’t fix. She’s a walking disaster, especially when she’s around handsome men. To make matters worse, she’s in desperate need of someone to play the character of Mordecai for the Purim spiel she’s producing and the new congregant, Nathaniel Abramson, is a perfect fit. Nathaniel is a divorced dad who’s recovering from the biggest public scandal of his life. The last thing he needs is a relationship with the choir director at his new synagogue, who also happens to be playing the lead female role of Esther in the very play he’s been coerced into joining.
Woven around the Jewish holiday of Purim, The Seduction of Esther is a story of two people whose lives mirror the plot of the Purim story. Like Esther, who had to hide her Jewish identity from the King of Persia, Samara and Nathaniel are hiding key pieces of themselves. Evil Haman wanted to destroy the Jews, and the nasty Josh will do anything to keep Samara and Nathaniel apart. Will their love survive, like the Jewish people in Shushan, Persia, or will their fear keep them apart?
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From Reading Reality: Review: The Seduction of Esther by Jennifer Wilck + Giveaway:
"This is a lovely story."
From Queen of All She Reads: Virtual Book Tour & Giveaway for The Seduction of Esther by Jennifer Wilck:
"A sweet and often humorous contemporary romance, The Seduction of Esther by Jennifer Wilck captured my attention from the very first page and never let go. Likable and well developed characters, good dialogue, a somewhat slapstick sense of humor and a second chance romance for a dad with a small kid, make this book very enjoyable. Mixing in interesting tidbits about the Jewish faith and celebration of one particular holiday, added another layer of depth to reading this story. I enjoyed it and encourage you to give it a try too. "
From Reviews by Crystal: The Seduction of Esther by Jennifer Wilck ~ Goddess Fish Virtual Book Tour:
"This is the first opportunity I have had to read a book by Jennifer Wilck and I really enjoyed it. She has a nice style of writing that kept me interested in the story from the first page until then end. There was enough drama going on that kept me wondering how things were going to work out for Samara & Nathaniel."
From Straight Reading from the Library: The Seduction of Esther by Jennifer Wilck:
"This is a cute story--I loved the character of Samara, especially her klutziness. Ms. Wilck has a way of describing a scene so I could see it played out in my head like a movie and the initial meeting between Sam and Nathaniel."
From Harlie's Books - The Seduction of Esther by Jennifer Wilck – Review/Excerpt/Giveaway:
"Don’t pass up a great story about two people that didn’t know they needed each other to learn to truly love someone. You also might crave a good Jewish deli in the process."
Samara whipped her head up as a deep voice interrupted her thoughts of baked potatoes au gratin. A tanned hand reached for her wrist, its fingers long and square with clean nails. They gripped enough for her to feel their warmth. Her gaze traveled up his arm. A light dusting of dark hair peeked from beneath the cuff of a starched, white shirt. Her eyes traveled up to biceps that filled out a sleeve. She continued across the broad expanse of chest, up a tanned throat, over a chiseled chin darkened by five o’clock shadow, past soft lips, around flared nostrils and into blue eyes. Slate-blue eyes twinkled at her. She yanked her arm out of his grasp.
“Let go of me, please!”
“Sorry. Didn’t want you to run me over.”
She tilted her head. Did his eyes always twinkle this much?
She was sure she’d never seen him before; his eyes alone would have been enough to spark a glimmer of recognition if they’d ever crossed paths.
And his voice? His voice was unforgettable. A trace of a rasp, like a callused finger catching on a silk blouse; a hint of a Southern drawl stuck out even in the melting pot of New York accents; a satirical lilt, a promise of laughter to brighten the darkest days.
No, she would never forget a voice like that. She could get lost in it for days.
Goosebumps ran down her back, and she shivered. The sudden, uncontrollable movement jerked her out of her reverie and brought her back to the present. The glint in his eye told her he’d noticed her distraction, and her cheeks warmed. Embarrassed, she jerked her cart out of his way and ploughed into the display of russet potatoes.
The table screeched against the linoleum floor and mounds of brown spuds wobbled after the impact. Samara closed her eyes in horror and yanked back her cart. She opened them and watched as one potato toppled onto the floor. Like a scout on a mission, it paved the way for the rest of the potatoes. The pile collapsed and poured around her feet.