<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002</id><updated>2012-01-26T15:35:00.245-02:00</updated><category term='Sharon Wagner'/><category term='Dixie Lee McKeone'/><category term='Sydney Ann Clary'/><category term='Jane Austen'/><category term='Darkness Chosen'/><category term='Susan Wiggs'/><category term='Margaret Westhaven'/><category term='Mona Farnsworth'/><category term='Maratona de banca'/><category term='Willo Davis Roberts'/><category term='Claudia Jameson'/><category term='Yvonne Whittal'/><category term='M Delly'/><category term='Carole Mortimer'/><category term='Nick Bantock'/><category term='Linell Anston'/><category term='Anime'/><category term='Jessica Steele'/><category term='Carpatos'/><category term='Meg Cabot'/><category term='Susan Howatch'/><category term='Gótico'/><category term='Emma Darcy'/><category term='Sarah mason'/><category term='Alice Abbott'/><category term='Ruth Langan'/><category term='Sissi'/><category term='Jeanne Hines'/><category term='Suzanne Enoch'/><category term='Contos'/><category term='Abigail Clements'/><category term='Coral Hoyle'/><category term='Debbie Macomber'/><category term='Bárbara Cartland'/><category term='Anne Brontë'/><category term='Taylor Ryan'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Anne Mather'/><category term='Charlotte Featherstone'/><category term='Julie Wellsley'/><category term='selinhos'/><category term='Dorothy Cork'/><category term='Betty Hale Hyatt'/><category term='Janet McNaughton'/><category term='Emily Dalton'/><category term='Jane McCarthy'/><category term='Romance Coração'/><category term='Biografia'/><category term='Phyllis Taylor Pianka'/><category term='Catherine Gaskin'/><category term='Jacqueline Diamond'/><category term='Leonor'/><category term='Jane Blackmore'/><category term='Georgette Heyer'/><category term='Evelyn Bond'/><category term='Anne Cooper'/><category term='Charlotte Brontë'/><category term='capas'/><category term='Marian Keys'/><category term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category term='Sophie Kinsella'/><category term='Virginia Nielsen'/><category term='Victoria Holt'/><category term='Seriados'/><category term='Lovecraft'/><category term='Anne Weale'/><category term='Flora Kidd'/><category term='Poppy Nottingham'/><category term='Gabriella Anderson'/><category term='Mary Stewart'/><category term='Sharon Kendrick'/><category term='Clarice Peters'/><category term='Comentários'/><category term='Wanda Bontá'/><category term='Andrea Delmonico'/><category term='Cynthia Alcott'/><category term='Patricia Wynn'/><category term='Selinho'/><category term='Suspense e Romance'/><category term='Rebecca Flanders'/><category term='Arthur Machen'/><category term='Dorothy Daniels'/><category term='Bárbara Neil'/><category term='Sorteios'/><category term='Karen Templeton'/><category term='Adriana'/><category term='Anne Calin'/><category term='Betina Krahn'/><category term='Penny Jordan'/><category term='Algernon Blackwood'/><category term='Rosemary Sutcliff'/><category term='Anne Rice'/><category term='Rae Foley'/><category term='Romance Florzinha'/><category term='Anne Hampson'/><category term='Lanora Miller'/><category term='Nora Roberts'/><category term='Emily Brontë'/><category term='Cynthy Alcott'/><category term='Sissi. 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No quadro, o duque de Ostenburgo e o seu cavaleiro estão embrenhados numa partida de xadrez enquanto são observados por uma misteriosa dama vestida de negro. Todavia, à época em que o quadro foi pintado, um dos jogadores já havia sido assassinado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cinco séculos depois, uma restauradora de arte encontra a inscrição oculta: uis necavit equitem? (Quem matou o cavaleiro?) Auxiliada por um antiquário e um excêntrico jogador de xadrez, a jovem decide resolver o enigma. A investigação assumirá contornos muito singulares: o seu êxito ou fracasso será determinado, jogada a jogada, através de uma partida de xadrez constantemente ameaçada por uma sucessão diabólica de armadilhas e equívocos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;COMENTÁRIOS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A história se passa na década de 80 e a protagonista, Júlia, é uma restauradora de quadros. Enquanto trabalha na restauração de uma pintura flamenga do século XV -&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;A Partida de Xadrez&lt;/b&gt;” -&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;cujo pintor é Pieter van Huys, Julia encontra algo instigante; ao fazer uma radiografia da obra descobre que, por baixo do pano da mesa em que os cavaleiros jogam xadrez, o pintor havia escrito: "&lt;i&gt;Quis Necavit Equitem&lt;/i&gt;" ("Quem matou o Cavaleiro?").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Curiosa com a descoberta Júlia começa a investigar a história do quadro e descobre que o cavaleiro que está jogando com seu patrono, fora assassinado no Século XV, e isso a leva a concluir que a pergunta se referia a morte dele.&amp;nbsp;Para descobrir a resposta é necessário analisar o jogo de xadrez retroativamente, ou seja, fazer as jogadas ao inverso até chegar na jogada onde o cavalo branco (que ela crê representar o cavaleiro da pintura) é "assassinado" no tabuleiro! Com o auxilio de&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;um antiquário homossexual seu amigo, um historiador e um jogador de xadrez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;, Julia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;dá inicio a esta missão, que rende ótimos momentos de investigação, num misto de arte, história e suspense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Temos então dois planos: o jogo de xadrez e uma história de intrigas no século XV que precisa ser invetigada. No entanto, a trama vai mais longe! Ao descobrir "quem matou o cavaleiro?", Júlia se depara com algo aterrador: seus amigos estão sendo assassinados no presente, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;para cada amigo assassinado, Júlia recebe um bilhete com a respectiva jogada para a partida no "Quadro Flamengo"! O jogo de xadrez ainda não terminou, e agora não são mais peças de madeira que estão "morrendo"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, a descoberta faz subir a cotação do quadro e galerias e vendedores de arte começam a disputá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A sinopse do livro me chamou a atenção e eu o comprei, isso mais de uma década atrás. Nunca tinha ouvido falar nada sobre o autor, mas não me arrependi. A narração desperta o interesse, os personagens são todos ótimos, o ambiente é muito bom e por aí a fora. Desde o momento que Julia descobre a inscrição é difícil não partilhar do entusiasmo e da curiosidade que ela sente e, mais tarde, &amp;nbsp;do pavor ao perceber que um psicopata está matando seus amigos de acordo com o jogo de xadrez do quadro. Passei tecendo suposições de quem seria o assassino e não me decepcionei com a solução das tramas. O livro é perfeito em cada paragrafo, realmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fizeram um filme baseado no livro e que eu descobri por acaso na locadora (quando eu ainda entrava em locadoras, hehehehehehe) com o título de Xeque-Mate ( não confundir com o excelente Lucky Number Slevin). O filme é péssimo. Mudaram as características físicas e emocionais dos personagens, aumentaram o romance, diminuíram o mistério e conseguiram uma droga, como geralmente acontece com adaptações de livros se não houver respeito e cuidado ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Em resumo, recomendo o livro, não recomendo o filme :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_hijojorwwo/TyGN88ZworI/AAAAAAAAEVA/qqVU1x5Thy8/s1600/Imagens_Livros_Normal_LV116800_N.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_hijojorwwo/TyGN88ZworI/AAAAAAAAEVA/qqVU1x5Thy8/s320/Imagens_Livros_Normal_LV116800_N.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="JUSTIFY" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XwjKTWW1Y4k/TyGODllAu5I/AAAAAAAAEVI/F0PLxxz9Q9M/s1600/l-48139-v_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deborah Hale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;Lorde Lucius Daventry voltara da guerra com o rosto desfigurado por causa de um tiro e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;decidira viver em reclusão. Mas ao saber que seu avô estava à beira da morte, propõe um&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;noivado fictício à sua vizinha. Ângela Lacewwod, para satisfazer a última vontade do avô.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo era para ser um mero acordo, mas a paixão avassaladora que invadiu seu peito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;estava sendo díficil de ser represada. Lucius sabia que não podia abrir seu coração para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;Ângela; afinal, o que uma mulher tão bela iria querer com um homem como ele?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;O protagonista desta história chama-se Lucius Daventry, conhecido no passado como um dos homens mais belos da Inglaterra, mas que, durante a guerra, teve parte do rosto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;desfigurado por causa de um tiro. Ele é o Barão do título, que começou a usar uma máscara para esconder as cicatrizes, sofrendo fortes dores de cabeça e com grande sensibilidade a luz, motivo pelo qual começou a sair somente durante o período noturno e, como consequência, passou a ser chamado de Lorde Lúcifer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lucios é uma pessoa cheia de traumas e que detesta companhia, perdeu a fé na humanidade e na vida e só tem apego por seu avô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;A protagonista, Ângela Lacewood, vive de favor na propriedade dos tios e já se conformou em não ser notada nem amada por nenhum membro da família, exceto talvez, por seu jovem irmão, que tenta fazer carreira militar e não vive com ela. Tentando compensar a carência&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;Ângela passava boa parte de seus dias ajudando os necessitados, fazendo visitas às pessoas da comunidade e ajudando no que fosse possível. Desta forma ela começou a visitar o conde de Welland, o avô de Lucius, um velhinho solitário e saudoso do neto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lucius e Ângela ficam noivos, e, segundo o combinado, após a morte do Conde Welland a moça deveria romper o noivado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;Lucius propôs o falso noivado a Ângela para que o seu avô, que estava com a saúde muito debilitada, pudesse morrer tranquilo sabendo que o neto e ela, uma vez casados, cuidariam um do outro. Durante este falso noivado os dois começam a se conhecer e se descobrem muito atraídos um pelo outro, rapidamente se apaixonando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quando Ângela se descobre apaixonada pelo Barão, tenta de todas as formas fazer com que ele esqueça o acordo de noivado e realmente case com ela. Lucius, no entanto, não aceita de jeito nenhum as declarações de Ângela de que podem ser felizes juntos e acaba fazendo ela sofrer mais do que devia em razão de seu temperamento teimoso. Não entendo por que, se o cara não queria nada com ela, ou se, nas palavras dele, não estava a altura dela, pegou a moça e dormiu com ela. Muito gentil, justo, cavalheiresco e por aí a fora usar a mocinha e jogar fora para ela jamais conseguir um casamento!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;A obstinação de Lucius, mesmo estando apaixonado, de ficar longe de Ângela foi irritante e chata.&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;Um livro que tinha tudo para ser bom, mas que se perdeu no meio da trama. O livro está cheio de clichês.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;Narrativa arrastada e sem grandes sobressaltos (em alguns momentos parecia infinita, afe). Sinceramente, eu dispenso este livro. Não pretendo tornar a lê-lo jamais e, depois desta resenha, provavelmente nunca mais vou pensar nele ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5w3EaerlqY/TxuoHZIb-5I/AAAAAAAAEUY/BCC1wuG7fBA/s1600/54515252_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5w3EaerlqY/TxuoHZIb-5I/AAAAAAAAEUY/BCC1wuG7fBA/s400/54515252_1.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zc0PL6RlWI/TxuoNYf95PI/AAAAAAAAEUg/moUL3jpDvCI/s1600/1003236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zc0PL6RlWI/TxuoNYf95PI/AAAAAAAAEUg/moUL3jpDvCI/s400/1003236.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqGkcyDi-as/TxuoSTUdwEI/AAAAAAAAEUo/tZN27HuP8ug/s1600/A+bela+e+o+barao+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqGkcyDi-as/TxuoSTUdwEI/AAAAAAAAEUo/tZN27HuP8ug/s400/A+bela+e+o+barao+2.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6946339982242421513?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6946339982242421513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6946339982242421513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6946339982242421513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6946339982242421513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/bela-e-o-barao.html' title='A Bela e o Barão'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5w3EaerlqY/TxuoHZIb-5I/AAAAAAAAEUY/BCC1wuG7fBA/s72-c/54515252_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-7028942362514837162</id><published>2012-01-21T03:11:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:21:12.763-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Bantock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Nick Bantock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembro que certo dia, de visita a cooperativa Universitária de Santa Maria, onde eu morava, vi o primeiro livro desta trilogia. Ele me chamou a atenção devido ao exotismo da capa... coisas exóticas sempre chamaram minha atenção :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de abri-lo e observar a arte fantástica eu fiquei apaixonada e desejei ardentemente possuir o livro. Por fim consegui, não só aquele como os dois que se seguiram. Quando terminei a leitura eu tinha os olhos meio úmidos. Havia algo naqueles desenhos, naquelas palavras, que me encantaram profundamente. Era como se eu conhecesse Griffin e Sabine e como se, ao chegar ao fim do ultimo livro, jamais pudesse tornar a encontrá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bem, vamos ao relato do que se trata, para esclarecer quem jamais ouviu falar desta magnifica história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;GRIFFIN E SABINE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A trilogia inicia-se com um cartão postal dirigido a Griffin Moss, ilustrador e dono da Griffon Cards que, curiosamente, mora na Yeats Avenue em Londres. Quem envia o postal é Sabine Strohem, filatelista e também ilustradora, que reside em uma ilha do Pacífico Sul e afirma vê-lo enquanto trabalha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estabelece-se uma ligação telepática entre eles. Um fenômeno perturbador que se inicia quando ela tem 15 anos e há uma espera de 13 anos antes que façam o primeiro contato. A trama recobre o tempo contemporâneo e as viagens ao passado, no presente e no futuro. O primeiro volume termina com as cartas e os cartões pregados no teto do estúdio vazio de Griffin e somos informados pelo narrador invisível que Griffin Moss desapareceu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tudo começou com um misterioso e, na aparência, inocente cartão-postal, mas a partir de então nada mais foi o mesmo na vida de Grffin Moss, um calmo e solitário artista de Londres. Seu mundo lógico e metódico foi de repente virado de cabeça para baixo por uma mulher estranha e exótica, que vivia em uma ilha tropical a milhares de milhas de distância. Quem é Sabine? Como ela pode "ver" o que Griffin está pintando se eles nunca se encontraram? É ela uma gêmea há muito tempo perdida? Uma clarividente? Ou um anjo malévolo? Testemunhamos o desabrochar de uma relação mágica ou um mergulho na loucura? Esta surpreendente novela visual desenrola-se em uma série de postais e cartas, ilustrados com desenhos excêntricos, criaturas bizarras e paisagens enigmáticas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;A AGENDA DE SABINE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No segundo volume, no momento do encontro com Sabine em Londres, Griffin foge, iniciando uma viagem à Irlanda (terra dos seus antepassados), à Grécia, Itália, Japão e Egito. Encerra-se com um cartão postal dela perguntando o que aconteceu, onde ele está e um apelo para que escreva.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sabine supostamente era imaginária, amiga e amante criada por Griffin para suavizar sua solidão. Mas ela ameaça aparecer de fato na porta de sua casa. O final de Griffin &amp;amp; Sabine, o bestseller surpresa de 1994, deixou os leitores à beira de um precipício, no qual agora começam a cair, com a Agenda de Sabine, junto com Griffin. Diante da assustadora perspectiva de encontrar seu persongem imaginário, Griffin foge. Sua jornada se inicia de modo convencional - uma viagem pela Europa e pelo Mediterrâneo -, mas aos poucos ele percebe que viaja de volta no tempo, vagando por camadas de civilizações mortas e por sua própria alma. Seu Frágil vínculo com a realidade é a possivelmente irreal Sabine, que está vivendo em sua casa em Londres, e mantendo uma agenda de anotações com as cartas dele e as respostas dela. Mais uma vez, a história é contada em cartões-postais de estranha beleza e cartas lindamente ilustradas, que devem ser literalmente tiradas de seus envelopes para serem lidas. Porém a Agenda de Sabine é também um rascunho e um diário, com anotações e desenhos delicadamente macabros, acrescentando uma outra dimensão ao mistério visual que seduziu os leitores de Griffin &amp;amp; Sabine.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;O CAMINHO DO MEIO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No terceiro volume Griffin e Sabine marcam um encontro no Egito. O narrador volta à cena para informar-nos que por muitos anos não se ouviu falar de Griffin e Sabine, até que um jovem médico do Kenya recebe um estranho postal de uma desconhecida que se assina Sabine Strohem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tudo indica que um não pode existir sem a presença do outro. No entanto, nenhum pode continuar vivendo sem o outro. Nesta última parte da trilogia, eles lutam contra forças misteriosas que os separam. Mas o tempo está passando: as cristalinas visões que Sabine tinha dos desenhos de Griffin estão se tornando escuras e embaçadas, e um estranho ameaçador começa a persegui-la. O CAminho do Meio é a história da viagem de Griffin e Sabine em direção um do outro, às vezes sonhadora, às vezes desesperada, às vezes como um pesadelo. O caminho do meio - a harmonia do equilíbrio perfeito - é o que eles procuram (e acham?) na assombrada conclusão desta correspondência extraordinária. No mesmo estilo irresistível dos volumes anteriores, este livro tambem permite ao leitor abrir magníficos envelopes e tirar cartas delicadamente ilustradas para participar dessa intrigante e mágica história de amor.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Se você está lendo esta carta você existe. Se eu a inventei você existe. Se não escrevi as cartas e você as escreveu, você é real e estou louco. Se foi um lapso de memória, eu a conheço? O que está acontecendo? O que é fenômeno tangível? A história está muito intensa. Real demais. Você não existe. Eu a inventei. Estou apaixonado. O escritor é um inventor de palavras. A ficção é mais verdadeira que o fato. O fato é ficção."&amp;nbsp;(Bantock: 1991)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPHh5uCLrXk/TxpG5SBVS3I/AAAAAAAAETA/Xrro4Awz5Ig/s1600/R86.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPHh5uCLrXk/TxpG5SBVS3I/AAAAAAAAETA/Xrro4Awz5Ig/s400/R86.jpg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTkTYdFJv8E/TxpHEdO_-UI/AAAAAAAAETI/-LRIpRdo1sY/s1600/R88.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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(1990) e &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luck be a lady &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(2002).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi lançado no formato Julia com o título de &lt;i&gt;Sedução e Confusão&lt;/i&gt;, contando 160 páginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu li a Versão no formato Clássicos históricos Especiais, de 314 páginas (que já tem menos páginas que os originais em inglês).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inglaterra, 1810&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um encontro e tudo mudaria...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charity Standing é loira... linda... e a mulher mais desejável de Devonshire. O único problema é que ela é pé-frio. Não uma pé-frio qualquer, ela é capaz de deixar o mundo de pernas para o ar. Como um gato preto, os problemas a seguem para onde quer que vá...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Douglas Austen é um homem de gosto impecável, mas de criação pouco satisfatória na ilha de Barbados. Ele não consegue arranjar uma esposa na poderosa alta sociedade de Londres. Muito rude, muito atrevido e excessivamente escandaloso, perdeu três mulheres para homens mais respeitáveis. Seu destino, porém, está prestes a mudar... Num piscar de olhos Charity cruza seu caminho — e a vida deles vira do avesso!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMENTÁRIO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A protagonista, Charity Standing, segundo as crenças ciganas de sua avó (que viveu entre os ciganos dos dois aos doze anos), nasceu sendo pé-frio e, ao longo de sua vida, foi cercada de acidentes e tragédias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Douglas Austen, Visconde de Oxley, apesar de nobre, fizera fortuna trabalhando em Barbados e tinha modos muito diretos e agressivos para ser apreciado na corte. Após ser rejeitado por três damas em sequencia, está mais do que nunca disposto a casar com uma Lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu dei boas risadas com os desastres que precedem e seguem Charity. Simplesmente um seguido do outro. A moça é um imã para desastres de todos os tipos. O pobre Douglas quase morre ao conhecê-la e isto se repete seguidas vezes, enquanto convive com ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O livro começa com a missa rezada para encomendar a alma do pai de Charity; em poucas linhas temos uma chuva torrencial, um caixão caindo de ponta cabeça dentro da cova, um dos criados caindo na cova com o caixão e uma mocinha correndo campina a fora feito doida, toda de preto. Ela consegue assustar os cavalos da carruagem de Douglas, provocando um acidente que o faz cair de cabeça na única pedra presente ao seu alcance. A moça tenta socorrê-lo, mas ao não conseguir, volta para casa em busca de ajuda... nesta parte eu tive meu primeiro momento de irritação: ela é levada para o quarto por pensarem que está em choque pelo que aconteceu no enterro e simplesmente deita e dorme e deixa o homem lá, caído no meio do nada. Sério ;-p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bem, mais tarde outro acidente acontece e Douglas precisa ser hospedado na casa de Charity até melhorar. Pobre coitado. Depois de uma pedrada na cabeça e um tiro, ele se queima, abre os pontos, corta o rosto, bate novamente a cabeça... provavelmente ele sobrevive porque deveria ser o homem mais sortudo do mundo!!!! Assim como o cachorro de Charity, Wolfram, o personagem mais divertido do livro :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os personagens que mais aparecem são a avó de Charity (supersticiosa e sempre espalhando amuletos por onde passa, inclusive pendurando nas pessoas contra a vontade delas) dois dos criados que cuidam da moça desde pequena e são totalmente desastrados (eles renderam ótimas risadas, principalmente aquele que caiu na cova do patrão e achava que seria o próximo a morrer), Wolfram, o cão impagável e feioso, que escapara da morte inúmeras vezes e que desmaiava ao ver ou farejar sangue (hahahahahahahahaha), a avó esnobe de Douglas (as cenas entre as duas avós são ótimas, inclusive os apelidos "carinhosos" que uma coloca na outra) o gato Cesar e o vilão, que quer a mocinha a qualquer custo (carinha chato, parte da história chata). Temos outros personagens, mas eles realmente não importam para o desenrolar da história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bem, como já tive minha cota de romances hot, super hot, mega hot e por aí a fora, as cenas de sexo são chatas e repetitivas. Para quem gosta é um prato cheio, porque a certa altura elas acontecem de monte ¬¬ Pelo menos elas me renderam uns minutos de diverção, observando meu marido ler e opinar sobre uma delas, hehehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Resumindo, gostei do livro, mas não amei. Achei a mocinha de certa forma irritante e, como Wolfram apareceu muito pouco a partir da metade do livro até o final, a leitura ficou menos interessante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvwqAgHnOPs/TxjCkAZyGCI/AAAAAAAAESo/4hRZZ2z1308/s1600/51IGFe1Ya8L._SL500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvwqAgHnOPs/TxjCkAZyGCI/AAAAAAAAESo/4hRZZ2z1308/s400/51IGFe1Ya8L._SL500_.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH4W1GI2RLQ/TxjC6g8doFI/AAAAAAAAES4/byMiGybJpYQ/s1600/img235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH4W1GI2RLQ/TxjC6g8doFI/AAAAAAAAES4/byMiGybJpYQ/s320/img235.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBLACzXZe8I/TxjCqdTuMEI/AAAAAAAAESw/obfhExEMQiQ/s1600/r3rlvv6kx9xux96.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: transparent; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBLACzXZe8I/TxjCqdTuMEI/AAAAAAAAESw/obfhExEMQiQ/s400/r3rlvv6kx9xux96.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Tahoma, San-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-2810272665963969482?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/2810272665963969482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=2810272665963969482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2810272665963969482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2810272665963969482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/amor-por-acaso.html' title='Amor Por Acaso'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvwqAgHnOPs/TxjCkAZyGCI/AAAAAAAAESo/4hRZZ2z1308/s72-c/51IGFe1Ya8L._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4386428029633876625</id><published>2012-01-18T02:04:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T02:04:48.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'># SOPA - Blackout Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V_JuadzfTA/TxZEu02B__I/AAAAAAAAESU/AJktlaYGVIc/s1600/avatarsopa_meganao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V_JuadzfTA/TxZEu02B__I/AAAAAAAAESU/AJktlaYGVIc/s1600/avatarsopa_meganao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4386428029633876625?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4386428029633876625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4386428029633876625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4386428029633876625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4386428029633876625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/sopa-blackout-brasil.html' title='# SOPA - Blackout Brasil'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V_JuadzfTA/TxZEu02B__I/AAAAAAAAESU/AJktlaYGVIc/s72-c/avatarsopa_meganao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-7464773550295826423</id><published>2012-01-17T13:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:12:33.685-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comentários'/><title type='text'>PEQUENO engano de preço</title><content type='html'>Alguns dias atrás (enquanto passava o tempo até a hora de assistir &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Imortais&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; no shopping) &amp;nbsp;passei por uma das Saraivas de Porto Alegre para dar uma espiada, apesar de, quem me conhece, saber que eu odeio esta livraria e nunca compro nada nela.&lt;br /&gt;Levei um susto ao encontrar &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;O Príncipe Sombrio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, da Série &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Os Carpatos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, com um aviso de promoção. Sem brincadeira que estava escrito nela o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DE 156,00 por 146,00!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Não acreditei que este livro podia ser tão caro. Fiquei chocada, pasma, bestificada OO.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, dias depois, na praia, encontrei o mesmo livro por 39,00. Na verdade, já tinha encontrado em outras livrarias por uns 45,00.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje entrei no site da Saraiva só para ver se eles ainda estavam mantendo o erro de preço e, tcharammmmm... lá tá de 44,90, por 35,90. Depois dizem que eu implico, mas a saraiva não me desce ;-p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-7464773550295826423?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/7464773550295826423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=7464773550295826423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7464773550295826423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7464773550295826423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/pequeno-engano-de-preco.html' title='PEQUENO engano de preço'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-2056647069826673194</id><published>2012-01-17T00:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:32:29.746-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Mortimer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Prazer proibido</title><content type='html'>Carole Mortimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"&gt;— Vocêestá apenas meio-viva, Helen — dizia Leon Masters —, e eu juroque vou derreter esse seu gelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"&gt;Eraverdade. Desde a terrível noite de sua lua-de-mel, quando foibarbaramente violentada pelo marido bêbado, Helen tinha pavor doshomens. Mesmo agora, já viúva, agarrava-se à redoma que haviaconstruído para si mesma como a uma tábua de salvação. E, pormais que Leon a tentasse, Helen tinha medo de arriscar. Sabia que eramelhor deixar que seus fantasmas continuassem adormecidos. O que elanão sabia era como resistir, por mais um dia que fosse, à atraçãode Leon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/office/b360eVeH/Carole_Mortimer_-_Prazer_proib.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVPMQees2YU/TxTcfrob5_I/AAAAAAAAESM/TVJEE5oln0g/s1600/PRAZER+PROIBIDO+-+Carole+Mortimer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVPMQees2YU/TxTcfrob5_I/AAAAAAAAESM/TVJEE5oln0g/s320/PRAZER+PROIBIDO+-+Carole+Mortimer.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-2056647069826673194?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/2056647069826673194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=2056647069826673194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2056647069826673194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2056647069826673194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/prazer-proibido.html' title='Prazer proibido'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVPMQees2YU/TxTcfrob5_I/AAAAAAAAESM/TVJEE5oln0g/s72-c/PRAZER+PROIBIDO+-+Carole+Mortimer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-1704134466373049453</id><published>2012-01-17T00:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:20:38.466-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Mortimer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Nunca é tarde para o amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Carole Mortimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estava tudo pronto para a festa. Num canto do salão, Laura escondia-se dos convidados, lutando para não chorar. Como avisar a todos que não haveria mais nenhum noivado? Gilberto desistira no último instante, deixando-a naquela terrível situação... De repente o som da orquestra cessou e Raul Harrington, com seu charme habitual, apanhou o microfone. "Laura não vai mais se casar com Gilberto", anunciou. "E eu estou aqui para lhes revelar um segredo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/office/rz-3vCv1/Carole_Mortimer_-_Nunca__Tarde.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_dxVmxFuAE/TxTa5VfOtkI/AAAAAAAAESE/qZuSV1h2u7A/s1600/nunca+%25C3%25A9+tarde+para+o+amor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_dxVmxFuAE/TxTa5VfOtkI/AAAAAAAAESE/qZuSV1h2u7A/s1600/nunca+%25C3%25A9+tarde+para+o+amor.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-1704134466373049453?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/1704134466373049453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=1704134466373049453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1704134466373049453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1704134466373049453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/nunca-e-tarde-para-o-amor.html' title='Nunca é tarde para o amor'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m_dxVmxFuAE/TxTa5VfOtkI/AAAAAAAAESE/qZuSV1h2u7A/s72-c/nunca+%25C3%25A9+tarde+para+o+amor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5787769504397727606</id><published>2012-01-17T00:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:16:08.075-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Mortimer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Impetuoso Sedutor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Carole Mortimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sem conseguir conciliar o sono, Jade Mellors agitava-se na cama, inquieta com as próprias emoções, ao pensar nos ardentes beijos de David Kendrick. A última coisa de que precisava no momento era um conquistador impetuoso, virando sua vida de cabeça para baixo. Afinal, refugiara-se naquele vilarejo do interior, fugindo de um romance fracassado. Só porque aquele bonitão decidira ganhar seu amor, não lhe daria seu coração assim, de bandeja, como um presente de Natal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/office/jMxkfiAX/Carole_Mortimer_-_Impetuoso_Se.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eovXZ2vMUhc/TxTZ1NSTpoI/AAAAAAAAER8/29g_7OvnE2c/s1600/IMPETUOSO_SEDUTOR__1275787837P.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eovXZ2vMUhc/TxTZ1NSTpoI/AAAAAAAAER8/29g_7OvnE2c/s1600/IMPETUOSO_SEDUTOR__1275787837P.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5787769504397727606?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5787769504397727606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5787769504397727606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5787769504397727606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5787769504397727606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/impetuoso-sedutor.html' title='Impetuoso Sedutor'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eovXZ2vMUhc/TxTZ1NSTpoI/AAAAAAAAER8/29g_7OvnE2c/s72-c/IMPETUOSO_SEDUTOR__1275787837P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6735234697531784368</id><published>2012-01-16T23:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:55:55.728-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carole Mortimer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Alguém que não me quis</title><content type='html'>Carole Mortimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Georgia, Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo que Kate queria na vida era entregar-se a Damian Savage, acabar com aquela tortura que dilacerava seu coração a meses. Ela o amava desesperadamente e seu corpo todo queimava de desejo por ele. Um desejo que Damian também sentia, e muito forte. Mas se Kate cedesse seu futuro com ele se resumiria a um caso explosivo que não iria durar mais de 2 semanas. Ele mesmo havia afirmado isso! Porque no coração daquele homem cínico não havia amor para ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Georgia, Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Georgia, Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Valeria a pena entregar o corpo e a alma a aguem como Damian na esperança de viver apenas um breve momento de felicidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Georgia, Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Georgia, Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/office/7Fip1vBn/Carole_Mortimer_-_Algum_que_no.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEvS-Aqnkhc/TxTVCQUCMHI/AAAAAAAAER0/b1pga_2ZeKA/s1600/alguem+que+n%25C3%25A3o+me+quis.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEvS-Aqnkhc/TxTVCQUCMHI/AAAAAAAAER0/b1pga_2ZeKA/s1600/alguem+que+n%25C3%25A3o+me+quis.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Georgia, Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6735234697531784368?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6735234697531784368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6735234697531784368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6735234697531784368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6735234697531784368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2012/01/alguem-que-nao-me-quis.html' title='Alguém que não me quis'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEvS-Aqnkhc/TxTVCQUCMHI/AAAAAAAAER0/b1pga_2ZeKA/s72-c/alguem+que+n%25C3%25A3o+me+quis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5770865999723760666</id><published>2011-12-16T15:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T15:21:47.632-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selinhos'/><title type='text'>Selinho de Natal</title><content type='html'>Eu dedico este selinho a todas as pessoas que frequentam meu blog, em especial para algumas que me mantém antenada aos seus respectivos blogs, sempre com algo interessante para compartilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Um Feliz natal!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mi9SlGIC114/Tut6R8qEyuI/AAAAAAAAERo/qxBG-rzEJ5M/s1600/FotoFlexer_Animation.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mi9SlGIC114/Tut6R8qEyuI/AAAAAAAAERo/qxBG-rzEJ5M/s1600/FotoFlexer_Animation.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://livrosmelosos.blogspot.com/2011/12/selinhos-natalinos.html"&gt;Romances e Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.apaixonadaporromances.com.br/"&gt;Apaixonada por Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.leituranossa.com.br/"&gt;Leitura Nossa de cada Dia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;11) &lt;a href="http://www.romancesinpink.com.br/"&gt;Romances in Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;12)&lt;a href="http://estanteseletiva.blogspot.com/"&gt; Estante Seletiva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5770865999723760666?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5770865999723760666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5770865999723760666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5770865999723760666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5770865999723760666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/selinho-de-natal.html' title='Selinho de Natal'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mi9SlGIC114/Tut6R8qEyuI/AAAAAAAAERo/qxBG-rzEJ5M/s72-c/FotoFlexer_Animation.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-2317832672347130756</id><published>2011-12-16T14:53:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:53:32.902-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selinhos'/><title type='text'>Selinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ganhei este selinho fofo do Blog &lt;a href="http://livrosmelosos.blogspot.com/2011/12/selinhos-natalinos.html"&gt;Romances e Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYGP3aV4JPA/Tut18Wbj30I/AAAAAAAAERg/mXbP2vhaJJ0/s1600/selinho.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYGP3aV4JPA/Tut18Wbj30I/AAAAAAAAERg/mXbP2vhaJJ0/s1600/selinho.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;Regrinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;Linkar o blog criador:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mundodassombraslivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romances Mundo das Sombras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;Repassar para os blogs amigos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;Vou repassar para:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cacapassarini-adorolerromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adoro ler Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://adororomance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adoro Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://httpwwwbloggerromancesemebook.blogspot.com/2010/08/marilena-e-o-sheik.html"&gt;Adoro Romances em E-book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://amoromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amo Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amei o selinho :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bj, Aris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-2317832672347130756?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/2317832672347130756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=2317832672347130756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2317832672347130756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2317832672347130756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/selinho.html' title='Selinho'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYGP3aV4JPA/Tut18Wbj30I/AAAAAAAAERg/mXbP2vhaJJ0/s72-c/selinho.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4152866978995106919</id><published>2011-12-16T01:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T01:02:49.444-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marian Keys'/><title type='text'>Los Angeles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Marian Keyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;O sexto romance de Marian Keyes é uma história absolutamente cativante sobre um casamento que deu errado e uma mulher sensível que, subitamente, resolve fazer o que bem entende da vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diferente do resto de sua família, Maggie Walsh sempre foi a irmã mais certinha de todas, em tudo, a santa que andava sempre na linha. Pelo menos até o dia que largou o marido e foi para Hollywood! Em L.A., roupas sofisticadas, pessoas magérrimas e emperequitadas e festas bem freqüentadas são presenças constante, e acreditem: até as palmeiras ao longo das calçadas são magras. Ao se hospedar com a sua melhor amiga, Emily, uma roterista raladora, Maggie começa a fazer coisas que jamais fizera antes, tipo se enturmar com estrelas de Hollywood e até mesmo usar meias-calças na cabeça para firmar o penteado e fazer apresentações de roteiros para produtores de cinema na maior cara-de-pau - e mais, muito mais!&amp;nbsp;Assim, conhece o misterioso Troy, um homem tão antiaderente, que é conhecido como Teflon Humano.&lt;br /&gt;Acompanhe Maggie em sua jornada (de descobertas) com as estrelas dos subúrbios sofisticados de L.A. ao bonzeado deslubrante que só se consegue nas praias da California, engolindo mágoas e, de quebra, muitos martínis, enquanto procura o que realmente quer da vida e qual o verdadeiro motivo de ter pulado fora do casamento.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Maggie Walsh é a mais certinha das irmãs Walsh, até que sua vida fica de pernas para o ar; ela perde o emprego e o marido. Pretendendo dar um tempo ela sai da Irlanda e vai para Los Angeles, ficar hospedada com uma amiga que é roteirista.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Se até então Maggie fora a irmã mais certinha, em Los Angeles ela mostra ser bem parecida com suas irmãs, já retratadas em outros livros de Marian Keyes. Bebe até cair e depois bebe mais ainda. Se entrega de corpo e alma a doidera e superficialidade do pessoal que conhece. Se envolve com quem não deve, um atrás do outro e por aí a fora. ¬¬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Ela não foge a risca das personagens femininas desta autora: insuportavelmente burras, bêbadas, estúpidas, drogadas e vadias. Se não tudo isso, pelo menos três destas coisas. Não sei porque insisto em ler os livros da Marian Keyes, porque eu achei todos terríveis... bom, para ser justa, do ruim ao péssimo, pelo menos. É difícil para mim decidir qual eu detestei mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Outra característica dos livros desta autora se repete até a exaustão: loooongas cenas de pensamentos estúpidos sobre a visão de vida que a protagonista tem, sobre acontecimentos passados, sobre ela, ela, ela... o retrato do egoísmo chato. Muuuuito entediante, sério. Ela até tenta fazer piada com a burrice das pessoas que moram em Los Angeles e que trabalham com a industria do cinema e afins, mas para mim não dá certo, especialmente porque Maggie é BURRA!!!! Mu-i-i-i-i-to-o-o-o-o burra!!!! E quando eu lembro de "A Imaginação Hiperativa de Olivia Joules" (que fez piada com as modelo-atrizes e coisas do gênero) Los Angeles fica bem pior. Não tenho intenção de ler mais nada desta autora, antes que passe a acreditar que as irlandesas são um exemplo deplorável de mulher.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew6snJyVDR8/Tuq0wlH7UsI/AAAAAAAAERY/mNNIVOhrqco/s1600/los_angeles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew6snJyVDR8/Tuq0wlH7UsI/AAAAAAAAERY/mNNIVOhrqco/s320/los_angeles.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4152866978995106919?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4152866978995106919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4152866978995106919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4152866978995106919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4152866978995106919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/los-angeles.html' title='Los Angeles'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew6snJyVDR8/Tuq0wlH7UsI/AAAAAAAAERY/mNNIVOhrqco/s72-c/los_angeles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8010061061041546235</id><published>2011-12-15T14:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:02:22.917-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gótico'/><title type='text'>Capas Romances Góticos</title><content type='html'>Eu sou uma apaixonada pela literatura gótica criada dos anos 80 para trás, em especial os anos 60 e 70. Minhas autoras favoritas deste estilo de literatura são Phyllis A. Whitney e Victoria Holt e, embora ela não seja realmente gótica e sim uma mescla de romance e mistério, Mary Stewart. Claro que há muitas autoras e alguns poucos autores (usando ou não um pseudônimo feminino) publicados no Brasil que a maior parte das pessoas se quer sabe que existiu. Tenho uma espécie de passatempo que é cavocar por sebos, físicos ou virtuais, em busca destes livros com capas fantásticas e, assim fazendo, descobri muitos nomes para aumentar minha lista. Dorothy Daniels é um deles; nem sempre um livro bom, mas geralmente valendo a pena :-D&lt;br /&gt;Bom, eu não tenho muitos destes tesouros em e-books (já postei a maioria deles aqui), mas tenho muitas capas salvas porque sou apaixonada por elas, até mais que pelas histórias. Compartilho com vocês algumas destas capaz, por vezes belas, por vezes bizarras.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos, Aris ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOqdHAXs18k/TuoT9yWxC8I/AAAAAAAAEMo/M61wO-H8kaY/s1600/1+%252818%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOqdHAXs18k/TuoT9yWxC8I/AAAAAAAAEMo/M61wO-H8kaY/s400/1+%252818%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DI57-upJIHk/TuoT2U4S6eI/AAAAAAAAEMg/9cf_rgmLHPg/s1600/1+%252819%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DI57-upJIHk/TuoT2U4S6eI/AAAAAAAAEMg/9cf_rgmLHPg/s400/1+%252819%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mb6ovAaQyoc/TuoUVjM9etI/AAAAAAAAENA/SP_Dtdcgxr0/s400/1+%252835%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijoSsVlF2Yc/TuoUc0rmPGI/AAAAAAAAENI/0SbtLICw-MU/s1600/1+%252836%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijoSsVlF2Yc/TuoUc0rmPGI/AAAAAAAAENI/0SbtLICw-MU/s400/1+%252836%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqSZh2xT9Gk/TuoUqJmgGPI/AAAAAAAAENQ/tW8UNQ78yw0/s1600/1+%252863%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqSZh2xT9Gk/TuoUqJmgGPI/AAAAAAAAENQ/tW8UNQ78yw0/s400/1+%252863%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XiHw4GfQUk/TuoUxBJMUmI/AAAAAAAAENY/cyY9rh8H-H4/s1600/1+%252865%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XiHw4GfQUk/TuoUxBJMUmI/AAAAAAAAENY/cyY9rh8H-H4/s400/1+%252865%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a3tCjE3WAB8/TuoVHDmOBqI/AAAAAAAAENg/yo3z0-Qi620/s1600/1+%2528137%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a3tCjE3WAB8/TuoVHDmOBqI/AAAAAAAAENg/yo3z0-Qi620/s400/1+%2528137%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XrlcTAoGffw/TuoVNgJqzmI/AAAAAAAAENo/Xx7mMYbIbWE/s1600/1+%2528140%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XrlcTAoGffw/TuoVNgJqzmI/AAAAAAAAENo/Xx7mMYbIbWE/s400/1+%2528140%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAPAS: DOROTHY DANIELS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKLjOs9iOOo/TuoVfDtdnFI/AAAAAAAAENw/QKuCiw0k9k8/s1600/1+%252832%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKLjOs9iOOo/TuoVfDtdnFI/AAAAAAAAENw/QKuCiw0k9k8/s640/1+%252832%2529.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOfuuujzx-8/TuoVsjRsw2I/AAAAAAAAEOA/LCajKDeddWE/s1600/1+%252833%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOfuuujzx-8/TuoVsjRsw2I/AAAAAAAAEOA/LCajKDeddWE/s640/1+%252833%2529.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hljtGXwxMF4/TuoV9I4hFII/AAAAAAAAEOQ/WNGGbI08GZY/s1600/1+%252837%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hljtGXwxMF4/TuoV9I4hFII/AAAAAAAAEOQ/WNGGbI08GZY/s640/1+%252837%2529.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_j52YC88hc/TuoWL-APzQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/E3Chatlcm-Q/s1600/1+%252839%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_j52YC88hc/TuoWL-APzQI/AAAAAAAAEOY/E3Chatlcm-Q/s640/1+%252839%2529.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsq4kPPnmHk/TuoWRT7CZ8I/AAAAAAAAEOg/u2mKHfkRGD0/s1600/1+%252841%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsq4kPPnmHk/TuoWRT7CZ8I/AAAAAAAAEOg/u2mKHfkRGD0/s640/1+%252841%2529.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FmWUFy6nULA/TuoWW_ZHO_I/AAAAAAAAEOo/fdKnFRg_NQg/s1600/1+%252844%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FmWUFy6nULA/TuoWW_ZHO_I/AAAAAAAAEOo/fdKnFRg_NQg/s640/1+%252844%2529.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1Z-9j88S8M/TuoWbQVyk7I/AAAAAAAAEOw/MoY-_l-j-IY/s1600/1+%252845%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N1Z-9j88S8M/TuoWbQVyk7I/AAAAAAAAEOw/MoY-_l-j-IY/s640/1+%252845%2529.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mU8Q6IdiXQ/TuoWgS9R82I/AAAAAAAAEO4/g4UBe5gyoOA/s1600/101631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mU8Q6IdiXQ/TuoWgS9R82I/AAAAAAAAEO4/g4UBe5gyoOA/s640/101631.jpg" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CAPAS: VICTORIA HOLT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yxtkM_CMd8/TuoW_hM71EI/AAAAAAAAEPA/mRV7mmUIAaw/s1600/1+%252827%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yxtkM_CMd8/TuoW_hM71EI/AAAAAAAAEPA/mRV7mmUIAaw/s640/1+%252827%2529.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKxrfdrH8kc/TuoXsfqtDfI/AAAAAAAAEP4/xk5MAmJpqdU/s1600/1+%252836%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKxrfdrH8kc/TuoXsfqtDfI/AAAAAAAAEP4/xk5MAmJpqdU/s640/1+%252836%2529.jpg" width="438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm-OjHn7Mh8/TuoX5skFV4I/AAAAAAAAEQI/kY-UdA5_grw/s1600/1+%25289%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm-OjHn7Mh8/TuoX5skFV4I/AAAAAAAAEQI/kY-UdA5_grw/s640/1+%25289%2529.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjv1ENyxbLM/TuoX-WcqjyI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/5shneYtWb_A/s1600/1+%252812%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjv1ENyxbLM/TuoX-WcqjyI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/5shneYtWb_A/s640/1+%252812%2529.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CAPAS: PHYLLIS A. WHITNEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1sG25jPnGdI/TuoY1f0tXeI/AAAAAAAAEQY/c0JgstXcLV0/s1600/102008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1sG25jPnGdI/TuoY1f0tXeI/AAAAAAAAEQY/c0JgstXcLV0/s640/102008.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Lnq-4ciIvw/TuoY5go2zjI/AAAAAAAAEQg/Z1jd0VFW8Qw/s1600/1+%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Lnq-4ciIvw/TuoY5go2zjI/AAAAAAAAEQg/Z1jd0VFW8Qw/s640/1+%25285%2529.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6E5oPFw3do/TuoZCHcmANI/AAAAAAAAEQo/XM42Ib-d8M4/s1600/1+%25284%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6E5oPFw3do/TuoZCHcmANI/AAAAAAAAEQo/XM42Ib-d8M4/s640/1+%25284%2529.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymPZ1jo2jz0/TuoZJqo7J4I/AAAAAAAAEQw/3_f_CNisksE/s1600/EmbroideredSunset1970clrB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymPZ1jo2jz0/TuoZJqo7J4I/AAAAAAAAEQw/3_f_CNisksE/s640/EmbroideredSunset1970clrB.jpg" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CAPAS: JOAN AIKEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lz0cVks_uU/TuoZm8BDM4I/AAAAAAAAERA/7ybCUTbZFOc/s1600/1+%252812%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lz0cVks_uU/TuoZm8BDM4I/AAAAAAAAERA/7ybCUTbZFOc/s640/1+%252812%2529.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovVa_JqQYWY/TuoZsbT9MbI/AAAAAAAAERI/EjHztzn_JQc/s1600/1+%252811%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovVa_JqQYWY/TuoZsbT9MbI/AAAAAAAAERI/EjHztzn_JQc/s640/1+%252811%2529.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-isVAa26Jr_E/TuoZzTXaVwI/AAAAAAAAERQ/4Qe05m2Fy7o/s1600/1+%252813%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-isVAa26Jr_E/TuoZzTXaVwI/AAAAAAAAERQ/4Qe05m2Fy7o/s640/1+%252813%2529.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CAPAS: WILLO DAVIS ROBERTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bom, por enquanto é isso. Depois posto mais capas da minha coleção ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8010061061041546235?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8010061061041546235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8010061061041546235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8010061061041546235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8010061061041546235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/capas-romances-goticos.html' title='Capas Romances Góticos'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOqdHAXs18k/TuoT9yWxC8I/AAAAAAAAEMo/M61wO-H8kaY/s72-c/1+%252818%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-3062616577189579894</id><published>2011-12-13T15:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:31:02.273-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>Volta ao Passado</title><content type='html'>Anne Mather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi duro para Lilian refazer sua vida depois de ter largado Charles, com quem viveu três anos. Mas ela não suportava mais a rivalidade de Marion, a bela vizinha que queria roubar-lhe o marido. Agora, passados cinco anos, Charles estava de volta, querendo levar o filho Jeremy para passar as férias na fazenda, e Lilian teve que concordar. No fundo do coração, porém, sabia que estava perdendo Jeremy; sabia que ele, depois de passar um mês andando a cavalo, correndo livre e em contato com a natureza, não iria querer voltar para a fria e chuvosa Londres. Então resolveu ir também, ficar uma semana. O que não esperava era encontrar Marion como a verdadeira dona da casa de Charles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/enPCcPTb/Anne_Mather_-_Volta_ao_passado.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AqCR2xRN8/TueLx0Fwh2I/AAAAAAAAEMY/Sfh0rCkvHZw/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AqCR2xRN8/TueLx0Fwh2I/AAAAAAAAEMY/Sfh0rCkvHZw/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-3062616577189579894?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/3062616577189579894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=3062616577189579894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3062616577189579894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3062616577189579894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/volta-ao-passado.html' title='Volta ao Passado'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AqCR2xRN8/TueLx0Fwh2I/AAAAAAAAEMY/Sfh0rCkvHZw/s72-c/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4054638838115050409</id><published>2011-12-13T15:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:28:27.676-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>Uma Noite de Desejo</title><content type='html'>Anne Mather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Ally Sloan sentiu-se muito lisonjeada quando um atraente desconhecido a convidou para jantar. Livre depois de anos presa a um casamento sem amor, uma vertiginosa noite de paixão era tudo o que necessitava para recuperar a confiança em si mesma e recordar que a vida podia ser uma aventura apaixonante. No dia seguinte, rumo às Bahamas, Ally sentiu-se aliviada por não ter de voltar a ver Raúl. Afinal ela era mais velha do que ele... contudo teria algumas surpresas no caloroso ambiente caribenho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/tP4NIDGj/Anne_Mather_-_Uma_Noite_de_Des.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fmg73jHm9zc/TueLL2LDMMI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/wA4oD5Dc-9c/s1600/BigImgHandler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fmg73jHm9zc/TueLL2LDMMI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/wA4oD5Dc-9c/s320/BigImgHandler.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4054638838115050409?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4054638838115050409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4054638838115050409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4054638838115050409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4054638838115050409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/uma-noite-de-desejo.html' title='Uma Noite de Desejo'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fmg73jHm9zc/TueLL2LDMMI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/wA4oD5Dc-9c/s72-c/BigImgHandler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6547735902609392506</id><published>2011-12-13T15:16:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:16:47.759-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>Seduzida e Abandonada</title><content type='html'>Anne Mather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Logan nem suspeitava como ainda vibravam no coração de Charlotte aqueles breves momentos de amor que eles tinham vivido há mais de dez anos. Melhor que nunca soubesse mesmo, ele não merecia amor. A vida dura que Charlotte foi obrigada a levar depois que Logan a abandonou - quase uma menina, solteira e grávida - tinha endurecido seu coração. E agora, que eles se reencontravam naquela maravilhosa ilha das Antilhas, ela não ia ceder. Embora fosse quase impossível resistir ao fascínio que Logan ainda exercia sobre ela, Charlotte ia resistir para proteger o filho, que jamais deveria saber a verdade sobre seu pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/8V4sAoRx/Anne_Mather_-_Seduzida_e_Aband.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKm7hJzu9mo/TueIV0U4SPI/AAAAAAAAEL4/jrmsyR0uW6Y/s1600/Anne+Mather+-+Seduzida+e+abandonada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKm7hJzu9mo/TueIV0U4SPI/AAAAAAAAEL4/jrmsyR0uW6Y/s1600/Anne+Mather+-+Seduzida+e+abandonada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6547735902609392506?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6547735902609392506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6547735902609392506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6547735902609392506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6547735902609392506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/seduzida-e-abandonada.html' title='Seduzida e Abandonada'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKm7hJzu9mo/TueIV0U4SPI/AAAAAAAAEL4/jrmsyR0uW6Y/s72-c/Anne+Mather+-+Seduzida+e+abandonada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-776918884245293658</id><published>2011-12-13T15:13:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:13:48.283-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>Pecados Inocentes</title><content type='html'>Anne Mather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;As recordações de uma noite de Verão de há muitos anos, em que com toda a provocante inocência da juventude se metera na cama de Oliver, descobrindo o amor e a felicidade, ainda perturbavam Laura Neill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Depois de sair de sua casa, pensando que tinha sido traída, Laura não voltara durante oito longos anos. Poderia encontrar-se cara a cara com Oliver sem lhe confessar o apaixonado amor que ainda sentia por ele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/Ue8S5VrV/Anne_Mather_-_Pecados_Inocente.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAEtr4kkoA/TueHu5dbMrI/AAAAAAAAELw/gaVqoGenpqA/s1600/1016429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAEtr4kkoA/TueHu5dbMrI/AAAAAAAAELw/gaVqoGenpqA/s1600/1016429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-776918884245293658?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/776918884245293658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=776918884245293658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/776918884245293658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/776918884245293658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/pecados-inocentes.html' title='Pecados Inocentes'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAEtr4kkoA/TueHu5dbMrI/AAAAAAAAELw/gaVqoGenpqA/s72-c/1016429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8297639454497569669</id><published>2011-12-13T15:05:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:23:37.786-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>Pecado de Sedução</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Anne Mather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Jake McCabe se separou de sua esposa Isobel convencido de que não era o pai da menina que ela tinha dado a luz. Isobel tinha criado sozinha à pequena Emily com orgulho e sem deixar de insistir em que a menina era filha de Jake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Agora Jake havia voltado uma vez mais a aparecer na vida de Isobel e tinha comprovado que seguia vivo o mesmo desejo irrefreável que havia entre eles quando se casaram. Sua relação estava povoada de mentiras e arrependimentos, assim não ia mudar nada se Jake acrescentasse um pecado mais a sua lista: seduzir sua mulher de qualquer maneira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/7MkpXxAT/Anne_Mather_-_Pecado_de_Seduo.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85Z75gIpNDs/TueKFBcAJEI/AAAAAAAAEMA/QPgI_rsIbSY/s1600/pecado+da+sedu%25C3%25A7ao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85Z75gIpNDs/TueKFBcAJEI/AAAAAAAAEMA/QPgI_rsIbSY/s1600/pecado+da+sedu%25C3%25A7ao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8297639454497569669?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8297639454497569669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8297639454497569669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8297639454497569669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8297639454497569669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/anne-mather-jake-mccabe-se-separou-de.html' title='Pecado de Sedução'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85Z75gIpNDs/TueKFBcAJEI/AAAAAAAAEMA/QPgI_rsIbSY/s72-c/pecado+da+sedu%25C3%25A7ao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-9031165643015561263</id><published>2011-12-13T15:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:02:45.593-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>Maldição Cigana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anne Mather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aquele anúncio no jornal dizia que o emprego era na Espanha, na mansão de Don Rafael Madralena. Para cuidar de uma criança. Laura estremeceu. Conheceu Rafale cinco anos atrás em Londres. Quanto amor, uma louca paixão. Um milhão de promessas....Depois foi a decepção, o amargo abandono: Rafael voltou a Andaluzia, para a noiva prometida desde de criança. Agora num impulso Laura larga tudo e vai ao encontro daquele homem que tanto amou, que tanto a fez sofrer. Mas não sabia que sobre ele pesava uma maldição cigana,uma sina de amor e morte. O que iria acontecer quando eles se encontrassem frente a frente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/dmmiyKi3/Anne_Mather_-_Maldio_Cigana.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B43N4KHrhKk/TueFJCceTWI/AAAAAAAAELg/p7NbjaqqGjs/s1600/sab296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B43N4KHrhKk/TueFJCceTWI/AAAAAAAAELg/p7NbjaqqGjs/s1600/sab296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-9031165643015561263?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/9031165643015561263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=9031165643015561263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9031165643015561263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9031165643015561263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/maldicao-cigana.html' title='Maldição Cigana'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B43N4KHrhKk/TueFJCceTWI/AAAAAAAAELg/p7NbjaqqGjs/s72-c/sab296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4003068836874466655</id><published>2011-12-13T15:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:00:13.997-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>As Vinhas do Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anne Mather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Para esquecer um amor impossível, Susana fez as malas e foi para a Espanha, trabalhar como governanta de uma família tradicional. Lá, o destino pregou-lhe uma peça, fazendo com que essa família fosse justamente a de Fernando Cuevas, o fascinante e sensual aristocrata que ela amava. Agora, vivendo na mesma casa que ele, mas sabendo que era casado, Susana se desesperava. Queria negar aquela febre de amor que percorria suas veias, quando Fernando a beijava. No entanto, era difícil fazer isso numa terra de paixões ardentes e homens de sangue quente. A maior tortura era ouvir Fernando sussurrar no seu ouvido que a amava, que não podia viver sem ela. Mas, e a outra mulher da vida dele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/M_Abt421/Anne_Mather_-_As_vinhas_do_amo.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3GIaZcAakc/TueEi37oaNI/AAAAAAAAELY/emeShenecLM/s1600/AS_VINHAS_DO_AMOR_1262483021P.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3GIaZcAakc/TueEi37oaNI/AAAAAAAAELY/emeShenecLM/s1600/AS_VINHAS_DO_AMOR_1262483021P.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4003068836874466655?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4003068836874466655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4003068836874466655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4003068836874466655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4003068836874466655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-vinhas-do-amor.html' title='As Vinhas do Amor'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3GIaZcAakc/TueEi37oaNI/AAAAAAAAELY/emeShenecLM/s72-c/AS_VINHAS_DO_AMOR_1262483021P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-9073905976415956705</id><published>2011-12-13T14:56:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:56:55.539-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>As Cataratas da Lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;Anne Mather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;"Ele é alérgico a envolvimentos emocionais"- foi o que lhe disseram assim que ela conheceu Patrick Hardy. Infelizmente, Ruth se apaixonou por ele assim mesmo. E como não conseguia lutar contra seus sentimentos, armou um plano para obrigá-lo a se casar com ela. O plano acabou dando certo, mas quando já estavam do outro lado do mundo, ele percebeu que tinha sido enganado e não foi capaz de perdoá-la. Desesperada, Ruth fez o que pôde para reconquistá-lo, e quase teve sucesso no dia em que ele a levou para conhecer "As cataratas da Lua". Então, houve toda aquela tragédia. E agora? Será que perderia Patrick para sempre?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/rp3rzcBx/Anne_Mather_-_As_cataratas_da_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGG_KN0RQE8/TueDyNc38bI/AAAAAAAAELQ/t1VPnR9svj4/s1600/as+cataratas+da+lua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGG_KN0RQE8/TueDyNc38bI/AAAAAAAAELQ/t1VPnR9svj4/s1600/as+cataratas+da+lua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-9073905976415956705?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/9073905976415956705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=9073905976415956705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9073905976415956705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9073905976415956705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-cataratas-da-lua.html' title='As Cataratas da Lua'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGG_KN0RQE8/TueDyNc38bI/AAAAAAAAELQ/t1VPnR9svj4/s72-c/as+cataratas+da+lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5779563365176135334</id><published>2011-12-13T14:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:23:47.281-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Mather'/><title type='text'>A Última Lágrima</title><content type='html'>Anne Mather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Contra capa: Domine tinha dezessete anos quando foi surpreendida pela morte de seu tio-avô. E mais surpresa ficou ao saber que ele havia passad sua tutela para James Mannering um desconhecido. Foram dias difíceis, de insegurança e ansiedade quanto à sua nova situação, mas Domine teve de aceitá-la. No entanto, o convívio com James e sua família teve um duplo efeito sobre ela:por um lado, esclareceu as razões da atitude de seu avÔ; por outro, despertou seu coração, tão jovem e inexperiente, para o amor. Era impossível resistir ao charme de James! Mas, para tormento de Domine, ele a via apenas como uma criança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/UcdiNL4k/Anne_Mather_-_A_Ultima_Lgrima.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGFLhmbXhF0/Tud7_jr0mdI/AAAAAAAAELI/FO2YrXls9XM/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGFLhmbXhF0/Tud7_jr0mdI/AAAAAAAAELI/FO2YrXls9XM/s320/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.png" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5779563365176135334?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5779563365176135334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5779563365176135334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5779563365176135334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5779563365176135334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/12/ultima-lagrima.html' title='A Última Lágrima'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGFLhmbXhF0/Tud7_jr0mdI/AAAAAAAAELI/FO2YrXls9XM/s72-c/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4606794144950517907</id><published>2011-11-30T23:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:17:26.977-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>A Bela e a Fera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Escrito por &lt;i&gt;Taylor Ryan&lt;/i&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;A vida era um banquete...&lt;br /&gt;Um prazer que deveria ser saboreado, mas o obstinado lorde Perfect parecia estar decidido a jejuar.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de compreender seu sofrimento, Margaret sabia que não era pela compaixão que o ajudaria.&lt;br /&gt;E ela lhe devolveria o apetite pela vida custasse o que custasse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claymore Perfect encontrava-se isolado do mundo e não pretendia voltar a ele, até que uma onda de alegria e otimismo, conhecia pelo nome de Margaret Penwell, quebrou o silêncio que reinava em seu castelo.&lt;br /&gt;Com sua coroa de cachos ruivos e o frescor de uma brisa outonal, ela conseguiria lhe proporcionar uma nova razão para viver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Acabei de ler esta historinha. É curtinha; não chega a 100 pg. No inicio me animei, pois parecia algo divertido para ler, com um desenrolar agradável e uma protagonista interessante. Bom, ficou mesmo no "parecia".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Eu leio bastante! Mesmo! Leio quase de tudo um pouco, mas não me agrado se quer da metade. Livros de banca, então, são raríssimos os que me conquistaram. Não foi nem de longe o caso deste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Eu fico muito irritada com mocinhas de livros de época que rolam pelas macegas com os mocinhos e depois se enchem de dedos quando eles deixam bem claro que não vão se casar com elas. Pior ainda quando decidem isso porque "amam demais a mocinha e não acham que seria justo ela se casar com ele"... mas papar ela podia, né?! Dá vontade de pegar uma pá e acertar no meio das fuças.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;No caso deste livro consegue ser ainda mais dificil de engolir a desculpa: o mocinho queria cumprir o desejo do pai já morto de casar com a filha de um conhecido. Sério!!!! Come a mocinha e joga fora, todo se sentindo o correto para cumprir uma promessa que nunca fez e casar com uma songa-monga desbotada. Acho engraçado a outra nunca ser linda, divertida, inteligente, bondosa, etc, etc... ao mesmo tempo, como a mocinha. Claro que se a mocinha fosse um pouquinho inteligente não teria se agarrado com o "herói" feito meretriz de cabaré.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Em certos momentos acho que ficou bem claro também que a protagonista não era nenhuma santa. Afirmando amar a mãe, não a via há cinco anos e só foi cuidá-la porque sentia saudades da Irlanda (mais do que da mãe). Quando descobre que a mãe está mentalmente doente fica irritada e envergonhada com seu comportamento inumeras vezes. Ela chega ao ponto de, pouco tempo depois de ter chegado para cuidar da mãe, ficar mais de duas semanas fora, como hospede na casa do mocinho tentando, a pedido do médico (ainda não entendi porque ele fez este pedido) "curá-lo de sua depressão".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Não adianta forçar. Pra mim ela não era a criatura encantadora que a autora queria mostrar. Para piorar a situação ela reclama dos cachoros da mãe e, mesmo tendo animais a sua volta, não se aproxima deles. Como fã incondicional de animais não aprovo mocinhas que não deitam e rolam com os animais a sua volta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Eu sei que muitas pessoas leram este livro e gostaram, mas eu achei chato, entediante, bobo, e por aí a fora. Talvez tenha sido o dia... Hã... não! Não, eu odiei mesmo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Uma das raras mocinhas ruivas que eu coloquei de lado. Pelo menos a capa é bonita :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVOi-8HfIVE/TtbiuW8f19I/AAAAAAAAEKw/B0W01bcSuZ8/s1600/a+bela+e+fera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVOi-8HfIVE/TtbiuW8f19I/AAAAAAAAEKw/B0W01bcSuZ8/s400/a+bela+e+fera.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVOi-8HfIVE/TtbiuW8f19I/AAAAAAAAEKw/B0W01bcSuZ8/s1600/a+bela+e+fera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4FaTy_Wz-g/TtbiyLmgA_I/AAAAAAAAEK4/lrBv692EL6k/s1600/fera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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color: #182f3a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #daecf3; color: #182f3a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #daecf3; color: #182f3a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Em busca de peças valiosas para uma famosa casa de leilões londrina, Joanna Roswell mergulha num mundo encantado de obras de arte, quadros e mobiliário soberbos, e um diamante de valor incalculável. Mas esse mundo de contos de fadas abriga antigos escândalos e maldições que pairam há séculos sobre uma família nobre inglesa.&lt;br /&gt;Um enredo emocionante, que relata a intrincada trama de um amor perturbado pelo sofrimento e pelo desconhecido, que tem como ponto culminante um desfecho imprevisível e surpreendente, com brilho e a imaginação de Catherine Gaskin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #daecf3; color: #182f3a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #daecf3; color: #182f3a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #daecf3; color: #182f3a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O livro tem inicio com a narração de um acidente de avião. &amp;nbsp;Uma das vítimas era a mãe da protagonista, Joanna. A moça vai até a Suiça em companhia de seu mentor e amigo Gerald, além de superior na Hardy`s, um antiquário de alto nível situado em Londres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por conta deste acidente Joanna finalmente conhece o pai, depois de 27 anos e, apoiada por Gerald, passa alguns dias no Novo México conhecendo o homem que era famoso pintor mas que havia se separado de sua mãe antes dela nascer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depois desta introdução acompanhamos Joanna e Gerald após uma frustrante avaliação da mansão de um nobre falido a caminho da casa de outro nobre, antigo conhecido de Gerald e dono de uma das jóias mais famosas do mundo: La Espanhola. A jóia era dona de uma fama dúbia, uma vez que pesava sobre ela uma maldição. Séculos atrás (se não me engano no século 15) o Lord Askew da época, católico, voltara da Espanha casado com uma espanhola. A moça trouxera consigo a jóia como parte de seu dote e, após sua chegada, deveria seguir a parte do dote em dinheiro, mas, o lord em questão foi executado por traição e a moça, viuva aos 17 anos, estava grávida e seu filho viria a ser o novo Conde de Askew.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Segundo as lendas a moça fora afogada e seu corpo havia desaparecido, mas, a jóia, que ela sempre levava em volta do pescoço, surgira nas mãos de seu cunhado e novo herdeiro. Diziam que a moça, antes de morrer, rogara a maldição, avisando que aquele que tentace tirar a jóia da propriedade morreria e muitas vezes isso acontecera ao longo dos anos, com assaltantes ou pessoas que haviam comprado a jóia. Inevitavelmente ela voltava a mansão dos Askew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Já no caminho para a casa, nas terras dos Askew, Joanna quase provoca um grave acidente ao desviar de um belo cão de caça branco. O interessante é que o Conde, pessoa que provoca sentimentos contraditórios em Joana (às vezes ela gosta dele, às vezes o despreza) vive cercado por 8 lindos cẽs de caça parecidos com o que quase provocara o acidente. Os cães eram costumeiros em Askew há seculos e o mordomo, que cuidava da mansão como se ela lhe pertencesse, com o auxilio da grande fanília, formara a atual matilha. Eu particularmente fiquei apaixonda pelos animais. O interessante é que, a certa altura do livro, a matilha se divide em dois grupos, ficando 4 sempre próximos a Joanna e chegando a salvar-lhe a vida duas vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joanna e Gerald ficariam em Askew apenas por dois dias, mas o amigo tem um ataque do coração e estes dois dias viram semanas. O tempo se estende devido também aos fabulosos tesouros do lugar e a dificuldade de Joanna em encontrar certos documentos a mando de Gerald (fica obvio que alguém procurava atrapalhar seu trabalho). A maior surpresa de Joana em Askew é descobrir que seus pais haviam alugado uma das casas da propriedade qdo ainda eram casados e que sua mãe nunca lhe contara nada sobre isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A descrição de Catherine Gaskin da casa e dos arredores é absurdamente perfeita. Pude ver com clareza a casa e seu mobiliário fabuloso, com seus vasos, louças, pinturas, os bosques e tudo o mais, até mesmo pude sentir a presença da espanholinha, como dizia Joanna, hospedada no quarto da jovem morta há tantos séculos. Vejam bem, não creio que ela se referisse a um fantasma, mas sim a uma sensação do passado, como se pudesse ver a moça e sentir sua solidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;A parte romântica tem lugar entre Joanna, que vivera por um bom tempo tendo um caso com um milionário acostumado a não levar em conta suas vontade, muito charmoso mas extremamente egoísta e Nat, herdeiro de Askew, um viúvo, pai de dois filhos que ainda sofria a perda da esposa. Gostei muito do romance deles; havia um tom de agonia e esperança extremamente controlado. Joanna logo percebe que se apaixonou por ele e por seu estílo de vida, apesar de acreditar que jamais poderiam ficar juntos e ele, se apaixona de forma simples, sem grandes dramas, felizmente. Estou bem cheia de casais que poẽm eles mesmos as dificuldades para o amor que sentem e mais cheia ainda de livros que enfiam cenas de sexo com detalhes a cada capílo. Sinceramente este tipo de cena não casaria com a história de forma alguma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom, resumindo, é um livro muito bom, com muito suspense e descobertas que levam a novas perguntas, cada vez conquistando mais. Não vou revelar mais nada nesta resenha porque acabaria tirando a graça da história revelando algo mais. Basta dizer que a obra não cai em lugares comuns, com vilões obvios, assombrações obvias, sexo explicito e por aí a fora. É um livro poético e instigante :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-7523469350671117109?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/7523469350671117109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=7523469350671117109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7523469350671117109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7523469350671117109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/11/heranca-maldita.html' title='A Herança Maldita'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GUq6aGhW-mg/Ts1Alv_FxFI/AAAAAAAAEKY/YgPP7oPdCU4/s72-c/37638688-0-m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-589807728693991728</id><published>2011-11-15T22:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:27:44.214-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Selinho</title><content type='html'>Ganhei este selinho fofo do Blog &lt;i&gt;Romances e Livros&lt;/i&gt;. Obrigada Jessica, o selo é uma graça :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regras:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Linkar o blog que criou o selinho : &lt;a href="http://ebooksdaanne.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Favorite E-books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Divulgar o blog que te repassou o selinho : &lt;a href="http://livrosmelosos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romances e Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Passe para 9 blogueiras que você considera uma amiga virtual ou uma parceira de blog ( Não precisa as destinguir ): &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://readergirl-br.blogspot.com/"&gt;Girl Reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.leituranossa.com.br/"&gt;Leitura Nossa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cantinhocarolina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cantinho da carolina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.apaixonadaporromances.com.br/"&gt;Apaixonada por Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://magiaeromance.blogspot.com/?zx=b208de3b3a5e9d91"&gt;Magia e Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://chicereal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chic! &amp;amp; Real&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://liaesuasartes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lia e Suas Artes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://carinhodasamigas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carinho das Amigas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://xuxanon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Morada do Sol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO-2Q3pwyWk/TsMRdF0ACqI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/BrmUNGPlfrI/s1600/anigif.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO-2Q3pwyWk/TsMRdF0ACqI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/BrmUNGPlfrI/s320/anigif.gif" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-589807728693991728?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/589807728693991728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=589807728693991728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/589807728693991728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/589807728693991728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/11/selinho.html' title='Selinho'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO-2Q3pwyWk/TsMRdF0ACqI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/BrmUNGPlfrI/s72-c/anigif.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-1290531703655888944</id><published>2011-10-27T13:24:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:34:28.497-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>Quando as bruxas viajam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpr_r-6WXD8/Tql5-tDbHsI/AAAAAAAAEG8/kaHtLiauvbk/s1600/46399754_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpr_r-6WXD8/Tql5-tDbHsI/AAAAAAAAEG8/kaHtLiauvbk/s320/46399754_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668195724175285954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partindo do pressuposto de que o tecido da realidade no Discworld é tão fino que pode ser moldado por emoções e crenças, Pratchett imagina que as fábulas infantis como "Chapeuzinho Vermelho" e "A Bela Adormecida" começam a influir no mundo real, transformando-se em tramas verdadeiras. Enquanto isso, no reino de Genua (a versão de Pratchett para a cidade de New Orleans, com seu tradicional Carnaval e suas lendas sobre vudu) a bruxa Lilith de Tempscire, fada-madrinha má da jovem Ella, prepara um golpe para a sua afilhada, que, transformada em Gata Borralheira, deverá casar-se com Duc, o governante de Genua, durante o Samedi Nuit Mort - o sábado antes do Mardi Gras.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/4gOpoTGg/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_12.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-1290531703655888944?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/1290531703655888944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=1290531703655888944&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1290531703655888944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1290531703655888944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-as-bruxas-viajam.html' title='Quando as bruxas viajam'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpr_r-6WXD8/Tql5-tDbHsI/AAAAAAAAEG8/kaHtLiauvbk/s72-c/46399754_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-1329972581752475330</id><published>2011-10-27T13:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:19:18.243-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>O Senhor da foice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g084jmTR6zs/Tql2aiY_n7I/AAAAAAAAEGw/jpEciJmlcKc/s1600/8576161958_113971.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g084jmTR6zs/Tql2aiY_n7I/AAAAAAAAEGw/jpEciJmlcKc/s320/8576161958_113971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668191804302794674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Em O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="keyword" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Senhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt; da foice, Morte é demitido e decide vagar em busca de um sentido para a sua existência. Enquanto isso, ninguém mais morre e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="keyword" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Discworld &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;vira um caos. Windle Poons, o mago mais velho da Universidade Invisível, esperava ansiosamente sua morte, após 130 anos mal vividos. Ele e uma turma de mortos-vivos, vampiros e monstros precisam resolver toda a confusão que o excesso de vida está causando. Enquanto isso, numa pequena cidade distante, um homem alto e misterioso demonstra ser bastante habilidoso com a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="keyword" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Foice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="keyword" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="keyword" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/uG2MsKM3/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_11.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-1329972581752475330?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/1329972581752475330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=1329972581752475330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1329972581752475330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1329972581752475330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-senhor-da-foice.html' title='O Senhor da foice'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g084jmTR6zs/Tql2aiY_n7I/AAAAAAAAEGw/jpEciJmlcKc/s72-c/8576161958_113971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8430929687615396880</id><published>2011-10-27T13:07:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:09:56.032-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>A magia de Holy Wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxzPoNrTa-0/Tql0NouBf3I/AAAAAAAAEGk/A0WRjhonCwU/s1600/1363091_4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxzPoNrTa-0/Tql0NouBf3I/AAAAAAAAEGk/A0WRjhonCwU/s320/1363091_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668189383640055666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 47, 70); font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica; background-color: rgb(248, 248, 248); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Os alquimistas do Discworld descobriram a magia da tela grande. Não que a coisa toda seja exatamente mágica, é claro, mas certamente existe algo misterioso na colina de Holy Wood, algo que parece interferir seriamente na realidade. Sede da indústria cinematográfica do Disco, ela exerce seu fascínio sobre os mais variados tipos de habitantes de Ankh-Morpork - carpinteiros, trolls, anões, cachorros e até o comerciante menos escrupuloso da cidade. Um a um, todos seguem para a misteriosa colina com um estranho brilho no olhar. E vai caber justamente a um estudante da Universidade Invisível que faz de tudo para não se tornar um mago desvendar o que está por trás da magia de Holy Wood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 47, 70); font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica; background-color: rgb(248, 248, 248); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 47, 70); font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica; background-color: rgb(248, 248, 248); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/LJUJ3Y1G/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_10.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8430929687615396880?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8430929687615396880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8430929687615396880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8430929687615396880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8430929687615396880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/magia-de-holy-wood.html' title='A magia de Holy Wood'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FxzPoNrTa-0/Tql0NouBf3I/AAAAAAAAEGk/A0WRjhonCwU/s72-c/1363091_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-9065873983367490084</id><published>2011-10-27T13:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:07:01.625-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>Eric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYCxslotWFM/TqlzhF5KxlI/AAAAAAAAEGY/wxaOFi8J83M/s1600/0000003831.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYCxslotWFM/TqlzhF5KxlI/AAAAAAAAEGY/wxaOFi8J83M/s320/0000003831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668188618377315922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma; background-color: rgb(251, 251, 251); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eric é um demonólogo de 13 anos de idade com grandes pretensões. Seu maior problema talvez seja nunca ter de fato evocado um demônio. Quando parece que finalmente conseguiu, dá de cara com um certo mago há muito desaparecido e sua terrível acompanhante. E isso é só o começo da encrenca. O rei dos demônios tinha planos para o garoto e não aceitará passivamente essa interferência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma; background-color: rgb(251, 251, 251); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma; background-color: rgb(251, 251, 251); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/yEqjTmF-/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_9_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-9065873983367490084?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/9065873983367490084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=9065873983367490084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9065873983367490084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9065873983367490084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/eric.html' title='Eric'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYCxslotWFM/TqlzhF5KxlI/AAAAAAAAEGY/wxaOFi8J83M/s72-c/0000003831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4430948274807413900</id><published>2011-10-27T12:57:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T13:00:29.331-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>Guardas! Guardas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5UIJDmQP2I/TqlyAB5dCnI/AAAAAAAAEGM/AFKp-7Vy1YY/s1600/288929_4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5UIJDmQP2I/TqlyAB5dCnI/AAAAAAAAEGM/AFKp-7Vy1YY/s320/288929_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668186950857460338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Há muito tempo dado como extinto, um magnífico e perigoso exemplar de draco nobilis (dragão nobre) apareceu na cidade de Ankh-Morpork. O visitante indesejado tem o hábito desagradável de carbonizar tudo o que aparece no seu caminho. E, pior, é coroado rei (afinal, ele não é nobre?). Enquanto isso, na estranha e restrita Universidade Invisível, um livro antigo e há muito esquecido - A Evocação de Dragões - desaparece das prateleiras da Biblioteca. Desconfiados de uma conspiração político-piromaníaca, alguns bravos cidadãos (ok, nem tão bravos assim) se organizam e arriscam tudo o que possuem para destronar o monarca voador e restaurar a ordem no local. Certamente, este será o golpe de estado mais insano de que você já ouviu falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/BD8sAOH5/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_8_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4430948274807413900?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4430948274807413900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4430948274807413900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4430948274807413900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4430948274807413900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/guardas-guardas.html' title='Guardas! Guardas!'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5UIJDmQP2I/TqlyAB5dCnI/AAAAAAAAEGM/AFKp-7Vy1YY/s72-c/288929_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6168266693457210100</id><published>2011-10-27T12:51:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:57:10.369-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>Pirâmides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmmykqxg-_M/TqlwpkFW_xI/AAAAAAAAEGA/YbejAcsHPQg/s1600/imagem.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmmykqxg-_M/TqlwpkFW_xI/AAAAAAAAEGA/YbejAcsHPQg/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668185465385582354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 13px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; background-color: rgb(248, 248, 248); "&gt;Muito antes do esperado, o adolescente Teppic herdou o trono de seu pai, um faraó do Reino Antigo. O problema é que Teppic não tem a mínima idéia do que um faraó deve fazer. Afinal, o garoto foi treinado para ser um assassino. E agora precisa se virar para construir o túmulo do pai (uma pirâmide monumental que supere todas as outras), além de lidar com outros tantos ´detalhes´: obrigações administrativas, sacerdotes loucos, crododilos sagrados e múmias ambulantes. Teppic vai descobrir que ser faraó não é nada fácil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/I_L-hK80/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_7_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6168266693457210100?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6168266693457210100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6168266693457210100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6168266693457210100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6168266693457210100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/piramides.html' title='Pirâmides'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmmykqxg-_M/TqlwpkFW_xI/AAAAAAAAEGA/YbejAcsHPQg/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4011341782621212039</id><published>2011-10-27T12:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T12:51:23.696-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>Estranhas irmãs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G53p_4qk9XY/Tqlv2CyweaI/AAAAAAAAEF0/A3IHirKSoHo/s1600/ESTRANHAS_IRMAS_1231775212P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G53p_4qk9XY/Tqlv2CyweaI/AAAAAAAAEF0/A3IHirKSoHo/s320/ESTRANHAS_IRMAS_1231775212P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668184580275861922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nem depois de morto o rei Verence pode descansar. Mesmo como fantasma tem que continuar zelando pelo reino de Lancre, que foi tomado pelo duque Felmet e sua esposa. Com a ajuda de três irmãs, as bruxas Vovó Cera do Tempo, Tia Ogg e Margrete, esse rei fantasma precisa coroar o verdadeiro herdeiro, entregue a uma trupe mambembe de passagem pelos arredores no dia de sua morte. As estranhas irmãs precisarão de muitas artimanhas para localizar um ator nato que interpreta reis como ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/8RH24NkX/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_6_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4011341782621212039?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4011341782621212039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4011341782621212039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4011341782621212039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4011341782621212039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/estranhas-irmas.html' title='Estranhas irmãs'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G53p_4qk9XY/Tqlv2CyweaI/AAAAAAAAEF0/A3IHirKSoHo/s72-c/ESTRANHAS_IRMAS_1231775212P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8772160802893271792</id><published>2011-10-25T16:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:40:06.793-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>O Oitavo mago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lulc80gn2f4/TqcCcXTKvBI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GLdmYcKTriM/s1600/O_OITAVO_MAGO_1231339547P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lulc80gn2f4/TqcCcXTKvBI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GLdmYcKTriM/s320/O_OITAVO_MAGO_1231339547P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667501342383062034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Segundo uma lei natural do Discworld - o universo fantástico criado por Terry Pratchtt-, o oitavo filho de um mago seria fonticeiro, um homem com poderes mágicos infinitos, fatais para o mundo. Por isso os magos eram proibidos de se casar e procriar. Mas Ipslore se apaixona, é expulso da Universidade invisível e tem oito filhos. Como vingança, o mago guia os passos de seu filho para juntos dominarem o mundo. E assim começa a grande guerra da Magia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/BuRowt2O/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_-_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8772160802893271792?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8772160802893271792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8772160802893271792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8772160802893271792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8772160802893271792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-oitavo-mago.html' title='O Oitavo mago'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lulc80gn2f4/TqcCcXTKvBI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/GLdmYcKTriM/s72-c/O_OITAVO_MAGO_1231339547P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6098933144661077887</id><published>2011-10-25T16:35:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:37:59.301-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>O aprendiz de Morte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hJ1Xo8PWyU/TqcB9RCdxQI/AAAAAAAAEFE/U7O7AvOTH8E/s1600/O_APRENDIZ_DE_MORTE_1229663852P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hJ1Xo8PWyU/TqcB9RCdxQI/AAAAAAAAEFE/U7O7AvOTH8E/s320/O_APRENDIZ_DE_MORTE_1229663852P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667500808126448898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;No quarto volume de Discworld, Morte, um esqueleto com brilhantes luzes azuis em suas órbitas oculares e dono de uma voz semelhante a " lajes de chumbo caindo sobre granito" , oferece a Mortimer, um desajeitado rapaz de interior, uma proposta irrecusável: tornar-se seu aprendiz. Após receber a garantia de que não é preciso estar morto para conseguir esse trabalho, Mort aceita o cargo. Mas os conflitos surgem quando a descoberta do amor passa a interferir nas responsabilidades do garoto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Apaixonado pela princesa Keli e incumbido de matá-la, o rapaz não consegue cumprir sua tarefa. Ao invés de atingir a garota com a foice da morte, Mortimer desfere o golpe mortal contra o assassino, criando assim uma realidade paralela, que entra em conflito com o destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/1cnz87yY/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_4_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6098933144661077887?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6098933144661077887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6098933144661077887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6098933144661077887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6098933144661077887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-aprendiz-de-morte.html' title='O aprendiz de Morte'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hJ1Xo8PWyU/TqcB9RCdxQI/AAAAAAAAEFE/U7O7AvOTH8E/s72-c/O_APRENDIZ_DE_MORTE_1229663852P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6358143574535520371</id><published>2011-10-25T16:32:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:35:24.696-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>Direitos iguais, rituais iguais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGZmFr0Cdyk/TqcBYFhAcNI/AAAAAAAAEE4/YUVs8yosFxY/s1600/direitos_iguais_rituais.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGZmFr0Cdyk/TqcBYFhAcNI/AAAAAAAAEE4/YUVs8yosFxY/s320/direitos_iguais_rituais.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667500169378164946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;À procura do oitavo filho de um oitavo filho para sucedê-lo, o mago Drum Billet encontra, momentos antes de morrer, um recém-nascido na casa de um aldeão. A sina parece estar certa - só que o bebê é uma menina. Assim a garota Esk começa sua complicada aventura de juntar a magia da natureza - a força da Terra que mulheres trazem em si - com as forças cósmicas que os grandes magos invocam... Para ajudá-la, entra em cena a Vovó Cera do Tempo, uma bruxa cheia de feitiços e de poderes "animais", que tenta driblar os preconceitos e levar a menina à Universidade Invisível - onde, por tradição, só estudam rapazes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/2NnypSi3/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_3_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6358143574535520371?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6358143574535520371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6358143574535520371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6358143574535520371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6358143574535520371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/direitos-iguais-rituais-iguais.html' title='Direitos iguais, rituais iguais'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGZmFr0Cdyk/TqcBYFhAcNI/AAAAAAAAEE4/YUVs8yosFxY/s72-c/direitos_iguais_rituais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8847642841384367364</id><published>2011-10-25T16:29:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:32:23.345-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>A luz fantástica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHIV3tD-bvE/TqcApdNxlSI/AAAAAAAAEEs/7ZzZRe9HnM4/s1600/A_LUZ_FANTASTICA_1231559085P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHIV3tD-bvE/TqcApdNxlSI/AAAAAAAAEEs/7ZzZRe9HnM4/s320/A_LUZ_FANTASTICA_1231559085P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667499368286098722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Em A Luz Fantástica, Pratchett continua a mostrar as andanças de Rincewind, um mago picareta que tem um dos oito grandes feitiços alojado na sua mente, e Duasflor, um rapaz de quatro olhos (literalmente) que veio fazer turismo. Depois de caírem pela borda do Disco, os dois colegas serão perseguidos por magos insanos que querem o feitiço de Rincewind porque, segundo a lenda, se os oito grandes feitiços não forem pronunciados no ano-novo dos porcos, o mundo será destruído.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/VCTjxef5/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_2_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8847642841384367364?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8847642841384367364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8847642841384367364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8847642841384367364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8847642841384367364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/luz-fantastica.html' title='A luz fantástica'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHIV3tD-bvE/TqcApdNxlSI/AAAAAAAAEEs/7ZzZRe9HnM4/s72-c/A_LUZ_FANTASTICA_1231559085P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6144487451033836195</id><published>2011-10-25T16:25:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:28:58.998-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry Pratchett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasia'/><title type='text'>A cor da magia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3G-TyRONtk/Tqb_zO4T0cI/AAAAAAAAEEg/OMyBpN5DOmU/s1600/35157251.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3G-TyRONtk/Tqb_zO4T0cI/AAAAAAAAEEg/OMyBpN5DOmU/s320/35157251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667498436725035458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A Cor da Magia é o primeiro livro da cultuada série Discworld. A história relata as aventuras do mago Rincewind e do estranho turista Duasflor, tudo com muito bom humor. Nessa aventura, os personagens praticamente fazem um tour pelo disco, o que os leva a encontrar um grande herói, um terrível demônio e dragões, além de se aproximarem perigosamente da borda do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/vPSlrKL3/Terry_Pratchett_-_Discworld_1_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6144487451033836195?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6144487451033836195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6144487451033836195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6144487451033836195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6144487451033836195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/cor-da-magia.html' title='A cor da magia'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3G-TyRONtk/Tqb_zO4T0cI/AAAAAAAAEEg/OMyBpN5DOmU/s72-c/35157251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-2027199067346085421</id><published>2011-10-17T00:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T00:47:14.542-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia Matthews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Estigma do Pecado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtkiVrIGy1c/TpuXBF-4uqI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/VnJowHTMoxI/s1600/ESTIGMA_DO_PECADO_1242435019P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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"&gt;REBECCA ENTREGA O CORAÇÃO A UM HOMEM,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;PROMETE O CORPO A OUTRO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;... NUMA FAMÍLIA LENDÁRIA, OS RITUAIS DO AMOR SE MESCLAM COM PRÁTICAS DE FEITIÇARIA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;1817. Uma réplica perfeita de um templo chinês numa ilha particular na Carolina do Sul era uma fonte inesgotável para a fantasia da curiosa e sonhadora Rebecca Treton. Ela imaginou que sua temporada comparentes distantes na Casa dos Sonhos seria uma experiência inesquecível. Que sua atração pelos belos irmãos Jacques e Armand Molyneux lhe proporcionaria férias escitantes num sensual jogo de sedução. Nunca um conflito permeado por devassidão e intrigas! Como poderia adivinhar que ali se abrigavam mistérios inefáveis, pervesões degradantes, vis sortilégios? Se soubesse, Rebecca poderia conter sua curiosidade antes de envolver-se nos labirintos misteriosos daquela casa, tornando-se cúmplice de segredos devastadores..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu não diria que foi o pior livro que já tive nas mãos... nem de longe, mas... ainda estou sofrendo as consequencias de ter lido e perdido meu tempo com uma história ridicula, onde personagens repugnantes transitavam, fazendo coisas estúpidas ou que vão contra meu código de vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bem, a protagonista, Rebecca Trenton é uma criatura insuportavel. Extremamente bela, é egoísta, mimada, maldosa, invejosa e por aí vai. Ela chega com sua prima Margaret Downing a ilha do primo de seus pais, na Carolina do Sul, para ficarem uma temporada, vindas da Índia. Seus pais haviam presenteado as duas com esta viagem e de quebra manteriam as moças em segurança, distantes das rebeliões que tomavam lugar na Índia em 1817.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na ilha moravam o primo de seus pais, Edouard Molineux, sua esposa, Felicity, os dois filhos, Jacques (o mais velho) e Armand (o mais novo), um criado indiano e alguns escravos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca era o tipo de mulher que gostava de ter todos os homens sob seus pés e uma de suas diverções era fazê-los se apaixonar por ela e dispensá-los. Um encanto de criatura. Fazia perguntas e teimava nelas mesmo quando provocava situações de desconforto com isso, fuçando nas histórias da família Molineux com indiscrição. Sua prima Margaret era dócil e geralmente aturava os caprichos de Rebecca. Margaret tinha uma espécie de sexto sentido e previa quando algo de ruim aconteceria. A moça sentiu a maldade na ilha, mas se esforçou para ignorar esta sensação. Bem, Margaret se apaixona por Jacques, mas sem esperanças dele retribuir, uma vez que Rebecca sempre conquistava a todos os homens. Temos o dia a dia com pequenos mistérios; alguém invade os quartos das moças mais de uma vez, acariciando-as e assustando-as e, ao contrário do que seria de se esperar, elas ficam quietas e até mesmo esquecem do assunto depois de encontrarem uma passagem secreta na sala que compartilham entre os quartos. Dá para acreditar nisso? Você é assediada por alguém durante a madrugada, descobre uma passagem secreta e deixa por isso mesmo!!!! Eu teria me mudado para o quarto da minha prima e manteria a luz acesa todas as noites, ao dormir, caramba!!!! E faria um escandalo sobre o que tinha acontecido!!!! Bom, Rebecca está muito ocupada incomodada com a hostilidade de Armand e com as tentativas de conquistar Jacques, mesmo sabendo que a prima está apaixonada por ele. Nas suas palavras, Margaret tinha medo de sexo e jamais teria algo com alguém e, como ela, Rebecca, era linda e se interessava pelo aspecto fisico da coisa, ela devia casar com Jacques. A esta altura meu nojo pela mocinha já era indescritivel. Bom, ela se sente atraida por Armand e quando percebe que é reciproco se sente vitoriosa, mas, depois de corresponder aos beijos dele banca a ofendida, porque "ama" Jacques. Mulherzinha asquerosa. Este quiabo em forma de mulher pergunta a prima se conseguiria casar com Jacques; a prima diz que sim, mas que seria um casamento infeliz. Resposta do quiabo para a prima:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Não pode me dizer uma coisa dessas! Por que não seremos felizes? Jacques é a mais encantadora das pessoas e... Já sei! Está com ciúmes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois bem, ela insiste e coloca Jacques numa posição de ter que pedi-la em casamento. Os dois casam e na noite de nupcias ela é rejeitada pelo marido, que lhe conta que havia sido ferido na guerra e que jamais poderia ter algo físico com ela. Nunca vi o amor acabar tão rápido. Sério. Ele conta isso e ela o odeia! Passa a odiá-lo com todas as forças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por uma fração de segundo, muito breve mas intensa, veio a tona um sentimento de vingança... poderosamente violento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rebecca conseguiu abafá-lo, mas jamais esqueceria o momento em que sentira toda a força de sua paixão transformando-se em ódio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adorável criatura, não?! Mais uma vez, preocupada com ela mesma. Mais adiante ela pensa que deveria ter deixado Margaret casar com Jacques, já que a moça não gostava de envolvimento físico e ele era um eunuco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, o anfitrião, primo de seu pai, droga quase todo mundo na casa e tenta estuprar Rebecca, mas não consegue porque Margaret e Armand não haviam bebido do vinho drogado. Não fiquei com pena dela... mesmo. Edouard aparece morto logo em seguida, com uma faca no coração e Rebecca, sensível como ela só, se entrega para Armand no jardim da mansão. Linda cena ;-p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele pede que ela fuja com ele, mas ela pensa primeiro em como se manteriam, entre outras coisas. Como sempre, o amor dela é algo profundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conversa vai, conversa vem, fuçando por todos os lados Rebecca descobre segredos terríveis sobre os Molineux, que incluía magia negra e a loucura que passava de pai para filho. Ela acaba revelando tudo isso para o marido e chega a conclusão de que ele está enlouquecendo mas... engraçado como ela não pensa na possibilidade de Armand enlouquecer. A frase final do livro salienta, como sempre, sua falta de capacidade de ser uma boa pessoa. O livro vai e ela continua egoísta, maldosa, mimada, se colocando acima de todos. Em resumo, se eu encontrasse essa imbecil eu daria uma "pasada" na cara dela até ficar parecida com uma panqueca. Com uma protagonista tão fdp, pra que vilão, não é?! Não recomendo a leitura, exceto para espiar pecados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-2027199067346085421?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/2027199067346085421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=2027199067346085421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2027199067346085421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2027199067346085421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/estigma-do-pecado.html' title='Estigma do Pecado'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtkiVrIGy1c/TpuXBF-4uqI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/VnJowHTMoxI/s72-c/ESTIGMA_DO_PECADO_1242435019P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-38374550047553622</id><published>2011-10-14T13:11:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:13:12.062-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgette Heyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Venetia e o Libertino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKcaxEbwQ9Y/Tphs9SfLdRI/AAAAAAAAEDs/KTaSqFcJJxQ/s1600/GH1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKlPxCxbVbo/TphtRpsKAXI/AAAAAAAAED4/x3Fu-wWz-t8/s320/venetia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663396681434661234" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Georgette Heyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Quando a bela e voluntariosa Venetia e o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;bonito e leviano Lorde Damerel se apaixonam, inevitavelmente resultam complicações dos mais inesperados e divertidos tipos. E de fato se apaixonam, muito para o deleite do leitor completamente distraído, que não deixa de divertir-se compartilhando de suas escapadas fascinantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A história do livro&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt; se passa 3 anos após o fim das guerras Napoleônicas, a maior parte dela no interior. A heroína, Venetia Lanyon, não é uma das heroínas convencionais de Georgette Heyer, embora lembre a protagonista de Ovelha Negra. Solteira aos 25 anos, ela nunca esteve apaixonada e está resignada a ficar solteira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Criada pelo pai recluso desde a morte da mãe, juntamente com os irmão,  Venetia conhece pouco da vida distante da mansão Undershaw, lar de sua família. Desde a morte de seu pai, logo após a batalha de Waterloo, ela passa a cuidar do bem estar de seus irmãos mais novos: Sir Conway, de 22 anos, um soldado que está além mar, junto ao exercito de ocupação em Cambray, França, e Aubrey, de 16 anos, um estudante brilhante que se prepara para entrar em Cambridge, compensando suas limitações físicas, originadas de um defeito de nascença no quadril, com o estudo e o  conhecimento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Temos também dois pretendentes improváveis, que lutam pela mão de Venetia: Edward Yardley, um dono de terras nobre, pomposo, arrogante e egoísta que pensa que Não significa Sim, e Oswald Denny, um adolescente tolo que idolatra lord Byron e vive de forma teatral. A vida como uma solteirona na casa de seu irmão parece preferível a Venetia a se casar com algum de seus pretendentes, até que um inesperado encontro com o vizinho, o Barão Maldito de Elliston Priory, muda tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Todos dizem a Venetia que o Barão, Lord Jasper Damerel, é um libertino sem cura, de forma alguma adequado para estar na companhia de uma jovem dama que não queira ter a reputação arruinada. O encontro dos dois, enquanto ela passeava sozinha pelo bosque, é muito divertido. Damerel é tão descarado e sem escrupulos quanto sua reputação afirmava mas, ao ivés de fugir de seus avanços, Venetia o repreende firmemente, travando uma discussão inteligente e espirituosa. Venetia não hesita em dizer o que pensa e faz Demerel rir, encantado por seu espírito. Alto, escuro e "desrespeitável", tudo sobre Damerel diz a moça para se manter afastada, mas ela faz exatamente o oposto e se torna sua amiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lord Damerel, intrigado por Venetia, continua tentando seduzi-la até que a moça ganha seu respeito e amor a ponto dele desejar tê-la como esposa. Secretamente Venetia sente o mesmo e aguarda pela proposta de casamento. Enquanto isso Conway, o irmão de Venetia que estava fora de casa a anos, manda sua jovem esposa, junto com a sogra, para Undershaw. A cunhada é uma jovem tola e chorosa e a sogra uma bruxa venenosa que tenta a todo custo diminuir Venetia e Aubrey, mandando na casa. Como o lugar se torna intolerável, Venetia aceita o convite do tio para ficar com ele e a tia em Londres, especialmente após Demerel deixar claro que vai partir e que não pretende casar com ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Seus tios esperavam que a ida a Londres afastasse Demerel da mente da moça, mas a moça sofre com a separação, temendo jamais tornar a vê-lo. Depois de descobrir um grande segredo de família ( e outro segredo, de igual importância para sua felicidade), a moça decide agir, usando de sua inteligencia e esperteza para provar a Damerel que as convenções sociais não podem mantê-los afastados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eu recomendo muito este livro. É um doce de romance e uma delicia ver a amizade que surge entre os protagonistas se tornar um amor forte e indestrutível. Venetia é uma mulher forte, de vontade e esperta, que luta pelo que quer, ao invés de ficar suspirando pelos cantos. Demerel é um libertino que não fica afundando em arrependimentos, que aprende a colocar os sentimentos de outra pessoa acima dos seus por conta do amor. Tudo lindo :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-38374550047553622?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/38374550047553622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=38374550047553622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/38374550047553622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/38374550047553622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/venetia-e-o-libertino.html' title='Venetia e o Libertino'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKcaxEbwQ9Y/Tphs9SfLdRI/AAAAAAAAEDs/KTaSqFcJJxQ/s72-c/GH1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-734970829905669623</id><published>2011-10-13T12:45:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T13:00:56.993-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgette Heyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>O Amor de Penelope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMqPzG8S_Lw/TpcKkSH9jVI/AAAAAAAAECk/4JtFvT8y56A/s1600/O_AMOR_DE_PENELOPE_1240836441P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdldG62H0gs/TpcKJe1-KsI/AAAAAAAAEBo/U2fQQ__OV08/s320/Pan-61%2BHeyer%2BThe%2BCorinthian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663006214456224450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Georgette Heyer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Sir Richard Wyndham tem dinheiro demais, já fizera tudo que desejara antes do trinta, é cortejado por mães casadouras, bajulado por aduladores e favorecido por todo mundo. Agora sua família acha que está na hora de pensar em casamento e sossego.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Conformado, ele tende a concordar com a união de conveniência que o pai combinara com a família Brandon para selar a longa amizade que os unia.. Vagueando para casa um tanto embriagado, pensando desgostoso no noivado que se aproximava, despenca-lhe nos braços uma jovem disfarçada de rapaz. Esta providencial intervenção do Destino dá a Richard o caminho que ele procurava para fugir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.5cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;O Amor de Penelope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt; é uma comédia de costumes e comportamento, leve e cheia de aventuras, com reviravoltas e desencontros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; a cada página. Extremamente divertido e adorável. Não me lembrava exatamente da história e, como a Record voltou a publicar os livros de Georgette Heyer, eu decidi reler cada um dos que já tinha, depois da aquisição dos novos exemplares. Quando terminei esta obra eu tinha um sorriso de orelha a orelha :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.5cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pen Creed, a protagonista de 17 anos, talvez seja um pouco jovem e inocente, mas ela também é destemida frente ao mundo e a mais determinada e decidida jovem já vista. Ao invés de esperar que sua tia a obrigue a casar com seu “primo com cara de peixe”, ela corta os cabelos, veste-se com roupas masculinas e embarca em uma jornada para encontrar Piers, amigo de infância e com quem havia trocado promessa de futuro enlace matrimonial cinco anos atrás. Na mentalidade infantil da moça nada parecia mais certo de que o amigo de infância a receberia de braços abertos, pronto a cumprir com sua promessa de criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="LEFT" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.5cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;O protagonista masculino, Sir Richard Wyndham, nobre de 29 anos está um pouco bêba, extremamente entediado e sentindo-se a pessoa mais desafortunada do mundo. Está prestes a pedir em casamento uma mulher com o coração tão frio que poderia congelar o ártico. Na noite anterior a sua ida para pedir formalmente a mão da dama em questão, Sir Richard avista Pen enquanto ela foge de casa fazendo uso de uma corda de lençóis que não chega até o chão. Ouvindo-a pedir por ajuda ele vai ao seu socorro, apara sua queda e com aprumo ébrio escuta a explicação que lhe é oferecida para a fuga noturna. Desejando ele mesmo escapar de Londres, acaba por se tornar acompanhante de Pen em uma viagem que começa em uma carruagem de passageiros. Sinceramente, esta passagem, do encontro dos dois, é hilária :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="LEFT" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.5cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pen é bem mais jovem que Sir Richard, mas ambos são tão encantadores que é impossível não torcer por eles enquanto embarcam em suas aventuras. Enquanto Pen é de uma jovialidade fresca e inocente, Ris Richard é o perfeito desportista e dandy. Sir Richard se vê em situações em que toda a sua genialidade e influência são requisitadas. Ele precisa lidar com o roubo de um colar de diamantes, um assassinato, alguns bandidos, encontros com desconhecidos em meio a noite e a descoberta de que Piers esqueceu por completo suas promessas de infância, apaixonando-se perdidamente por Lydia, uma bela e estupida garota. Em meio a tantas confusões ficamos cientes de que Sir Richard jamais havia se divertido tanto em sua vida (mesmo quando ele afirma estar desgostando do que acontece) e torcemos para que Pen aceite a corte de tão divertido herói.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="LEFT" style="line-height: 0.5cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que mais gostei neste romance:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.53cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;O protagonista e a protagonista passam a maior parte da história juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.53cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A protagonista se veste de rapaz o livro inteiro, com a ajuda do protagonista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.53cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A protagonista, apesar de muito jovem, não é tola nem cheia de afetações. Jamais cogita se fazer de vítima, que dizer ter pensamentos tolos como os de Lydia, sofrendo por amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p class="western" align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; line-height: 0.53cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A cena de beijo. Quando você ler vai entender. É hilária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-734970829905669623?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/734970829905669623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=734970829905669623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/734970829905669623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/734970829905669623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amor-de-penelope.html' title='O Amor de Penelope'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMqPzG8S_Lw/TpcKkSH9jVI/AAAAAAAAECk/4JtFvT8y56A/s72-c/O_AMOR_DE_PENELOPE_1240836441P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-7597499452623828560</id><published>2011-10-11T15:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:48:21.271-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selinho'/><title type='text'>Selinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ktbuoy8rNg/TpSKYhcSdOI/AAAAAAAAEBc/hp-oeQ31qYc/s1600/selo.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ktbuoy8rNg/TpSKYhcSdOI/AAAAAAAAEBc/hp-oeQ31qYc/s320/selo.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662302785410069730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei este selinho fofo da Jessica , do &lt;a href="http://livrosmelosos.blogspot.com/2011/09/selinhos-eba.html"&gt;Romances e Livros&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;Obrigada, querida. Ele é lindo :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REGRINHAS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;1- Repassar para 15 blogs: Final do post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;2- Nome: Arismeire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;3- Uma música: Tema de abertura de Game of Thrones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;4- 10 coisas sobre mim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Adoro animais;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Odeio cigarro;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Não bebo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Amo ler;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Desenho, escrevo, pinto e bordo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Me irrito com facilidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Gosto de mangas e animes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Viciada em refrigerante;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Gosto de vídeo game;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;*Louca por seriados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;5- Humor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Faço piada de tudo, até mesmo de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;6- Cores favoritas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Verde e vermelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;7- Um seríado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Só um não dá: Dexter, Supernatural,The Mentalist, Communyt, Person of interest, The Vampire Diaries, The Big Bang Theory...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;8- Frase ou palavra mais dita por você:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Hummm... não sei... acho que ultimamente é: Pode ser?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;9- O que achou do selo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Amei :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Fanwood Text', serif; font-size: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://cacapassarini-adorolerromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adoro ler Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://adororomance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adoro Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://httpwwwbloggerromancesemebook.blogspot.com/2010/08/marilena-e-o-sheik.html"&gt;Adoro Romances em e-book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://amoromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amo Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://romancesmeuvicio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romances meu vício&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://romancessuper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romances Super&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://simplesmenteromances1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simplesmente Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) &lt;a href="http://www.lerdormircomer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ler, dormir, comer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)&lt;a href="http://su-romanticgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt; Romantic Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) &lt;a href="http://readergirl-br.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11)&lt;a href="http://clubedosromances.blogspot.com/"&gt; Clube dos Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) &lt;a href="http://romancesforever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romances Forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) &lt;a href="http://www.mulheresromanticas.com.br/"&gt;Mulheres Romanticas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) &lt;a href="http://www.leituranossa.com.br/"&gt;Leitura Nossa de Cada dia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) &lt;a href="http://www.romancesinpink.com.br/"&gt;Romances in Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-7597499452623828560?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/7597499452623828560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=7597499452623828560&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7597499452623828560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7597499452623828560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/selinho.html' title='Selinho'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ktbuoy8rNg/TpSKYhcSdOI/AAAAAAAAEBc/hp-oeQ31qYc/s72-c/selo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8427994539072244064</id><published>2011-10-06T02:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T03:04:30.335-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorteios'/><title type='text'>Resultado do sorteio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6dI9GCVRrY/To1Ev8Vaf2I/AAAAAAAAEBU/oArFansfQfs/s1600/sorteio1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6dI9GCVRrY/To1Ev8Vaf2I/AAAAAAAAEBU/oArFansfQfs/s320/sorteio1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660255897115066210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDoXIWwbMsY/To1ErqPSVWI/AAAAAAAAEBM/yf-RQkutRy0/s1600/sorteio2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDoXIWwbMsY/To1ErqPSVWI/AAAAAAAAEBM/yf-RQkutRy0/s320/sorteio2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660255823538050402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queridas amigas devoradoras de livros, aqui vai o resultado do segundo sorteio do Mistério das Letras; A sortuda da vez foi a Lulu, do &lt;a href="http://www.apaixonadaporromances.com.br/"&gt;Apaixonada por Romances&lt;/a&gt;. Fiquei muito feliz por ela, mas, como gostaria de poder sortear todas vocês, já estou pensando em algo :-)&lt;div&gt;Provavelmente na semana que vem vou dar inicio a um novo sorteio. Quando eu decidir qual vai ser o livro da vez aviso vocês. Amei tê-las participando. Continuem, por favor e beijos a todas. Lulu, vou entrar em contato com você pelo seu blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8427994539072244064?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8427994539072244064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8427994539072244064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8427994539072244064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8427994539072244064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/10/resultado-do-sorteio.html' title='Resultado do sorteio!'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6dI9GCVRrY/To1Ev8Vaf2I/AAAAAAAAEBU/oArFansfQfs/s72-c/sorteio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-3574139877672840682</id><published>2011-10-06T01:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T03:05:44.037-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorteios'/><title type='text'>Segundo Sorteio do Mistério da Letras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIVrmvClxQ8/TmZcrr9o66I/AAAAAAAAD8I/ARUE4JWpFcA/s1600/Promo%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIVrmvClxQ8/TmZcrr9o66I/AAAAAAAAD8I/ARUE4JWpFcA/s320/Promo%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649304688188255138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Vou sortear os seguintes livros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) &lt;i&gt;Cúmplices de uma paixão&lt;/i&gt; (Lynda Ward) Superomance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) &lt;i&gt;Jogo Secreto&lt;/i&gt; (Natalie Bishop) - &lt;i&gt;Caso de amor&lt;/i&gt; (Darlene Gardner) Bianca Dupla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) &lt;i&gt;Uma Razão para Ficar&lt;/i&gt; (Jo Leigh) - &lt;i&gt;A Noiva de Colton&lt;/i&gt; (Ruth Langan) Julia Dupla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) &lt;i&gt;Sr. Destino &lt;/i&gt;(Candy Halliday) Sabrina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Cúmplices de uma paixão&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O Porsche de Liza entrou na cidade de Ridleyville, Arkansas, e seus olhos encheram-se de lágrimas. Estava chocada demais para compreender as razões que levaram Grant, seu marido, a refugiar-se naquele lugar, rejeitando seu amor, seu carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Não! Ele só podia estar louco. Louco e desesperado. Ou então ... Um pensamento terrível atravessou a mente confusa de Liza: ''Grant a havia trocado por outra mulher? Ele a abandonou! Já não a amava mais?'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jogo Secreto&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Um casamento famoso...Um falso noivado! Era esse o plano de Julian, famoso top model e símbolo sexual em todo o país, e Dixie, uma aspirante a atriz que não via a hora de conhecer as alegrias de ser famosa. Julian propôs a Dixie que passasse por sua noiva para conseguir conter o assédio das fãs. Mas quando o irmão e empresário de Julian fica sabendo deste novo romance, não perde tempo para ver quem é a garota que está com ele. Coincidência ou não, a mesma coisa acontece com a irmã de Dixie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Pode imaginar o que irá acontecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caso de amor&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;Será que ele era o detetive apropriado? Sam sabia que aceitar o pedido do irmão para substituí-lo no escritório de investigação seria uma das piores atitudes que poderia tomar. E teve certeza de que seu primeiro dia não seria nada bom ao dar de cara com Mallory. Sexy, atraente, exuberante e com o sorriso mais lindo que Sam já vira, ela se dizia noiva de seu irmão e queria contratar Sam para procurá-lo, já que ele desaparecera sem deixar recado. Sam tinha certeza de que esta seria outra péssima ideia, mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uma Razão para Ficar&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Uma Razão para Ficar- Jo Leigh "Uma noite. Uma noite perfeita. Eu ficaria feliz com isso, com a lembrança..." A comum Emily Proctor tinha tantas chances de namorar o lindo e famoso Scott Dilon quanto de acorda com um corpo perfeito e magro. Mas suas melhores amigas ou As Amigas estavam disposta a realizar o maior desejo de Emily. Oh, bem, que mal podia haver em tentar. Scott só voltara à cidade para ajudar a familia. Assim que resolvesse todos os problemas, estaria fora dali. O único problema era que havia esquecido o charmoso e pacato estilo de vida da pequena cidade, o conforto dos velhos amigos... como Emily. Havia algo de diferente nela.... Algo que talvez pudesse dar a Scott uma razão para ficar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Noiva de Colton&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Noiva do Colton- Ruth Langan Ele conseguiu a prova de que precisava! O Conde playboy William Colton está prestes a se casar com a herdeira de uma família rica e poderosa. Mas, em vez de sucumbir a uma união sem amor, ele prefere a pobreza ao prestígio. Agora, cabe a ele convencer a bela viúva que mora ao lado de sua casa da sinceridade de seu amor... e descobrir se aquele brilho que vê nos olhos dela são de sentimentos verdadeiros! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sr. Destino&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ao encontro do destino ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Quando Anthony Petrocelli literalmente cai aos pés de Kate Anderson, anunciando ser ele o seu destino, ela não lhe dá importância. Pois nem mesmo um italiano bonito e atraente, garantindo que a avó previu a sorte deles nas folhas de chá, irá desviá-la de seu plano: casar-se com um advogado bem-sucedido, que lhe dará estabilidade e segurança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Felizmente, porém, Tony não está a procura de uma noiva. Ele quer apenas levar Kate para conhecer sua família e provar que as previsões da avó não têm o menor fundamento. O problema é que desde esse dia, Kate não consegue tirar o charmoso italiano do pensamento... e de suas fantasias. E por trás da aparência de uma mulher recatada, está nascendo uma nova e apaixonada Kate, que começa a perceber que, afinal, o amor não deve ser prático... E que aquele homem de tirar o fôlego pode ser exatamente o que o destino lhe reservou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;REGRAS DO SORTEIO: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;É isso aí, pessoal. Fiz um apanhado de livrinhos de sebo bem divertidos para o meu segundo sorteio e espero que vocês participem. Para participar siga os seguintes passos:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Deixe um comentário neste post com seu nome e dizendo que está participando.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Para cada post em blog, facebook, twitter, etc você ganha um número extra, então, poste o link de onde fez propaganda do sorteio, juntamente com seu nome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Não esqueça de conferir o resultado do sorteio, que será publicado dia 06 de Outubro. O sorteio estará aberto até o final do dia 05 de Outubro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-3574139877672840682?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/3574139877672840682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=3574139877672840682&amp;isPopup=true' title='82 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3574139877672840682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3574139877672840682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/segundo-sorteio-do-misterio-da-letras.html' title='Segundo Sorteio do Mistério da Letras'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIVrmvClxQ8/TmZcrr9o66I/AAAAAAAAD8I/ARUE4JWpFcA/s72-c/Promo%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2B02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>82</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6043513093944100305</id><published>2011-09-26T22:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:21:49.849-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorothy Cork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>O Poder da Renúncia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D00QRmkkogY/ToElE26mrWI/AAAAAAAAEBE/_iDHaGJ_Efk/s1600/renuncia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D00QRmkkogY/ToElE26mrWI/AAAAAAAAEBE/_iDHaGJ_Efk/s320/renuncia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656843372345077090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dorothy Cork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Após o rompimento com Paul, agora envolvido com sua prima Jan, Ellis reformulou os seus planos de vida: deixou a casa do tio, onde morava, e foi trabalhar para Steve Gascoyne, ex-noivo de Jan, um fazendeiro que vivia na Austrália, Já que ambos enfrentavam uma separação, Ellis imaginou que eles poderiam se ajudar mutuamente. Os trabalhos na fazenda aproximaram os dois e Ellis se surpreendeu um dia apaixonada por Steve. Mas ele, entretanto, não era fácil, pois não só desconfiava das mulheres como aprendera a desprezá-las. Que chances poderia ter Ellis de se casar e ser feliz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/rqzJvEPz/Dorothy_Cork_-_O_poder_da_renn.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6043513093944100305?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6043513093944100305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6043513093944100305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6043513093944100305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6043513093944100305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-poder-da-renuncia.html' title='O Poder da Renúncia'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D00QRmkkogY/ToElE26mrWI/AAAAAAAAEBE/_iDHaGJ_Efk/s72-c/renuncia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-7152146111964176380</id><published>2011-09-26T22:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:19:10.782-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debbie Macomber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Um Rosto Inesquecível</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUt-wwSIb1Y/ToEkfNi2qwI/AAAAAAAAEA8/wseMX5LQSs8/s1600/UM_ROSTO_INESQUECIVEL__1270440161P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUt-wwSIb1Y/ToEkfNi2qwI/AAAAAAAAEA8/wseMX5LQSs8/s320/UM_ROSTO_INESQUECIVEL__1270440161P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656842725584448258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Debbie Macomber.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Carne voltou-se bruscamente ao ouvir aquela voz familiar e, para seu desespero, viu sua irmã Camille, a eterna rival, mais deslumbrante do que nunca. O momento tão temido havia chegado, pois nesse mesmo instante ela notou que Shane se aproximava. Tudo estava perdido. Assim que o homem a quem amava perdidamente conhecesse sua irmã, Carrie passaria ao segundo plano. Sempre fora assim, e por que dessa vez seria diferente? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/tWbbO4q-/Debbie_Macomber_-_Um_Rosto_Ine.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-7152146111964176380?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/7152146111964176380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=7152146111964176380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7152146111964176380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7152146111964176380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-rosto-inesquecivel.html' title='Um Rosto Inesquecível'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUt-wwSIb1Y/ToEkfNi2qwI/AAAAAAAAEA8/wseMX5LQSs8/s72-c/UM_ROSTO_INESQUECIVEL__1270440161P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5802180379497215879</id><published>2011-09-26T22:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:16:21.642-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brenda Trent'/><title type='text'>Segredos em Alto-mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTCoVj3vbrg/ToEjz1nmxxI/AAAAAAAAEA0/q-AqPAGBm1w/s1600/SEGREDOS_EM_ALTOMAR_1273539368P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTCoVj3vbrg/ToEjz1nmxxI/AAAAAAAAEA0/q-AqPAGBm1w/s320/SEGREDOS_EM_ALTOMAR_1273539368P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656841980427552530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Brenda Trent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AMOR E SUSPENSE NUM LUXUOSO CRUZEIRO PELA COSTA DO MÉXICO.&lt;br /&gt;UM HOMEM PRONTO PARA O PERIGO E INDEFESO ANTE O JOGO DO AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan desejava provar que não era apenas uma linda garota milionária. Assim, ela não hesitou ao aceitar o emprego num transatlântico de luxo. E logo sua atenção foi despertada por um passageiro bonito, tímido, dono de profundos olhos azuis.&lt;br /&gt;Ele era carinhoso, mas parecia estar sempre controlando as emoções. Na realidade, guardava um segredo que o impedia de declarar seu amor a Susan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/I2RwrtMO/Brenda_Trent_-_Segredos_em_Alt.html"&gt;AQUI!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5802180379497215879?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5802180379497215879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5802180379497215879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5802180379497215879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5802180379497215879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/segredos-em-alto-mar.html' title='Segredos em Alto-mar'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTCoVj3vbrg/ToEjz1nmxxI/AAAAAAAAEA0/q-AqPAGBm1w/s72-c/SEGREDOS_EM_ALTOMAR_1273539368P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5691504408473294788</id><published>2011-09-26T22:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:08:37.413-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudia Jameson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Nunca Diga Não</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRKqMmKlWYw/ToEiCXRfX_I/AAAAAAAAEAs/7JqYJu-moH4/s1600/nunca%2Bdiga%2Bn%25C3%25A3o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRKqMmKlWYw/ToEiCXRfX_I/AAAAAAAAEAs/7JqYJu-moH4/s320/nunca%2Bdiga%2Bn%25C3%25A3o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656840030956511218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Claudia Jameson.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Você não é meu tipo", disse o milionário Adam Francis quando encontrou Jane pela primeira vez. No entanto, começou a dar em cima dela de todas as maneiras. E não era tarefa fácil para Jane resistir à tentação: Adam era o homem mais atraente que ela já tinha conhecido. Um sentimento selvagem, surpreendente e incontrolável tomou conta de seu coração. Era a paixão! Mas Jane lutava como podia contra aquela febre que parecia não ter cura. Não queria se arriscar a sofrer por amor como no passado. E havia também o problema de seu pai... Adam, porém, era persistente e a levava à loucura com seus carinhos. Jane conseguiria resistir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/LOiSaVBK/Claudia_Jameson_-_Nunca_Diga_N.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5691504408473294788?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5691504408473294788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5691504408473294788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5691504408473294788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5691504408473294788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/nunca-diga-nao.html' title='Nunca Diga Não'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRKqMmKlWYw/ToEiCXRfX_I/AAAAAAAAEAs/7JqYJu-moH4/s72-c/nunca%2Bdiga%2Bn%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6236180722301358376</id><published>2011-09-26T22:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:06:31.313-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudia Jameson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Luz da minha Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2hkC5tlIU8/ToEhiQx82HI/AAAAAAAAEAk/CyufLACAKYg/s1600/luz%2Bda%2Bminha%2Bvida.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2hkC5tlIU8/ToEhiQx82HI/AAAAAAAAEAk/CyufLACAKYg/s320/luz%2Bda%2Bminha%2Bvida.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656839479457798258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Claudia Jameson.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anne tinha que fazer alguma coisa por aquele homem. Não suportava ver Emile perdido em seu mundo amargo quando a vida lhe prometia tanto prazer. Queria achar uma maneira de lhe mostrar a luz que se apagou no dia em que ele ficou cego; queria que ele voltasse a ver, mesmo sem enxergar, as cores, as imagens, o pulsar da vida que continuava. Mas era preciso ter cuidado: se ele desconfiasse de suas intenções iria despedi-la imediatamente. Talvez confundisse o amor de Anne com compaixão. E compaixão tinha apenas por si mesma, por amar tanto um homem que jamais sentiria seu calor. Emile preferia continuar amando a esposa, a bela Françoise, que o considerava um inválido inútil, e que havia se casado com ele só por causa do dinheiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/vy29UkWF/Claudia_Jameson_-_Luz_da_Minha.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6236180722301358376?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6236180722301358376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6236180722301358376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6236180722301358376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6236180722301358376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/luz-da-minha-vida.html' title='Luz da minha Vida'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2hkC5tlIU8/ToEhiQx82HI/AAAAAAAAEAk/CyufLACAKYg/s72-c/luz%2Bda%2Bminha%2Bvida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4196699766461220377</id><published>2011-09-26T22:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:02:08.602-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudia Jameson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Antes do Adeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QU-3mtrCBY/ToEgfZqFURI/AAAAAAAAEAc/fUGfsbejYEU/s1600/img.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QU-3mtrCBY/ToEgfZqFURI/AAAAAAAAEAc/fUGfsbejYEU/s320/img.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656838330789482770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Claudia Jameson.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Aquela mulher era loira, linda, uma deusa que se confundia com o brilho das estrelas, tão irreal que bastava tocá-la para que desaparecesse como uma fada. Anton a amava muito, queria tê-la nos braços e transportá-la numa doce viagem de amor e prazer. Queria ter Lorna para sempre! Por isso havia insistido, pacientemente esperado pelo amor que não sabia se ela seria capaz de lhe dar. Agora seu sonho estava prestes a se realizar. A casa estava pronta, o fogo crepitando na lareira como o desejo que o consumia durante aqueles longos meses de espera e dúvida. A expectativa havia sido tanta que Anton pensou que iria enlouquecer quando ouviu aquelas palavras: "Não quero casar com você!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/Ov3khBdM/Claudia_Jameson_-_Antes_do_Ade.html"&gt;AQUI!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4196699766461220377?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4196699766461220377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4196699766461220377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4196699766461220377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4196699766461220377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/antes-do-adeus.html' title='Antes do Adeus'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QU-3mtrCBY/ToEgfZqFURI/AAAAAAAAEAc/fUGfsbejYEU/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-7405204076437095658</id><published>2011-09-26T21:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:59:44.491-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudia Jameson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>A Dama de Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2veud0_idiA/ToEf6fhxA5I/AAAAAAAAEAU/j7PK0IP5BP0/s1600/1036134.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2veud0_idiA/ToEf6fhxA5I/AAAAAAAAEAU/j7PK0IP5BP0/s320/1036134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656837696710050706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Claudia Jameson.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Charlotte permaneceu imóvel, olhando pela janela a rua deserta. "Eu vim para dizer adeus", Curtis falara, antes de sair batendo a porta. Como era possível perdê-lo, depois dos momentos de avassaladora paixão que haviam acabado de viver? Quase como uma resposta, a imagem do quadro tornou-se nítida em sua memória. A Dama de Azul... Por que ele se recusara a dizer-lhe quem era aquela linda mulher retratada na pintura? Estaria ali a chave do mistério que cercava a vida de Curtis Maxwell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/QRv31IUH/Claudia_Jameson_-_A_Dama_de_Az.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-7405204076437095658?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/7405204076437095658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=7405204076437095658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7405204076437095658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/7405204076437095658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/dama-de-azul.html' title='A Dama de Azul'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2veud0_idiA/ToEf6fhxA5I/AAAAAAAAEAU/j7PK0IP5BP0/s72-c/1036134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-2839210882043674510</id><published>2011-09-20T23:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:50:17.095-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luisa Maria Linares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Sócios para a Aventura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UtCkrVyg-k/TnlQ219C6XI/AAAAAAAAD_U/DoOvL0fDR_g/s1600/Nova%2BImagem%2B%25281%2529%2B%25282%2529.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UtCkrVyg-k/TnlQ219C6XI/AAAAAAAAD_U/DoOvL0fDR_g/s320/Nova%2BImagem%2B%25281%2529%2B%25282%2529.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654639710266648946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4fpUJSBSj0/TnlQemosPeI/AAAAAAAAD_M/Ye9lIPOEZ_Q/s1600/ror17.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4fpUJSBSj0/TnlQemosPeI/AAAAAAAAD_M/Ye9lIPOEZ_Q/s320/ror17.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654639293837884898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Luisa Maria Liñares, Romance Rebeca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um aviador, uma nadadora e um literato: Três fracassados. Que resultará dessa estranha sociedade? Um acidente muda o rumo da vida de Nina, que se transfere para a Côte d’ Azur. Nesse ambiente de frivolidade desfilam diante dela enigmáticos e contraditórios personagens. A surpresa poderá chamar-se Nick, o Moreno Fraternal, ou o “Homem Zero”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Comentário:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ainda lendo, hehehehe. Depois que terminar comento ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/J5TsS1Ep/Scios_para_a_aventura.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-2839210882043674510?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/2839210882043674510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=2839210882043674510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2839210882043674510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/2839210882043674510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/socios-para-aventura.html' title='Sócios para a Aventura'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UtCkrVyg-k/TnlQ219C6XI/AAAAAAAAD_U/DoOvL0fDR_g/s72-c/Nova%2BImagem%2B%25281%2529%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5244823295280177976</id><published>2011-09-20T23:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:43:51.816-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luisa Maria Linares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Marido a Preço Fixo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfv0tES18Rg/TnlPXFRiyTI/AAAAAAAAD_E/Nqs7IRmUS38/s1600/UM_MARIDO_A_PRECO_FIXO_1277669827P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfv0tES18Rg/TnlPXFRiyTI/AAAAAAAAD_E/Nqs7IRmUS38/s320/UM_MARIDO_A_PRECO_FIXO_1277669827P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654638065111714098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Luisa Maria Liñares, Romance Rebeca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Estrela Vilar casara-se com outro unicamente para se vingar de seu infiel pretendente. No entanto, em pouco tempo se viu abandonada. Na tentativa de encobrir este fracasso, encontra seu verdadeiro amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comentário:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Não é um dos meus favoritos, devo confessar. Este livro eu só tenho em arquivo e não físico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A mocinha é tola, arrogante e tem muitos outros defeitos. O mocinho tem uma grande paciência para aturá-la  e, o que é mais surpreendente, se apaixonar por ela. Mesmo assim é uma boa opção de leitura, para quem gosta da autora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/RJxUGWv8/Marido_a_Preo_Fixo.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5244823295280177976?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5244823295280177976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5244823295280177976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5244823295280177976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5244823295280177976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/marido-preco-fixo.html' title='Marido a Preço Fixo'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfv0tES18Rg/TnlPXFRiyTI/AAAAAAAAD_E/Nqs7IRmUS38/s72-c/UM_MARIDO_A_PRECO_FIXO_1277669827P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5492104039898113839</id><published>2011-09-20T23:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:37:22.750-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luisa Maria Linares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Em Poder de Barba Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TX-y2TLolRU/TnlN1ceChsI/AAAAAAAAD-8/vGk9UtURr4I/s1600/capa055.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TX-y2TLolRU/TnlN1ceChsI/AAAAAAAAD-8/vGk9UtURr4I/s320/capa055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654636387710961346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBzaygcUpdc/TnlNxNtn9wI/AAAAAAAAD-0/c9jFDJ6vAto/s1600/capa056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xBzaygcUpdc/TnlNxNtn9wI/AAAAAAAAD-0/c9jFDJ6vAto/s320/capa056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654636315030320898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Luisa Maria Liñares, Romance Rebeca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fugir de casa na véspera do casamento e via­jar como clandestina num iate não é uma aventura comum. Myriam Barlett pensava em libertar-se enfrentando o mar a bordo do iate “Barba-Azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(97, 97, 97); line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comentário:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Igualmente divertida esta história de Luisa Maria Liñares. Foi o primeiro livro escrito por ela que eu li e virei fã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;A mocinha foge na véspera de seu casamento e se esconde em um barco cheio de homens cujo dono e capitão, após sofrer uma decepção amorosa, não quer mulher alguma por perto. A mocinha é muito divertida e se veste de grumete segundo as ordens do Capitão, passando a ser uma integrante da tripulação até alcançarem seu destino. É muito gratificante ler algo em que o protagonista não enche a mocinha de ofensas (entre outras coisas), se achando o dono da verdade sem que receba boas respostas de volta, levando-o a repensar seu comportamento. Altamente recomendado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/TYuGqqs4/Em_poder_de_Barba-Azul.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5492104039898113839?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5492104039898113839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5492104039898113839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5492104039898113839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5492104039898113839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/em-poder-de-barba-azul.html' title='Em Poder de Barba Azul'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TX-y2TLolRU/TnlN1ceChsI/AAAAAAAAD-8/vGk9UtURr4I/s72-c/capa055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4547065231953744308</id><published>2011-09-20T23:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:30:25.192-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luisa Maria Linares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>De Noite sou Indiscreta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pmnItsOg6g/TnlMLbzuEZI/AAAAAAAAD-s/jHsyID7lYpc/s1600/capa053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pmnItsOg6g/TnlMLbzuEZI/AAAAAAAAD-s/jHsyID7lYpc/s320/capa053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654634566467326354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw-IlUAc2Io/TnlMHhnkebI/AAAAAAAAD-k/uR1jVlNp0jE/s1600/capa054.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw-IlUAc2Io/TnlMHhnkebI/AAAAAAAAD-k/uR1jVlNp0jE/s320/capa054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654634499307502002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Luisa Maria Liñares, Romance Rebeca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Érica, uma jovem e linda secretária estava perdidamente apaixonada pelo seu chefe...Mas manteve em segredo seus sentimentos até que um psicanalista aconselhou-a a ser indiscreta durante a noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Comentário:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Achei hilário! Muito divertida a leitura e eu recomendo totalmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Érica é uma secretária saindo de uma crise de nervos após um grave acidente junto a seus superiores; a moça, corajosa e boa nadadora, conseguira salvar muitas pessoas de morrerem afogadas, inclusive o patrão, por quem era apaixonada, mas não conseguira salvar-lhe a esposa. Como paga acabam por dar-lhe um apartamento de luxo num condomínio que estava por ser lançado. Aí começam as confusões ao estilo uma noite alucinante. Muitas confusões. Bandidos, perseguições, um mocinho crente na loucura da mocinha e por aí a fora :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/9tZLaOt0/De_noite_sou_indiscreta.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4547065231953744308?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4547065231953744308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4547065231953744308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4547065231953744308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4547065231953744308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-noite-sou-indiscreta.html' title='De Noite sou Indiscreta'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pmnItsOg6g/TnlMLbzuEZI/AAAAAAAAD-s/jHsyID7lYpc/s72-c/capa053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-1771524083565696001</id><published>2011-09-18T23:25:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:55:09.175-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gótico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catherine Gaskin'/><title type='text'>Catherine Gaskin-O Vaso Partido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_2g9fxqa7k/Tnau2tHjh0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/WyYItW12c4Y/s1600/s_MLB_v_O_f_97964984_2056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_2g9fxqa7k/Tnau2tHjh0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/WyYItW12c4Y/s320/s_MLB_v_O_f_97964984_2056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653898637057689410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Av5qWbc9-lM/TnauGAOzleI/AAAAAAAAD9k/vd-POWlY1fo/s1600/1882676.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Av5qWbc9-lM/TnauGAOzleI/AAAAAAAAD9k/vd-POWlY1fo/s320/1882676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653897800374785506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwpOzqWbE4/TnatpjWiX1I/AAAAAAAAD9c/FDf6_M9J6XQ/s1600/qm10yumli6j71myj.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJwpOzqWbE4/TnatpjWiX1I/AAAAAAAAD9c/FDf6_M9J6XQ/s320/qm10yumli6j71myj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653897311586246482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O VASO PARTIDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tudo começou com o ruído inesperado de cristal esfacelado... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;Aquele vaso de cristal é um fino exemplar  da arte da fabricação do vidro. Saíra da fábrica  Sheridan, na Irlanda, que se encontra agora quase parada - os seus melhores artífices estão velhos, a sua construção quase em ruínas e os seus donos sem recursos para levantarem a indústria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;Maura D'Arcy chega a Conclath, onde está a sede da fábrica, para reclamar o valioso vaso que pertencera a sua mãe. A arte de fabricar vidros exerce  um estranho fascínio sobre a jovem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;Connor Sheridan, um homem encurralado entre as glórias do passado  e a dura realidade do presente, procura desesperadamente um modo de salvar o nome de sua família, e na sua determinação incansável de reconstruir a indústria, vê Maura como uma rival perigosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;Maura D'Arcy é jovem e bonita, no começo de uma promissora carreira como modelo, e descobre ser a última descendente da família Sheridan, de vidreiros famosos. Viaja então para Conclath com o fito de reclamar o vaso de cristal que fora roubado de sua mãe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;Em Conclath, Maura encontra sua avó, mulher forte e autoritária, apesar da idade; Brendan Carroll, autor do roubo, pessoa misteriosa que exerce sobre ela forte atração; o rico alemão Otto Praguer, residente nas imediações da cidade, e seu primo Connor, um homem ambicioso que tem como objetivo maior herdar a indústria vidreira dos Sheridan, e tudo fará para livrar-se de qualquer empecilho que se apresente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: normal; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MINHA OPINIÃO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;Neste livro acompanhamos Maura, moça corajosa e forte, que volta à terra de seus ancestrais em busca de um objeto roubado da loja de antiguidades que era de sua mãe. Maura é modelo de relativo sucesso, tentando por ordem na vida após a morte da mãe, por quem nutria imenso amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;Em sua viagem para recuperar a Taça Sheridan, Maura conhece a mansão dos Sheridan e Lady Maude, sua avó materna. A relação entre as duas é tensa e complicada. Lady Maude, autoritária, obstinada e obcecada, nunca perdoou o fato de a filha ter se unido a um homem que ela não aprovava. Maura, sendo fruto dessa união, também foi rejeitada pela velha e amargurada senhora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;Fiquei dividida entre os dois personagens principais masculinos: Connor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;homem enigmático e de modos sombrios e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;Brendan Carrol, que roubou a taça na esperança de levar Maura de volta a família Sheridan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;. Confesso que me agradaria mais se Maura houvesse ficado com o primo afastado, obcecado pela história da família e pela fábrica e com um passado trágico e misterioso, mas o livro, em suma, é uma delicia. Há sempre uma espécie de mistério perambulando pelos cantos, dom que a autora tem de sobra e que é possível saborear em algumas de suas obras, como A Governanta, Um falcão para a Rainha e Herança maldita. Embora não seja o melhor livro escrito por Catherine Gaskin é um belo exemplo de boa literatura, que provoca reações impossíveis de esquecer depois de fechar suas páginas pela ultima vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 47, 58); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(218, 236, 243); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/gh7R_Kie/O_Vaso_Partido.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-1771524083565696001?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/1771524083565696001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=1771524083565696001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1771524083565696001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1771524083565696001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/catherine-gaskin-o-vaso-partido.html' title='Catherine Gaskin-O Vaso Partido'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_2g9fxqa7k/Tnau2tHjh0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/WyYItW12c4Y/s72-c/s_MLB_v_O_f_97964984_2056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6662187974822226401</id><published>2011-09-09T13:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:56:30.962-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hampson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Um Homem sem Compaixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fERE0Qk-5jw/TmpF_SJ809I/AAAAAAAAD9U/CuRszdlFLSs/s1600/Imagem%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fERE0Qk-5jw/TmpF_SJ809I/AAAAAAAAD9U/CuRszdlFLSs/s320/Imagem%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650405635997357010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anne Hampson&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Uma viagem a Chipre para rever velhos amigos e deixar-se envolver pela paisagem do mar Mediterrâneo talvez fosse a soluçâo para Helen esquecer o casamento desfeito de modo tão brutal. Ainda estava muito vivo em sua memória aquele trágico acidente em que seu marido morrera" - nos braços de outra mulher, Mas embora Helen não quisesse mais amar, o destino lhe preparava uma cilada, colocando em seu caminho Leon Petrou. um homem de alma de gelo e coração de pedra, para quem as mulheres nâo passavam de empreendimentos comerciais de que se deveria tirar todo o lucro possível!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/BY4NWdMW/Anne_Hampson_-_Um_Homem_sem_co.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6662187974822226401?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6662187974822226401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6662187974822226401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6662187974822226401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6662187974822226401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-hampson-um-homem-sem-compaixao.html' title='Um Homem sem Compaixão'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fERE0Qk-5jw/TmpF_SJ809I/AAAAAAAAD9U/CuRszdlFLSs/s72-c/Imagem%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4433445157650255258</id><published>2011-09-09T13:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:57:51.699-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hampson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Anne Hampson - Seu ultimo amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNLhKmSMLcM/TmpFhApkV4I/AAAAAAAAD9M/AD0btrR9rf4/s1600/Anne%2BHampson%2B-%2BSeu%2BUltimo%2BAmor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNLhKmSMLcM/TmpFhApkV4I/AAAAAAAAD9M/AD0btrR9rf4/s320/Anne%2BHampson%2B-%2BSeu%2BUltimo%2BAmor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650405115902056322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Aos dezessete anos, Colette conheceu Luke Marlis e se apaixonou à primeira vista. Que sonho louco! Aquele homem que parecia um deus grego só podia sentir repulsa pela horrível cicatriz que deformava o rosto dela. Estava resignada a carregar para sempre aquela marca e aquele amor impossível, quando uma herança inesperada e uma série de operações plásticas transformaram sua vida, fazendo dela uma nova mulher; rica e linda. Foi assim, irreconhecível e cheia de esperanças, que Colette chegou à ilha do mar Egeu onde Luke morava. E, dessa vez, não viu desprezo nos olhos dele. Viu desejo, fascinação, cobiça. Mas onde estava o amor com o qual ela havia sonhado durante aqueles oito longos anos de separação e sofrimento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/1QeV923J/Anne_Hampson_-_Seu_Ultimo_Amor.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4433445157650255258?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4433445157650255258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4433445157650255258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4433445157650255258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4433445157650255258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-hampson-seu-ultimo-amor.html' title='Anne Hampson - Seu ultimo amor'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNLhKmSMLcM/TmpFhApkV4I/AAAAAAAAD9M/AD0btrR9rf4/s72-c/Anne%2BHampson%2B-%2BSeu%2BUltimo%2BAmor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-451787705855807809</id><published>2011-09-09T13:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:52:38.935-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hampson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Anne Hampson - Princesa por um dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLBNLYPLxFc/TmpESyU_FeI/AAAAAAAAD9E/IuXlf7otxUE/s1600/Anne%2BHampson%2B-%2BPrincesa%2Bpor%2Bum%2Bdia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLBNLYPLxFc/TmpESyU_FeI/AAAAAAAAD9E/IuXlf7otxUE/s320/Anne%2BHampson%2B-%2BPrincesa%2Bpor%2Bum%2Bdia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650403772027835874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O romance de Muriel e Andrew Burk naquele maravilhoso navio que fazia um fantástico cruzeito pelos mares europeus era lindo, mas não podia durar mais que um verão. Cansada de sua vida humilde, Muriel fingiu ser uma mulher vivida, rica, e assim tentou seduzir o jovem empresário. Foram dias maravilhosos, com passeios, visitas às praias... E noites cheias de encanto, com bailes, beijos ao luar, carícias trocadas nas madrugadas! Mas o castelo de sonhos desmoronou quando Andrew desconfiou que ela era uma farsante e, no fim da viagem, a abandonou. Muriel seria uma caçadora de ouro? Ou apenas uma mulher apaixonada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/1sCY-Oie/Anne_Hampson_-_Princesa_por_um.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-451787705855807809?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/451787705855807809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=451787705855807809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/451787705855807809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/451787705855807809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-hampson-princesa-por-um-dia.html' title='Anne Hampson - Princesa por um dia'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLBNLYPLxFc/TmpESyU_FeI/AAAAAAAAD9E/IuXlf7otxUE/s72-c/Anne%2BHampson%2B-%2BPrincesa%2Bpor%2Bum%2Bdia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-3646425248918945212</id><published>2011-09-09T13:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:50:24.303-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hampson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Anne Hampson - Pacto de Ódio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7D6tgiBNCs/TmpDwPgMMzI/AAAAAAAAD88/rSeKHJcX_xs/s1600/PACTO_DE_ODIO_1256833999P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7D6tgiBNCs/TmpDwPgMMzI/AAAAAAAAD88/rSeKHJcX_xs/s320/PACTO_DE_ODIO_1256833999P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650403178564039474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Atenas e o Partenon, Delfos e o maravilhoso santuário de Apolo, as ilhas encantadas do mar Egeu …Para viver na morada dos deuses, marika precisava aceitar a estranha e perigosa proposta de Nickolas Loukas. Era belo como uma estátua, mas tinha o coração duro e frio como o mármore! Vendida pela própria mãe, Marika vivia na mesma casa de Nickolas. Procurava fugir de seu fascínio, tentava sempre voltar para seu lar, para junto das pessoas que amava. Mas não sabia como se livrar de um homem acostumado a mandar e ser obedecido! Como resistir ao calor daqueles beijos mentirosos, ao apelo sensual daquele corpo belo e forte como o de um deus grego? Talvez só a morte pudesse separá-los...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/3ZwcQRmV/Anne_Hampson_-_Pacto_de_dio_-_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-3646425248918945212?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/3646425248918945212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=3646425248918945212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3646425248918945212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3646425248918945212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-hampson-pacto-de-odio.html' title='Anne Hampson - Pacto de Ódio'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7D6tgiBNCs/TmpDwPgMMzI/AAAAAAAAD88/rSeKHJcX_xs/s72-c/PACTO_DE_ODIO_1256833999P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-1852654390583478845</id><published>2011-09-09T13:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:48:22.178-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hampson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Anne Hampson - Encontro fatal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNrsI0jp5GY/TmpDSEsv22I/AAAAAAAAD80/x7QMP4DA_nE/s1600/ENCONTRO_FATAL_1263090381P.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNrsI0jp5GY/TmpDSEsv22I/AAAAAAAAD80/x7QMP4DA_nE/s320/ENCONTRO_FATAL_1263090381P.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650402660267842402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Penny olhou a ilha de Dominica e mais uma vez ficou perturbada. E pensar que tinha chegado ali cheia de esperança, imaginando que passaria uns dias maravilhosos naquele lugar encantado... Max Redfern havia estragado todos os seus planos. Bastou conhecê-lo para odiá-lo profundamente e depois passar, com a mesma rapidez, do ódio ao amor. Mais tarde, já perdidamente apaixonada, Penny experimentou a dor da rejeição, pois Max insistia em ignorá-la. Haviam lhe avisado que ele era um solteirão convicto, um homem proibido para as mulheres. Mas o coração dela não ouviu o aviso e insistia em bater, descompassado, cada vez que se lembrava dos beijos ardentes que Max lhe dera uma única vez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/hI7neHVf/Anne_Hampson_-_Encontro_Fatal_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-1852654390583478845?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/1852654390583478845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=1852654390583478845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1852654390583478845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/1852654390583478845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-hampson-encontro-fatal.html' title='Anne Hampson - Encontro fatal'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNrsI0jp5GY/TmpDSEsv22I/AAAAAAAAD80/x7QMP4DA_nE/s72-c/ENCONTRO_FATAL_1263090381P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-3083619606950550873</id><published>2011-09-09T13:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:45:29.266-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Hampson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Anne Hampson - Beijo de Noivado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYiqkd_ONSM/TmpClFRAdzI/AAAAAAAAD8s/2arjXwkfxsI/s1600/s_MLB_v_O_f_196117399_1790.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYiqkd_ONSM/TmpClFRAdzI/AAAAAAAAD8s/2arjXwkfxsI/s320/s_MLB_v_O_f_196117399_1790.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650401887325812530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Obrigada a ficar noiva de um milionário que mal conhecia. Desesperada, tentou fugir desse casamento que iria lhe trazer tristezas e desilusões. Mas Judy morava na Grécia, onde os noivados não podiam ser desfeitos. Tímida, medrosa, não teve coragem de lutar contra a situação que a oprimia e foi obrigada a casar-se com o homem a quem não amava. Porém, na noite de núpcias, enfrentou o belo grego à sua frente: — Não dormirei com você, Christalis! Meu corpo e meu coração serão do homem que um dia eu vier a amar! — Judy não sabia que seu marido tinha poderes para fazê-la escrava de seus desejos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/CmP2PS5-/Anne_Hampson_-_Beijo_de_noivad.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-3083619606950550873?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/3083619606950550873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=3083619606950550873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3083619606950550873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3083619606950550873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-hampson-beijo-de-noivado.html' title='Anne Hampson - Beijo de Noivado'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mYiqkd_ONSM/TmpClFRAdzI/AAAAAAAAD8s/2arjXwkfxsI/s72-c/s_MLB_v_O_f_196117399_1790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-4875210681111569292</id><published>2011-09-09T13:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:42:08.917-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Anne Cooper - Caminho sem Volta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjdlMqFyM8o/TmpBzF5DOoI/AAAAAAAAD8k/AGmIssRwpHM/s1600/Sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjdlMqFyM8o/TmpBzF5DOoI/AAAAAAAAD8k/AGmIssRwpHM/s320/Sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650401028500306562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Casar? Laura pensou que não tinha ouvido direito. É claro que a idéia soava maravilhosa. Karl era bonito, atraente, parecia mesmo um príncipe, irreal como as pinturas do museu do Louvre que ela costumava reproduzir durante as aulas de arte. Mas apenas uma noite de amor e menos de uma semana de convivência não justificavam um pedido de casamento! Querendo acreditar que havia encontrado a felicidade da maneira mais romântica possível, Laura foi morar com Karl em Montiferno, pequena ilha num lago da Itália. Para o seu espanto, o lugar era deslumbrante, e o marido um milionário. Aos poucos, porém, as surpresas cederam ao medo de que ela fazia parte de um jogo sujo. Afinal, por que Karl saía com a ex-amante toda vez que viajava?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/ITa8RgBF/Anne_Cooper_-_Caminho_sem_volt.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4875210681111569292?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4875210681111569292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4875210681111569292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4875210681111569292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4875210681111569292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/anne-cooper-caminho-sem-volta.html' title='Anne Cooper - Caminho sem Volta'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjdlMqFyM8o/TmpBzF5DOoI/AAAAAAAAD8k/AGmIssRwpHM/s72-c/Sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-3318603809672043817</id><published>2011-09-09T13:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:24:03.266-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Carpenter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>O Inocente Perigo de Amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcW9tGe7MvY/TmpBJMycF0I/AAAAAAAAD8c/PtImRwO9Zmk/s1600/Amanda%2BCarpender%2B-%2BInocente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650400308797118274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcW9tGe7MvY/TmpBJMycF0I/AAAAAAAAD8c/PtImRwO9Zmk/s320/Amanda%2BCarpender%2B-%2BInocente.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 206px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Amanda Carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Uma ligação de amor, além dos limites da realidade...Uma força estranha obrigava Dana a desenhar, fazendo seus dedos semoverem com agilidade, esboçando traços a lápis sobre a folha branca. Um calafrio a alertou para uma presença a seu lado e a magia se desfez.David Raymond estava ali, pálido, fitando o desenho, em estado de choque. Aquele esboço não era fruto da imaginação de Dana... Ela havia captado o pensamento de David e transposto tudo para o papel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/IZhFY0db/Amanda_Carpenter_-_O_Inocente_.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-3318603809672043817?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/3318603809672043817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=3318603809672043817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3318603809672043817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3318603809672043817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-inocente-perigo-de-amar-amanda.html' title='O Inocente Perigo de Amar'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcW9tGe7MvY/TmpBJMycF0I/AAAAAAAAD8c/PtImRwO9Zmk/s72-c/Amanda%2BCarpender%2B-%2BInocente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8383673104210708717</id><published>2011-08-31T23:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:44:58.956-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Darcy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maratona de banca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Florzinha'/><title type='text'>Maratona de Banca - Agosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cb6_rNRdLrM/Tl7xpCxebVI/AAAAAAAAD78/hhVPKeuT5k4/s1600/Emma%2BDarcy%2B-%2BVidas%2Bmarcadas.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cb6_rNRdLrM/Tl7xpCxebVI/AAAAAAAAD78/hhVPKeuT5k4/s320/Emma%2BDarcy%2B-%2BVidas%2Bmarcadas.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216670190497106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vidas Marcadas - Emma Darcy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(70, 69, 69); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(230, 236, 196); "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quem seria aquela garota frágil que invadia intempestivamente seu apartamento, jurando conhecê-lo? Mike a observava perplexo, fascinado. Ouvia pacientemente as acusações, os gritos, os protestos desesperados, achando tudo muito absurdo; como também era absurdo ver um olhar zangado naquele rostinho meigo que inexplicavelmente o atraía tanto. Mike esperava que tudo não passasse de um mal-entendido, quem sabe até um bom pretexto para um romance. Jamais poderia imaginar que esse incidente fosse o início de uma tragédia terrível que iria marcá-los para sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMENTÁRIO: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faltou inspiração para fazer uma grande resenha sobre este livro e também faltou tempo ;-p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apesar da falta de inspiração e de tempo, vamos dar uma passadinha na obra, por alto. Bom... só posso dizer que desgosto, detesto, odeio personagens masculinos que se apresentam os donos da verdade agredindo verbalmente as protagonistas de cara. Lá vem eles, cheios de pose, a opinião completa sobre o caráter da moça (uma opinião péssima, diga-se de passagem) que ele mesmo formou por ser um preconceituoso imbecil ou porque alguém disse algo desfavorável sobre a moça. Neste livro o mocinho cheio de certeza acusa a mocinha e sua irmã de coisas terríveis porque o primo safado dele afirma que elas não prestam, e isto tudo depois de dormir com a irmã de 18 anos da mocinha e picar a mula. O resultado disto é que, após esculhambar duas moças que ele não conhece, a irmã da protagonista acaba morrendo atropelada como reação direta ao que o dono da verdade disse. Um romance que poderia ter acontecido fica em suspenso, até que anos mais tarde eles se reencontram. Posso até desculpar o fato da mocinha perdoar o cara por ter falado um monte de m..., mas jamais poderia perdoar ela por acreditar nas palavras do primo do protagonista, que faz pose de vítima e joga toda a culpa na garota morta. É isso. Certos livros me irritam devido a estupidez de seus protagonistas ;-p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espero ter mais sorte na escolha de Setembro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8383673104210708717?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8383673104210708717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8383673104210708717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8383673104210708717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8383673104210708717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/08/maratona-de-banca-agosto.html' title='Maratona de Banca - Agosto'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cb6_rNRdLrM/Tl7xpCxebVI/AAAAAAAAD78/hhVPKeuT5k4/s72-c/Emma%2BDarcy%2B-%2BVidas%2Bmarcadas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-9083100564767200617</id><published>2011-08-29T12:59:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:09:46.595-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deborah Hale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>A Linguagem do Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQHsqZxO704/Tlu5FGL5kbI/AAAAAAAAD7s/X0ypZrK_mf8/s1600/BZXNBCNXCNXB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A Linguagem do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Deborah Hale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;COMENTÁRIO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(40, 40, 40); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre; "&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A protagonista da história se chama &lt;b&gt;Leonora&lt;/b&gt;, moça órfã que vive com o tio, a quem muito ama. Leonora é uma jovem culta e cheia de ideais. Planejara para si uma vida de solteira, dirigindo sua própria escola, onde ensinaria jovens pobres para que assim conseguissem melhorar de posição em suas vidas. Toda sua vida vivera sob a sombra do medo de ser como a mãe, mulher que tivera a fortuna dissipada pelos inúmeros amantes que haviam surgido em sua vida após a morte do marido, pai de nossa mocinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Com o futuro bem definido em sua mente, Leonora aceita o desafio proposto por seu tio: se ela conseguisse ensinar um soldado grosseirão a se passar por cavalheiro, ele financiaria sua escola e  lhe daria sua parte na herança, para que pudesse se sustentar, sem precisar casar e poder abrir a tão sonhada escola. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Estabelecida a aposta, o tio de Leonora aponta a "vitima": o ex-sargento &lt;b&gt;Morse&lt;/b&gt;, que servira no mesmo regimento do falecido primo da moça. Morse estava se reestabelecendo no hospital de ferimentos em batalha e corria o risco de ir a julgamento por ter desobedecido ordens superiores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;De cara já dá para perceber que o tio de Leonora pretendia realmente era unir o casal; a sobrinha, que tanto amava, e o rapaz que havia tentado salvar-lhe o filho e, não tendo conseguido, trouxera seu corpo de volta a família, para ser enterrado. O livro começa exatamente neste momento: o encontro de Leonora com Morse, homem grosseiro mas de bom coração, absolutamente sem nenhum traquejo social, mas inteligente e sagaz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Claro que de inicio temos antipatia e uma certa atração. Leonora se faz feia e Morse é absurdamente atraente. Após muito relutar, Morse acaba por aceitar fazer parte do desafio e daí as confusões têm inicio, assim como os romances... sim, "os". A história não se restringe apenas ao casal central, ela cobre outros personagens, como um parente afastado de Leonora e seu tio, que ela pensa ser o escolhido com quem devera se casar se perder a aposta mas que, obviamente está lá para causar ciumes a Morse; temos também a aluna favorita de Leonora, que ela coloca sob sua proteção. Devo confessar que este parente afastado se revelou meu personagem favorito, devido a sua extrema simpatia e senso de justiça. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Quanto as aulas que tornariam Morse um cavalheiro (uma espécie de Mayfair Lady de calças) de inicio são um desastre. Leonora tenta ensinar latim, história, matemática, economia, etiqueta e Morse odeia cada minuto, não prestando atenção a nada e se dedicando a encontrar formas de escapar das aulas até que, colocando um destes planos em ação, os dois tem um momento romantico. Morse acaba por se tornar um aluno exemplar e Leonora começa a desabrochar, mostrando-se uma linda mulher e começando a crer ser muito diferente de sua mãe, o desejo de ser feliz com um companheiro surgindo em seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Claro que muitos desencontros surgem daí... muitos mesmos, pois os dois são absolutamente cabeças duras e desconfiados. Dei boas risadas lendo está história adoravel. Simplesmente encantadora; divertida, romantica, engraçada. Recomendo a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(40, 40, 40); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 14px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 14px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(40, 40, 40); font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ESCOLA DE AMOR OU DE ESCÂNDALO? INGLATERRA, 1812. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;Leonora Freemantle fizera uma aposta alta, defendendo a teoria de que eram os estudos, não o direito de nascimento, que produziam um cavalheiro, mas tendo o atraente sargento Morse Archer sob sua tutela, já não tinha tanta certeza do resultado que alcançaria. Seria refinamento, paixão ... ou ultraje? Se Leonora Freemantle não conseguisse fazê-lo passar por cavalheiro diante da sociedade de Bath, teria de se casar imediatamente. Mas não se ele pudesse evitar, jurou Morse Archer, pois aquela linda intelectual, de altos ideais e charme inocente, estava lhe ensinando, sem o menor esforço, a verdadeira linguagem do amor...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-9083100564767200617?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/9083100564767200617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=9083100564767200617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9083100564767200617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/9083100564767200617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/08/linguagem-do-amor.html' title='A Linguagem do Amor'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQHsqZxO704/Tlu5FGL5kbI/AAAAAAAAD7s/X0ypZrK_mf8/s72-c/BZXNBCNXCNXB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6533915867967116013</id><published>2011-08-13T01:19:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:38:34.640-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selinho'/><title type='text'>Selinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXUIRrZyUgo/TkX_uisdLAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F3_X8PW8zXM/s1600/blogdobem.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXUIRrZyUgo/TkX_uisdLAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F3_X8PW8zXM/s320/blogdobem.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640195283403746306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recebi este selinho fofo do Blog De Olho na Banca.&lt;div&gt;Amei, brigadinhu :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Indicar dez blogs para este selo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1- &lt;a href="http://adororomance.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adoro Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;2- &lt;a href="http://bellosromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bellos Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;3- &lt;a href="http://romancessuper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romances Super&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4- &lt;a href="http://www.lilith-cenas.nl/"&gt;Lilith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5- &lt;a href="http://livrosromanticos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livros românticos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6- &lt;a href="http://acordeicomvontadedeler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Acordei com Vontade de Ler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7- &lt;a href="http://cuteromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cute Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8- &lt;a href="http://www.lerdormircomer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ler, Dormir, Comer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9-&lt;a href="http://www.mulheresromanticas.com.br/"&gt; Mulheres Românticas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10- &lt;a href="http://cluberomanceamorosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clube Romance Amorosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. Avisar aos blogs indicados;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. Falar dez coisas sobre você;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1-Amo animais de todos os tipos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2-Além de ler escrevo,desenho,pinto,bordo e por aí a fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3-Viciada em café preto e refrigerante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4-Sou filha única.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;5-Detesto cigarro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;6-Viciada em: Supernatural,Dexter,The Mentalist,Game of Thrones,Community e Fringe (mas assisto muitaaaaaaassssss séries).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;7-Amo livrinhos góticos das décadas de 50/60/70 e Agatha Christie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;8-Tive câncer aos 29 anos, já se passaram quase dez depois do tratamento e com o susto aprendi a aproveitar melhor a vida :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;9-Coleciono bonecas,figmas,gashapons,etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;10-Participo de encontros de animes usando cosplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. Linkar o blog que te presenteou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange; "&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://deolhonabanca.blogspot.com/"&gt;De Olho na Banca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6533915867967116013?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6533915867967116013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6533915867967116013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6533915867967116013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6533915867967116013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/08/selinho.html' title='Selinho'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXUIRrZyUgo/TkX_uisdLAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F3_X8PW8zXM/s72-c/blogdobem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5559508570604279992</id><published>2011-08-13T00:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:13:21.127-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Repassando: Cine Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jys_nny_o_I/TkX5rxk6n1I/AAAAAAAAD60/Fb4WrKtJJnk/s1600/Cine%2BMeme.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jys_nny_o_I/TkX5rxk6n1I/AAAAAAAAD60/Fb4WrKtJJnk/s320/Cine%2BMeme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640188638789279570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Respondendo ao meme indicado pela Thais, do blog &lt;a href="http://deolhonabanca.blogspot.com/2011/08/repassando-meme.html"&gt;De Olho na Banca&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;1. Qual o seu filme preferido?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;São muitos! Fica difícil escolher, mas vou citar alguns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-A Origem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-O Pacto dos Lobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-A Companhia dos Lobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Entrevista com o Vampiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Howls Moving Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Equilibrium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-O Senhor dos Anéis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;2. Qual tipo de filme você mais curte: animação, romance, ação, drama, comédia, terror?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Suspense, Ação, Terror; Nesta ordem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;3. Qual filme de efeito especial você mais curtiu?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;A Origem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;4. Cite um filme de: Romance, Ação, Drama, Comédia, Terror.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;R- O Morro dos Ventos Uivantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;A-Prince of Persia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;D-O Paciente Inglês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;C-Land of the Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;T-Shutter (versão tailandesa).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;5. Se pudesse ter atuado em algum filme, qual teria sido?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;O Senhor dos Anéis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;6. Cite, na sua concepção, um melhor ator e atriz e suas melhores atuações.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Christian Bale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Natalie Portman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;7. Qual o pior filme que você já assistiu?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;A maior parte das comédias norte americanas que já assisti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;8. Filmes que você não assistiria?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Visões do Terror. Também evito comédias que não são do Will Ferrel, dramas e romances contemporâneos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;9. Indique alguns filmes...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Puxa, vou tentar me limitar... bom, todos que já citei na questão número um mais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Wall-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Todos os filmes do Miyazaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Watchman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-V for Vendetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Sin City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Fúria de Titãs (as duas versões)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Assassinato por Morte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Luck Number Slevin (Cheque Mate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Dog Soldiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Mais do que Ficção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;-Crying Freeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;E vou ficar por aqui senão vou digitar filmes até amanhã :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;10. Indique o Cine Meme para no mínimo 3 blogs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 229, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(213, 166, 189); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romancesinpink.com.br/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romancesinpink.com.br/"&gt;Romances in Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://classicoshistoricosromancesdepingo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clássicos Históricos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apaixonadaporromances.com.br/"&gt;Apaixonada Por Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: 800; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-5559508570604279992?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/5559508570604279992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=5559508570604279992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5559508570604279992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/5559508570604279992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/08/repassando-cine-meme.html' title='Repassando: Cine Meme'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jys_nny_o_I/TkX5rxk6n1I/AAAAAAAAD60/Fb4WrKtJJnk/s72-c/Cine%2BMeme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8368253156814583478</id><published>2011-08-09T12:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:22:50.906-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorteios'/><title type='text'>Sorteio no Romances in Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0AuLVgtBKM/TkFQFi2pcyI/AAAAAAAAD6s/zFoNIOvwN7M/s1600/sorteio%2Ba%2Bboa%2Bmo%25C3%25A7a.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0AuLVgtBKM/TkFQFi2pcyI/AAAAAAAAD6s/zFoNIOvwN7M/s320/sorteio%2Ba%2Bboa%2Bmo%25C3%25A7a.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638876264630154018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(239, 224, 184); "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(25, 25, 25); text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sorteio  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Boa Moça, de Georgette Heyer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  no &lt;b&gt;Romances in Pink&lt;/b&gt;, em parceria com a Record. Inicio 09/08 e término 02/09. Participem que vale a pena :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(25, 25, 25); font-size: 13px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romancesinpink.com.br/2011/08/sorteio-boa-moca.html"&gt;Romances in Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8368253156814583478?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8368253156814583478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8368253156814583478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8368253156814583478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8368253156814583478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/08/sorteio-boa-moca-romances-in-pink.html' title='Sorteio no Romances in Pink'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0AuLVgtBKM/TkFQFi2pcyI/AAAAAAAAD6s/zFoNIOvwN7M/s72-c/sorteio%2Ba%2Bboa%2Bmo%25C3%25A7a.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-3803829588632784663</id><published>2011-08-01T23:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T00:07:50.542-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maratona de banca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Maratona de Banca - Julho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MgAztp6-mFA/TjdpNe3bswI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/yRtJhnHFXEw/s1600/LM%2BCS.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Coração Selvagem - Lindsay McKenna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um encontro mágico... Um homem para não se esquecer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dakota, 1825.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serena Rogan tinha saído da Irlanda em busca de um novo sonho na América. Mas como lavadeira num campo de mineração, ela só encontrou escravidão e sofrimento. Até que, arriscando a vida para salvar um grupo de mulheres sioux, ela entrou em um mundo cheio de amor, respeito e de... Lobo Negro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curandeiro lakota, Lobo Negro sonhava com o dia em que Serena, a mulher de cabelos vermelhos, deixasse de temê-lo. Estava determinado a provar-lhe que um homem podia ser tanto amigo quanto amante!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opinião:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Leitura atrasada, infelizmente. Não consegui terminar de ler a tempo de postar ontem. Bom, para começo de conversa, romances no velho oeste não me atraem, ainda mais com índios. mesmo assim, vamos aos comentários: Serena é uma irlandesa que saiu da Europa para o Novo Mundo com esperanças e promessas de mudar sua vida para melhor. Infelizmente ela é enganada e se torna escrava sexual de um homem que a deixa para morrer. Como a moça é uma guerreira, ela consegue sobreviver e ainda salva um grupo de índias, acabando por ficar na tribo das jovens que salvou. Lobo Negro, curandeiro da tribo, fica encantado pela bravura da moça e se mostra um homem especial ao lutar calmamente pelo amor, respeito e confiança dela. Uma história bonita e tocante. Não faz meu estilo, mas vale a pena ser lido :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-3803829588632784663?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/3803829588632784663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=3803829588632784663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3803829588632784663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/3803829588632784663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/08/maratona-de-banca-julho.html' title='Maratona de Banca - Julho'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MgAztp6-mFA/TjdpNe3bswI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/yRtJhnHFXEw/s72-c/LM%2BCS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-5775155473618526829</id><published>2011-08-01T23:01:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:23:20.168-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Histórico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgette Heyer'/><category 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class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span 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class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Georgette Heyer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Incomparável Bárbara ( An Infamous Army )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;é um romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;sobre a batalha de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Waterloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;uma história de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;em anexo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;o contrário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;e o título&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;refere-se ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;apelido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;dado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;a coleção &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;heterogênea do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;exército nacional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;sob o comando do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Duque de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;Wellington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;em 1815.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;A história se passa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;em Bruxelas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;onde a sociedade inglesa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;se reunira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;para a temporada, na agitação que sucedeu, alguns meses antes de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;Waterloo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;Encontramos&lt;span&gt; o Senhor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;Worth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;e sua esposa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;Judith (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;cuja história é contada no livro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Regency&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;Buck) e ficamos sabendo das aspirações que Judith tem de casar seu cunhado com uma jovem herdeira que tomou sob proteção. O cunhado em questão, Charles Audley, ao chegar a Bruxelas, vindo com Wellington e parte do exército, se quer repara na moça que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Judith escolhera para ele, caindo de amores por Barbara Childe, conhecida destruidora de corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Bab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;Childe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, embora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;na superfície pareça ter herdado todas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;mais selvagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;características&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;de seu avô,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps atn"&gt;Vidal (personagem que aparece em Devil`s Club) é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;corajosa e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;calorosa. o romance entre ela e Charles é a parte realmente interessante deste livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ao contrário dos demais livros de Georgette Heyer (os que li até agora), a Incomparável Bárbara deixa o romance em ultimo plano. São páginas e mais páginas com os personagens discutindo sobre a guerra, sobre Napoleão,etc. Eu confesso que achei bem chatinho. Muitos personagens para lembrar, sendo que alguns mal abrem a boca, em conversas sobre politica e estratégia militar. Levei um bom tempo para descobrir quem era o mocinho e mais ainda para descobrir quem era a mocinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Charles logo se apaixona por Bárbara,mas ela é totalmente diferente das mocinhas de Heyer; é uma viúva que gosta de chocar as pessoas e coleciona admiradores, destroçando corações por onde passa. Uma ruiva que tinge os cabelos e pinta as unhas dos pés (um escândalo na época). E temos Lucy, herdeira, jovem, suave, delicada e inocente, que Judith gostaria de ver casada com Charles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Bom, eu fiquei na duvida, mas logo cheguei a conclusão de que Charles realmente amava Bárbara e não haveria condições de se interessar por outra mulher. Bárbara é fantástica, mas em muitos momentos me irritou sua insistência em destruir o que Charles sentia de bom por ela. A moça continuava a aprontar cada vez mais, mesmo noiva dele, sempre querendo mostrar que não prestava e que os dois não poderiam ficar juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Resumindo, eu li mais por obrigação até o fim. Charles me encantou e foi só. Romances centrados em guerras me enfastiam. Se cortassem toda a parte referente a guerra e expandissem a referente aos relacionamentos dos personagens, eu teria gostado muito. 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"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;Escrito por Georgette Heyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;A história tem lugar&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;1817-1818 (Regência) e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; nos apresenta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;personagens cativantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;, costumes da época&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;diálogos vivos, geralmente carregados de ironia divertida. Abertamente inspirado em Jane Austen e no seu famoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Sr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Darcy, O Tio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Sylvester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; foi desenvolvido com mais detalhes do cotidiano de seu protagonista e dos seus pensamentos, tornando-nos participantes mais ativas da obra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nosso herói tem 28 anos e é rico, dono de vastas propriedades e lider da família, tendo assumido esse posto ainda muito jovem. Foi educado para ter bons princípios, mas deixou de segui-los, entregando-se ao orgulho e a vaidade. Isso não o torna um vilão, no entanto, apenas um jovem de grande fortuna que crê ser superior aos demais devido a sua posição social. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;O romance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;explora a forma como&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;um jovem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;em tais circunstâncias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;poderia ser qualquer coisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;que não &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;arrogante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;O romance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;começa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;mostrando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Sylvester&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;em sua casa, livre da mascara que ostenta em sociedade.&lt;/span&gt; É fácil imaginar o Sr. Darcy na mesma situação, &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;vendo primeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" class=""&gt;, não&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;o egoísmo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;dele, mas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;sua bondade para com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;seus servos,&lt;/span&gt; sua preocupação em manter &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;o dever acima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;do prazer,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;suas memórias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;de infância, seu amor pela mãe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;inválida,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;com quem tem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;uma relação baseada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;afeto mútuo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;e genuíno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Descobrimos que Sylvester nunca se apaixonou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" class=""&gt;, mas&lt;/span&gt;  que &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;decidiu tomar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;uma esposa pelo bem do nome da família.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Ele tem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;uma pequena lista&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;de candidatas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;(que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;apresenta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;a chocada Duquesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" class=""&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; e não tem dúvidas de que qualquer uma das integrantes desta lista ficaria mais do que grata por ser a escolhida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Enquanto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Sylvester&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;é o herói&lt;/span&gt; deste livro&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Phoebe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;é tudo menos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;uma heroína padrão.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Ela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;não é nem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;bonita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;nem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;feia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;é pequena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, magra,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;intrépida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;e quase&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;destemida.&lt;/span&gt; É a&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt; filha única do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;primeiro casamento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;de seu pai, colocada de lado, sem receber&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;simpatia ou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;compreensão tanto do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt; pai quanto da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt; madrasta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt; e das&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;irmãs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Seu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;consolo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt; escrever; Phoebe é uma escritora, autora de um romance Gótico &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;salpicado com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;caricaturas de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;pessoas que ela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;encontrou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;na sociedade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;durante a sua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;temporada em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Londres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;A destemida moça, ao ser informada pela madrasta e pelo pai que o Duque (que ela secretamente despreza) vai visitá-los para pedir-lhe a mão em casamento, foge com a ajuda do melhor amigo, pretendendo ir a Londres e se abrigar com sua avó materna. Esta reação deixa o Duque indignado e surpreso (afinal, como alguém poderia se recusar a casar com ele?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;Por força do destino Phoebe e o Duque acabam por ficarem "presos" na mesma estalagem, enquanto o Sr. Orde se recupera de um acidente e eles aguardam por transporte. Assim temos a primeira integração entre os protagonistas (é interessante que Phoebe tenha usado o Duque para descrever o vilão de seu romance gótico e, aos poucos, sua opinião sobre ele vai mudando).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Grande parte do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps atn" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;é um "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;road book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;", com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;encontros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; enquanto os personagens viajam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;oferecendo oportunidades para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;os personagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;ficarem conhecendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;uns aos outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;dentro de um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;período relativamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;curto de tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Há também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;cenas de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;conjunto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;durante a temporada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;social,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;incluindo umacena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;um salão de baile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;de Londres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Mas é&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;o elenco de personagens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;secundárias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;que fazem deste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;livro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;uma leitura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;verdadeiramente deliciosa.&lt;/span&gt; Temos o amigo de infância de Phoebe&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, Tom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Orde;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;madrasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Marlow;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, filha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;da proprietária&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;uma pousada;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; linda e &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;estúpida&lt;/span&gt; cunhada de Sylvester&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Ianthe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;(Lady&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Henry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Raine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;com seu filho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;de seis anos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;de idade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, Mestre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Edmund&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Raine e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;seu pretendente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;dândi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, Sir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Nugent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Fotherby.&lt;/span&gt; C&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;ada personagem é&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;memorável&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;e muitas vezes muito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;engraçado.&lt;/span&gt; C&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;om habilidade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;Heyer nos leva do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt; romance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;comédia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;altamente desenvolvida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;, com elementos de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;melodrama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;escondidos para&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;zombar&lt;/span&gt; das &lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;convenções de gênero. Eu recomendo este livro. É divertido, inteligente e delicioso :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Clique para mostrar traduções alternativas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-4272219920118783412?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/4272219920118783412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=4272219920118783412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4272219920118783412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/4272219920118783412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/07/sylvester-or-wicked-uncle.html' title='Sylvester, or the Wicked Uncle'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkShljCK-AA/TjIgi4bduHI/AAAAAAAAD44/Wleja2OxtWY/s72-c/sylvester-or-the-wicked-uncle-by-georgette-heyer-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-705127329441589154</id><published>2011-07-22T00:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:24:28.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Rebeca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leonor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gótico'/><title type='text'>A Feiticeira de Funen - Leonor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2A9cXGls5o/TijtUQ5vEXI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/Dq8XQv1Otdc/s1600/s_MLB_v_O_f_120502067_8108.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2A9cXGls5o/TijtUQ5vEXI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/Dq8XQv1Otdc/s320/s_MLB_v_O_f_120502067_8108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632012266417099122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Romance Rebeca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Capa estranha. Geralmente gosto das capas dos Romances Rebeca, mas esta ficou devendo. Um homem e uma mulher com expressões de poucos amigos, mantendo as mãos meio que ocultando os rostos. Fiquei com a impressão de que eles estavam a espera do cardápio em algum restaurante e que estavam tomados de alguma espécie de mal-humor ou necessidade de ir ao banheiro. Se quer as cores ajudam. Resumindo, capa muito feia e, eu não compraria este livro pela capa...mesmo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bem, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;sinopse&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;é a seguinte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em Salvador, na Bahia, Norma rece­bera a carta que transformaria toda sua vida: seu avô, dinamarquês, ao morrer, lhe deixara a maior parte de seus bens. E, ao partir para a Ilha de Funen, Norma jamais poderia adi­vinhar que, na mansão Ugly Ducking, a esperavam dias de extremo sofrimento e terror.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Bom, vamos começar com a parte referente a DIAS DE EXTREMO SOFRIMENTO E TERROR... isso não existe no livro. Desconfio que colocaram na contracapa para seduzir os incautos, na vã expectativa de ter em mãos um romance gótico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Norma parte da Bahia para a Europa a fim de conhecer uma família da qual não sabe nada. Seu avô a tornara herdeira da maioria de seus bens, apesar de ter duas filhas, um filho e uma nora. A mãe de Norma já havia morrido e, se não me engano, tinha sido a penúltima filha a nascer. O pai de Norma também morrera e ela fora criada pela irmã de seu pai no Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Sobre todo o drama que a moça "vive"...bom... ela escuta alguém tocando piano, os criados são fechados, a família parece esconder algo, ela vê um vulto no jardim...nada demais, realmente, embora ela faça parecer que é o fim do mundo. Norma é uma moça com tempo demais e coisas de menos a fazer. O romance é frio, o mistério quase inexistente e a conclusão péssima. Espero que o próximo livro que eu for ler desta autora seja melhor :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-705127329441589154?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/705127329441589154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=705127329441589154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/705127329441589154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/705127329441589154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/07/feiticeira-de-funen-leonor.html' title='A Feiticeira de Funen - Leonor'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2A9cXGls5o/TijtUQ5vEXI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/Dq8XQv1Otdc/s72-c/s_MLB_v_O_f_120502067_8108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-8853166617223297618</id><published>2011-07-20T01:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:13:43.533-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nora Roberts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Encantado - Nora Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSq5WDQjgz4/TiZV2o3_nWI/AAAAAAAAD34/HlYyj8YD-kI/s1600/Fam%25C3%25ADlia%2BDonovan%2B-%2BEncantado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mI7d8F1SROQ/TiZVnx2_M1I/AAAAAAAAD3o/lpzMWM3dZnU/s320/Products-263-871-9780263871876_m_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631282525960614738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-style: italic; font-size: 13px; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;SINOPSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;O terceiro livro dessa série conta a história do caso de amor entre a curandeira Anastasia Donovan e seu vizinho, o escritor viúvo Boone Sawyer: ela ainda imaginava como lhe revelaria a verdade sobre seus dons de magia quando a filhinha dele sofre um terrível acidente. Para salvar a garota, Anastasia se expõe, sem saber como lidaria depois com o ceticismo e a incredulidade de seu amado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;COMENTÁRIO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Bom, aqui temos Anastasia e toda a sua doçura. Vou confessar que personagens doces demais não são do meu gosto, porque elas são capazes de ficar penando sem reagir. Para completar a reação química temos um viúvo e uma filhinha bonitinha louca por uma mamãe. As reações de Boone em relação aos poderes de Anastasia são divertidos. Imagino que ele iria desmaiar se ela fosse como Morgana e fizesse a ele o que Morgana fez a Nash. Bom, história meiguinha com sofrimento autoimposto pelos próprios protagonistas porque gostam de complicar :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;É uma boa leitura. Alias, recomendo ler todos os livros da família Donovan, pois cada um deles apresenta mais detalhes sobre os divertidos pais dos personagens. Eles realmente são um atrativo a parte e eu gostaria de ler algo sobre o passado dos três casais, hehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/bgmn3JJZ/Famlia_Donovan_3_-_Encantado.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-8853166617223297618?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/8853166617223297618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=8853166617223297618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8853166617223297618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/8853166617223297618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/07/encantado-nora-roberts.html' title='Encantado - Nora Roberts'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSq5WDQjgz4/TiZV2o3_nWI/AAAAAAAAD34/HlYyj8YD-kI/s72-c/Fam%25C3%25ADlia%2BDonovan%2B-%2BEncantado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-6627896152347723385</id><published>2011-07-19T23:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:03:58.243-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nora Roberts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Fascinado - Nora Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spw_wExaOTQ/TiZToQ6QjoI/AAAAAAAAD3g/cYlbZzHOfSY/s1600/Fam%25C3%25ADlia%2BDonovan%2B-%2BFascinado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spw_wExaOTQ/TiZToQ6QjoI/AAAAAAAAD3g/cYlbZzHOfSY/s320/Fam%25C3%25ADlia%2BDonovan%2B-%2BFascinado.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631280335272578690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dh3xOMd6XKY/TiZTkmWt9PI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/KqorRV8A3mg/s1600/fascinado_nora_roberts_frente.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dh3xOMd6XKY/TiZTkmWt9PI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/KqorRV8A3mg/s320/fascinado_nora_roberts_frente.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631280272309613810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u21Iq-hTHsQ/TiZTLeGXr3I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/fGBcWGCjAZw/s1600/preview_html_m71df4156.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u21Iq-hTHsQ/TiZTLeGXr3I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/fGBcWGCjAZw/s320/preview_html_m71df4156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631279840596832114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-style: italic; font-size: 13px; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SINOPSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O segundo livro da série Donovan conta a história do vidente Sebastian Donovan, que usa seus dons para ajudar a encontrar uma criança raptada. Mary Ellen, a detetive que investigava o caso, sente-se ultrajada pela intromissão de um "charlatão", mas acaba tendo de dar o braço a torcer quando ele lhe oferece pistas preciosas do bebê... e o mais intenso amor que ela poderia conceber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;COMENTÁRIO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Como eu disse na minha avaliação sobre o livro anterior, eu gostei bastante do personagem Sebastian que, em Fascinado, é o protagonista. Em Cativado eu o considerei charmoso e divertido e ele mostrou ser exatamente isso quando a história girou a sua volta. Pena que seus momentos precisavam ser divididos com a mocinha ChataEuNãoAcreditoEmNadaQueNãoPossaVer ;-p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Não gosto de protagonistas que se acham os donos da verdade. Pelo menos Mary Ellen acaba por acreditar e se desculpar por ter sido tão grosseira. Se fosse por mim Sebastian teria muito mais espaço nesta história, coisa que acabou por não acontecer. Meio que ficou na promessa. Fiquei com a sensação de que, por ser homem, ele não recebeu o mesmo destaque que Morgana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/document/-MLg86XK/Nora_Roberts_-_Legado_dos_Dono.html"&gt;AQUI!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6415179307075210002-6627896152347723385?l=arismeire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/feeds/6627896152347723385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6415179307075210002&amp;postID=6627896152347723385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6627896152347723385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6415179307075210002/posts/default/6627896152347723385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arismeire.blogspot.com/2011/07/fascinado-nora-roberts.html' title='Fascinado - Nora Roberts'/><author><name>Aris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09624745215070648707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RCV4q3JSrw/TFSajz6lyPI/AAAAAAAACwo/GtuNFYvQBRE/S220/Greil-Aris.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spw_wExaOTQ/TiZToQ6QjoI/AAAAAAAAD3g/cYlbZzHOfSY/s72-c/Fam%25C3%25ADlia%2BDonovan%2B-%2BFascinado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415179307075210002.post-762838701002010359</id><published>2011-07-19T02:20:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:37:02.454-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nora Roberts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinopse e Capa'/><title type='text'>Cativado - Nora Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzvZVq9oXGc/TiUX5A6tAOI/AAAAAAAAD3I/YT3tStsjXoo/s1600/Cativado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzvZVq9oXGc/TiUX5A6tAOI/AAAAAAAAD3I/YT3tStsjXoo/s320/Cativado.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630933177362874594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkgSjlngcHg/TiUX1mRQJdI/AAAAAAAAD3A/cTWBwHB1hn4/s1600/cativado_nora_roberts_frente.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkgSjlngcHg/TiUX1mRQJdI/AAAAAAAAD3A/cTWBwHB1hn4/s320/cativado_nora_roberts_frente.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630933118670087634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXYBVifzdtg/TiUWxcIlOgI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/AwVAQwSdJn4/s1600/captivated-nora-roberts.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXYBVifzdtg/TiUWxcIlOgI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/AwVAQwSdJn4/s320/captivated-nora-roberts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630931947718261250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(247, 240, 233); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-styl
