In these books The Wolf Gift Chronicles -- Anne returns to the classic monsters and themes of supernatural literature, similar to those she explored in her Vampire Chronicles, and tales of the Mayfair Witches. Her new "man wolf" hero, Reuben Golding, is a talented young man in his twenties who suddenly discovers himself in possession of werewolf powers that catapult him into the life of a comic book style super hero. How Reuben learns to control what he is, how he discovers others who possess the same mysterious "wolf gift," and how he learns to live with what he has become is the main focus of the series.
It's about how the werewolves celebrate these rituals, as humans and as werewolves. But the book also carries forward the story of Reuben's interactions with his girl friend, Laura, and with his human family, with particular focus on Reuben's father, Phil, and his brother, Jim. As a big family novel with elements of the supernatural, "The Wolves of Midwinter" has much in common with Anne's earlier book, "The Witching Hour.
In October of , with the publication of "Prince Lestat," Anne returned to the fabled "Brat Prince" of the Vampire Chronicles, catching up with him in present time. This is the first of several books planned focusing on Lestat's new adventures with other members of the Vampire tribe. When the publication of "Prince Lestat" was announced on Christopher Rice's "The Dinner Party Show," a weekly internet radio broadcast, it made headlines in the US and around the world. Though the first three novels were published in the 's under the pseudonym, A. Roquelaure, the name, Anne Rice, was added to the series in the 's.
About her erotica, Anne has this to say: "I believe in the erotic imagination. I believe men and women have a right to write and read erotic fantasies. This novel may introduce Lestat and extend his appeal to science fiction readers and fantasy readers who love differing versions of the lost kingdom of Atlantis. The novel does justice to both themes: Atlantis and Lestat.
So far, as of early , this novel has received a remarkably positive response with Amazon reviewers. Anne's first novel, Interview with the Vampire, was published in and has gone on to become one of the best-selling novels of all time. She continued her saga of the Vampire Lestat in a series of books, collectively known as The Vampire Chronicles, which have had both great mainstream and cult followings.
The film became an international success. Anne's novel, Feast of All Saints about the free people of color of ante-bellum New Orleans became a Showtime mini series in and is available now on dvd. The script for the mini series by John Wilder was a faithful adaptation of the novel. Near the end of , the theatrical rights to the Vampire Chronicles reverted fully and completely to Anne. She and her son, Christopher Rice, are now developing outlines and scripts for a new television series based on the adventures of The Vampire Lestat. Anne's announcement of this on FB reached well over 2 million people.
She hopes to obtain a pied a terre in the French Quarter there some time in the near future. Anne has this to say of her work: "I have always written about outsiders, about outcasts, about those whom others tend to shun or persecute. And it does seem that I write a lot about their interaction with others like them and their struggle to find some community of their own. The supernatural novel is my favorite way of talking about my reality. I see vampires and witches and ghosts as metaphors for the outsider in each of us, the predator in each of us I could not be more excited about this!
In this the new Golden Age of television, such a series is THE way to let the entire story of the vampires unfold. We will likely begin with "The Vampire Lestat" and move on from there. I will also be an executive producer all the way. It is, more than ever, abundantly clear that television is where the vampires belong. Well, I have heard you. I have always heard you. What you want is what I want. What better way to start a tour for the new book! Anne Rice makes real for us a great dynasty of four centuries of witches - a family given to poetry and incest, murder and philosophy Here are the confessions of a vampire.
Hypnotic, shocking, and chillingly erotic, this is a novel of mesmerizing beauty and astonishing force From best-selling author Anne Rice, writing as A.
Roquleaure, in the traditional folktale of "Sleeping Beauty", the spell cast upon the lovely young princess and everyone in her castle can only be broken by the kiss of a prince Once an aristocrat in the heady days of pre-revolutionary France, now Lestat is a rockstar in the demonic, shimmering s In a feat of virtuoso storytelling, Anne Rice unleashes Akasha, the queen of the damned, who has risen from a six-thousand-year sleep to let loose the powers of the night Rowan's attempt to escape Lasher and his pursuit of her and their child are at the heart of this extraordinary saga.
Rowan Mayfair, a beautiful woman, a brilliant practitioner of neurosurgery—aware that she has special powers but unaware that she comes from an ancient line of witches—finds the drowned body of a man off the coast of California and brings him to life. He is Michael Curry, who was born in New Orleans and orphaned in childhood by fire on Christmas Eve, who pulled himself up from poverty, and who now, in his brief interval of death, has acquired a sensory power that mystifies and frightens him.
An intricate tale of evil unfolds—an evil unleashed in seventeenth-century Scotland, where the first "witch," Suzanne of the Mayfair, conjures up the spirit she names Lasher From the coffee plantations of Port au Prince, where the great Mayfair fortune is made and the legacy of their dark power is almost destroyed, to Civil War New Orleans, as Julien—the clan's only male to be endowed with occult powers—provides for the dynasty its foothold in America, the dark, luminous story encompasses dramas of seduction and death, episodes of tenderness and healing.
And always—through peril and escape, tension and release—there swirl around us the echoes of eternal war: innocence versus the corruption of the spirit, sanity against madness, life against death. With a dreamlike power, the novel draws us, through circuitous, twilight paths, to the present and Rowan's increasingly inspired and risky moves in the merciless game that binds her to her heritage.
And in New Orleans, on Christmas Eve, this strangest of family sagas is brought to its startling climax. Get A Copy. Paperback , pages. Published November 4th by Arrow first published October 1st More Details Original Title. Lives of the Mayfair Witches 1. Other Editions Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about The Witching Hour , please sign up. Brittany Your local library! Most libraries offer free downloadable ebooks, audiobooks, etc.
The system I work for also has digital magazines and music all …more Your local library! The system I work for also has digital magazines and music all available for free download. Reviews on this book please?? Thank you for the recommendation Karen. I came across this book in my hunt for an authentic book on witches. Jessica Blair This particular book is pretty twisted but in a great and twisted way. See all 8 questions about The Witching Hour…. Lists with This Book. Community Reviews.
Showing Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Feb 09, Elise Jensen rated it it was ok Shelves: fiction.
I actually quite enjoyed this book up until the very end, when I felt like the main female character just had some sort of weird personality seizure and did something that the character as you've come to know her just wouldn't have done. It just made it seem poorly written to me, like Ms.
Rice decided in the last 10 pages or so that it was going to have a sequel after all when she had been intending from the beginning for it to be a one-book story. View all 28 comments. Published in , I was hoping it might be the author's thirteenth book, but this goth epic of blood, sugar, sex and black magic is a monster as is. The word count is , words, 10, shy of Stephen King's baby high chair Under the Dome. Rice is a gifted scenarist who sets the table for adult horror dripping with sensuality and dread, the type moviegoers had to imagine in the s with thrillers like Cat Peop My witchathon concludes with The Witching Hour , the eleventh novel by Anne Rice.
Rice is a gifted scenarist who sets the table for adult horror dripping with sensuality and dread, the type moviegoers had to imagine in the s with thrillers like Cat People or I Walked With a Zombie. While her atmosphere is combustible, her storytelling skills are flaccid and I reached a point where I just wanted this to end. The novel gets off impressively. Chapters one through six alternate between three main characters and three citizens of New Orleans: a doctor, a priest and a woman who marries into a family owned funeral parlor.
These locals are traumatized by their experiences with Deirdre Mayfair, a woman in her late 40s and heir to a family fortune. Deirdre has existed in a catatonic state for thirty years since her child was taken away from her to be raised by a cousin in California. Cared for by her sister Carlotta, Deirdre wastes away in a grand but decaying house on First Street, spook central for stories the nuns tell naughty children about witches in the Garden District.
The doctor, the priest and the woman have at one time wanted to help cure Deirdre or reunite her with her daughter, but find the heir to the Mayfair fortune to be lost in her own world, as well as controlled not only by feared attorney Miss Carl, but a strange man that has been seen near her for years. Each of our do-gooders has had an encounter with that man and unburden themselves to inquiring mind Aaron Lightner, an Englishman who's part historian and part psychic detective for a transcontinental organization called the Talamasca, which in addition to investigating vampires and ghosts, has kept tabs on the Mayfair family for generations.
Lightner had proved an excellent listener, responding gently without ever interrupting, But the doctor did not feel better. In fact, he felt foolish when it was over. As he watched Lightner gather up the little tape recorder and put it in his briefcase, he had half a mind to ask for the tape. It was Lightner who broke the silence as he laid down several bills over the check.
I've seen it. And I've recorded other stories of people who have seen the man you described. The words had been said with utter conviction. In fact, they had been spoken with such authority and assurance that the doctor believed them without doubt.
He studied Lightener in detail for the first time. The man was older than he seemed on first inspection. Perhaps sixty-five, even seventy. The doctor found himself captivated again by Lightner's expression, so affable and trusting, so inviting of trust in return. And I tell you this so you understand that you didn't imagine it. And so it doesn't continue to prey on your mind. You couldn't have helped Deirdre Mayfair, by the way. Carlotta Mayfair would never have allowed it. You ought to put the entire incident out of your mind.
Don't ever worry about it again. Pulled from the bay and revived after drowning, the New Orleans native and restorer of old houses has discovered an unwanted talent for psychometry, picking up psychic visions off any object he touches. Donning leather gloves to blunt the effect, Michael received a vision while clinically dead of others instructing him that he had some purpose to fulfill, but can't remember what it is he's supposed to do.
He compels his doctor to track down his rescuer, hoping he might have spoken about his vision to them. Rejecting a promising career in research, Rowan has found her calling in trauma surgery. Raised by wealthy adoptive parents in Tiburon and recently orphaned, she recharges her batteries after a fifteen-hour shift by taking her yacht, the Sweet Christine into Richardson Bay and then the open sea. The cabin of the yacht has been the location of Rowan's other favorite pasttime, taking select cops, firemen or first responders she picks up in neighborhood bars for recreational sex.
Rowan has followed Michael's story in the tabloids and wants to contact him for far more than professional courtesy. There are three people Rowan knows of that she's has killed by thought, most recently, her philandering adoptive father who threatened to leave Rowan's terminally ill adoptive mother unless Rowan slept with him. Michael's experience with psychic phenomena make him one of her people, while his rough and tumble build, blue eyes and worker's hands cloaked in leather have their allure to her as well.
Rowan takes Michael to her home and in addition to vividly describing the mystique of New Orleans and San Francisco, Rice demonstrates her facility for writing hot sex. When he saw her breasts through the thin covering of nylon, he kissed them through the cloth, deliberately teasing himself, his tongue touching the dark circle of the nipple before he forced the cloth away.
What did it feel like, the black leather touching her skin, caressing her nipples? He lifted her breasts, kissing the hot curve of them underneath--he loved this particular juicy crevice--then he sucked the nipples hard, one after the other, rubbing and gathering the flesh feverishly with the palm of his hand. She was twisting under him, her body moving helplessly it seemed, her lips grazing his unevenly shaven chin, then all soft and sweet over his mouth, her hands slipping into his shirt and feeling his chest as if she loved the flatness of it.
She pinched his nipples as he suckled hers. He was so hard he was going to spill. He stopped, rose on his hands, and tried to catch his breath, then sank down next to her. He knew she was pulling off her jeans. He brought her close, feeling the smooth flesh of her back, then moving down to the curve of her soft clutchable and kneadable little bottom. No waiting now, he couldn't.
In a rage of impatience he took off his glasses and shoved them on the bedside table. Now she would be a lush soft blur to him, but all the physical details he'd seen were ever present in his mind. He was on top of her. Her hand moved against his crotch, unzipped his pants, and brought out his sex, roughly, slapping it as if to test its hardness--a little gesture that almost brought him over the edge.
He felt the prickly curling thatch of pubic hair, the heated inner lips, and finally the tight pulsing sheath itself as he entered. I did mention that The Witching Hour is , words, so, if you like the supernatural and erotica, Anne Rice has more. A lot more. After three rounds of world class sex, Michael takes leave of Rowan to make a flight to New Orleans he'd booked his passage before they officially met. Michael feels pulled to his hometown and after picking up no clues from Rowan or her boat, believes the riddle behind his vision lies in the Big Easy. Michael has many memories of the city, particularly a house on First Street in the Garden District his mother would take him past on walks and where a strange man watched him from the porch.
Drunk, Michael heads straight for that house and sees the man again. He passes out. The Englishman attempted to make contact with Michael in San Francisco, intrigued by his psychometric talents, and is operating under the impression that Rowan Mayfair hired Michael to do some work for her in New Orleans. Through much exposition, Lightner reveals that Rowan is heir to a vast family fortune here in the Crescent City and that house that Michael has been obsessed with--and everything in it--belongs to her.
He convinces Michael to come with him to a motherhouse the Talamasca has in Metairie, where he is given a file to read on the Mayfair Witches. Back in San Francisco, Rowan is awakened by a presence. She finds a man standing on the dock who dims away. In the morning, Rowan receives a call from Carlotta Mayfair. Miss Carl is unaware that Rowan's adoptive mother is deceased and has to notify her niece that her birth mother Deirdre passed away that morning. She warns Rowan to avoid New Orleans at all costs. The doctor ignores her. Michael makes progress on the file of the Mayfair Witches, which goes back twelve generations and spans Scotland, France and New Orleans in an orgy of persecution, personal fortune, and madness, with "that man," who goes by the name Lasher, waiting in the wings.
Though Deirdre has slumbered in a twilight induced by drugs all of her adult life, there have been countless sightings by those around her of "a mysterious brown-haired man. Ann's Asylum claimed to have seen him--"some man going into her room! Now I know I saw that.
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Black orderlies in various hospitals saw "that man all the time. I know him when I see him. I see spirits. I call them up. I know him and he know me and he don't come near me at all. There are the same old stories. There is even some talk of "a man around here" who doesn't want things done.
The strengths of The Witching Hour and part of what has driven Anne Rice up the bestseller's charts over the years is her command of prose while trafficking in the supernatural and the sensual. Her attention to detail--whether it's describing a witch burning in the 17th century or a crumbling Irish Catholic church in the present--is so good.
Rather than ride a marketable genre to its obvious and boring conclusions, Rice paints vivid pictures of places and people. She knows cities. She knows Catholicism. I liked how a family owned funeral parlor in New Orleans knows where all the bodies are buried and keep quiet about more than they'll ever reveal, and this is one minor character. I loved how Rice's characters who've come in close contact with the Mayfair witches are suffering from the same trauma as a motorist buzzed by a UFO; they've experienced something they can't explain and want answers.
In another excellent stroke, Rice stumbles onto the conceit of renovating a haunted house, confident enough to cite novels about great houses like Great Expectations or Rebecca by name and in addition to crafting home design porn that matches her skin porn, raises compelling questions about whether new tenants and new fixtures are enough to drive out bad energy hovering around an old house.
The problem with The Witching Hour is that it's two stories: a back story about witches that's exciting and a front story about modern lovers that's lame. Rice doesn't like Rowan Mayfair much--the author's sympathies lie with her tragic men while her women seem to be asking for whatever misfortune is visited on them--and the neurosurgeon has a cunning that felt robotic to me.
Rowan and Michael do spend a lot of time crying, but the machinery of their romance made me want to get back to the flesh and blood of the witches. And , words is too damn long. Rosemary's Baby had a far more compelling story and characters trapped in a web of black magic and deceit and at 79, words, can be read in a quarter of the time. View all 37 comments. Mar 02, RunForTheRoses rated it it was amazing. I got this book for Christmas that year. I was blown away people. This was far an I got this book for Christmas that year. This was far and away my favorite Anne Rice novel, and any of the other sequels and prequels that go with it, and a major recommendation from me on great, compelling, lose-yourself type reading.
View all 16 comments. And gifs. Lots of both, actually. I don't even know how to summarize what I've just finished. It's like trying to tell someone what happens in a George RR Martin novel. Stuff happens. People threaten each other. People fight. People die. People have sex. More stuff happens. More people fight. More people die. The end. Before I get to what cheesed me off, let me say that the middle third of this book was great. Unfortunately, the long-running cycle of Mayfair Witches seemed almost secondary to the primary plot -- a strange thing to say, yes, given that the series is called "The Mayfair Chronicles.
What IS Lasher? After pages, he's still not clearly defined. One would think that makes him mortal, but apparently not. Just one of several logic gaps. Ignore them as needed. Or something. It's a really long-term Cunning Plan tm. Yeah, that's right. The demon As for how Lasher's final transformation is to be accomplished It involves Lasher fusing himself with the fetus in Rowan's body, which then emerges in a bloody scene of horrific birthing though still vague in detail.
The whole thing is beyond serious recount. Clearly the author was going for some kind of Frankenstein tribute, but it didn't work. By this point -- somewhere around page -- I just didn't give a fuck. And who's to blame for my not caring? Michael is a classically-styled nice guy, but that's ALL he is. His niceness is boring as hell. Yes, really. But despite my personal feelings toward this sort of hero, Michael's woobie behavior might have been tolerable had the heroine made up for it.
Didn't happen. Rowan has mysterious healing powers, but she can also kill people with her mind. That sounds great in theory -- except she's a moo of the first order. Excuse me for disparaging her self-righteous spews of whinge. Looking back, I can only say the book's true focus wasn't on witchcraft. I wanted to read a page book about an inbred line of witches The result was a book that felt like two different concepts forced into one unwieldy whole -- not to mention the book was pages too long.
The family compendium was quite interesting, but the rest was a borderline snooze. To conclude, here's a picture of Robb holding an armload of puppies. I feel better already. View all 54 comments. One of my top 3 favorite novels of all time. Anne Rice gets a bad rap for being pure shlock, but what most people who haven't read her don't realize is that she is obsessed with history. She studies a particular time period, learns everything she can about it, and then creates characters and sticks them in it. She rarely disappoints me. And her prose is beautiful.
You can sit down to read and realize that 2 hours have passed having not even noticed. This book is about a woman named Rowan Mayfair, One of my top 3 favorite novels of all time. This book is about a woman named Rowan Mayfair, who was given up for adoption at birth. She has lived a very normal, successful life and become a doctor, knowing nothing of her birth family or the circumstances of her adoption. And then her birth mother in New Orleans dies. Suddenly Rowan finds herself haunted by an apparition that she cannot explain.
She is approached by an old man named Aaron Lightner who tells her that he is with an orginazition called the Talamasca. He explains that they exist to watch and study paranormal and supernatural events, but do not interfere. They have been watching the Mayfair family for hundreds of years. After this book, the Talamasca was merged into Rice's primary ongoing serial, "The Vampire Chronicles. The familiar of the Mayfair family is a very powerful spirit named Lasher.
He is passed down to the first-born daughter of each generation. Now that her mother is dead, Lasher has moved on to Rowan. Rowan decides to head to New Orleans to attend her mother's funeral and meet the family. VERY thrilling, exciting, white-knuckled reading ensues. This is the first book in "The Lives of the Mayfair Witches," a series which originally spanned only 3 books. But when Rice decided that it was time to end all of her ongoing serials, she merged these characters with those from the Vampire Chronicles and ended them both together.
View all 5 comments. Nov 03, Liisa rated it did not like it Shelves: vampire-werewolves-witches-mystical , trilogies-and-series. This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. What a queer little book although at pages, little isn't the right word! This was my first attempt at Anne Rice and I fear it might well be my last. Halfway through "The Witching Hour" , I was absolutely enthralled.
I loved the idea of The Talamasca. At that stage of the story, I would have loved knowing it was a real organisation and applied for a job. I revelled in learning the entire Mayfair history. Anne Rice has a gift for choosing the words that bring it all to life. I could imagine t What a queer little book although at pages, little isn't the right word! I could imagine the house on First Street and see everything as the characters walk through the Garden District.
So why only one star? Firstly, I thought it was too long. And that really is the crux of my complaint. How it all ends. In a word, pitifully. For me, it not only belittled her character and relationship with Michael but made a mockery of it. None of it rang true.
After wading through this, all I am left with is a feeling of being cheated. View all 21 comments. Oh what a wonderful time I had revisiting my first Anne Rice book! I love Southern Gothic and for me there is only one book that beats this one in the genre. Rice's epic tale has it all; mystery, rapture, romance, destiny, history measured in dynastic generations, omens, and decaying mansions teeming with secrets. When you add in Rice's lush prose and fascinating characters all the variables are present for an atmospheric and engrossing read.
There are too many fascinating characters to talk ab Oh what a wonderful time I had revisiting my first Anne Rice book! There are too many fascinating characters to talk about in depth here. We get the rich, scandalous and incestuous Mayfairs as well as their sinister demon Lasher. Lasher is an accommodating spirit who offers attention and affection in times of need, but at a price. We are also given Irish-American priests, nosy Catholic Nuns, black servants and portentous cousins. I certainly can not talk about the characters without mentioning Aaron Lightener. Aaron is an English gentleman representing a paranormal secret society whose roots go back to the murky medieval depths of the Knights Templar.
Some of my favorite scenes are ones in which Aaron is present, exuding his old world charm and knowledge of witches, demons, and ghosts. While a huge chunk of the story is devoted to family genealogy that stretches back to 17th century Scotland, the heart of the story is about our modern day witch, the 13th witch, Rowan Mayfair. I read over pages of miniscule text to see if Rowan would wind up with the Mayfair Emerald around her neck and Lasher between her legs.
Rowan's love interest is a sexy, brilliant, strong, and successful man named Michael Curry who has some unique powers himself. Michael is a well read guy who is artistically talented yet loves to get his hands dirty restoring historical buildings. Oh if only a man like that existed in real life! Rice wastes no time in using the chemistry between Rowan and Michael to mix some steamy sexy times into her horror tale.
Some very intelligent people — such as C. Jung and Joseph Campbell — have seen in the occult a sign of the eternal human craving for spiritual truth. My own view is that when religion starts leaking, the occult is the puddle on the floor. If you made it this far into my review, thank you for sticking with me. It is on deck next, just in time for Halloween. View all 27 comments. Aug 18, Meredith Watson rated it it was ok Shelves: Good Lord, what a long winded mess this was.
All the wordy history was boring but I stuck it out then ended up hating the ending! Why in the world to I keep reading Anne Rice? View all 7 comments. I imagine this as a fabulous mini-series featuring Kathy Bates and Sharon Stone in key roles. View all 17 comments. The Mayfair's are an extremely powerful and wealthy family, in each generation there is a chosen one, a witch, who inherits not only the family home and money, but supernatural powers and an evil entity, named Lasher, who only has one aim — to become human again.
The Witching Hour is an extremely long novel, pages, but don't let that put you off reading as once you open the first page you soon find yourself completely absorbed in the chilling tale of the Mayfair Witches.