About the Book:
What starts as an affair and a new experience turns out to be a monogamous lifetime saga. The two fight with borders, morals, infidelity issues, cancer, dark secrets and win
People think that Alex was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, not only rich, but blessed by luck. Men respect him, women dream of him, and Alex alone knows the strength it takes to conceal his tortured soul and devastating secrets.
But despite those powerful life lessons, he has always believed in his father’s words, ‘When you fall in love, you love forever – it’s in our family blood. Look for HER and you’ll find your happiness beyond thought…’
Valeria has never experienced actual romance (an early pregnancy, a hasty marriage, a life filled with work and study) and considers herself a pragmatist. She was taught to live by the rules: if you get married, then you love your husband; if you dream of a new home, then you work hard. But when, against all logic, she finds a beautiful stranger in her bed, her world turns upside down. After all, falling for the forbidden can be too sweet not to try… at least once.
They come from the opposite ends of the globe, but the collision of two soulmates is destined. Fate will send them on a lifelong journey from Eastern Europe to Spain, France, the United States, and back.
Their story is a mix of a beautiful fairy tale and a painful nightmare. It`s not something you`ve heard before: everything is too vivid, too honest, too emotional and too profound.
An attraction at first sight;
A passion that breaks all rules;
A hypnotic melody – it conquers all.
This is one love for life and beyond time,
This is MONOGAMY…
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Monogamy Book Two: Husband is releasing in November: www.goodreads.com/book/show/55388348-monogamy-book-two-husband
The First Kiss
*** ‘Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door’ by Selig ***
My friendship theory lasts until one hot July day, when we find ourselves in an amusement park eating ice-cream – coffee and chocolate. It is melting so quickly that it drips out of the cone and covers Danny’s face, hands and even shorts in brown smears. On any other day this would make me upset and angry, but not today. We are laughing and joking around so much that life seems happy, the day magnificent, and dirty shorts unimportant. I laugh uncontrollably, with absolutely no fear of seeming inadequate, and, between these bursts of pure, unadulterated joy, I am aware of two brown eyes locked onto me. It is the gaze of a child staring at an expensive toy in a shop that he desperately wants and can look at, but is not allowed to touch and is definitely not allowed to play with. I like it. It wraps me in its honey-sweet caress, forcing me to lose all sense of reality, dive into the waters of desire and drown in euphoria.
It is on this day that I experience the most delicious and exciting moment of my life, one of those that remains a cherished memory and fills our existence with meaning, the kind that will flash through our mind as we depart this world – my first real kiss.
My ice-cream is melting just as quickly as Danny’s and is dripping down my chin, across my wrist, and onto my thigh. I laugh, throwing my head back and covering my eyes so as not to be blinded by happiness, and it is in this moment of weightlessness that I am suddenly aware of the lightest touch on my skin, like the wings of a butterfly. It flutters against my thigh then lingers on my wrist, but before its delicate wings reach my face, I force my eyes open and see only fragments: pink lips, a tanned cheek, the features and lines of a face silhouetted against the bright sunlight. My nostrils draw in his scent for the very first time and it is so strong that he is not just next to me but intimately close. His smell instantly takes me prisoner, overpowering me to such an extent that I have forgotten who and where I am.
I know that, moments before, Alex was using his lips and tongue to clean the melted ice-cream off my thigh and wrist and inadvertently treating me to the most ecstatic experience of my life. My body and mind are adrift in a sea of bliss, the sounds of the park suddenly fade away, and the world and everyone in it cease to exist. All I can see is a blindingly bright light and all I can feel are a man’s moist lips touching mine. Alex’s hot, passionate mouth is kissing me greedily as if there is finally enough air; as if he had been suffocating, but now he can breathe.
I know that a kiss like this is neither flirting nor dating and can sense with every fibre of my being that it was a sudden impulse, unplanned and impetuous.
When Alex comes to his senses and realises what he has done, I am already staring meaningfully into his eyes. He pulls away slowly and starts to apologise, but I assure him there is no need, just not to do it again. He replies that he won’t, but his eyes say otherwise: he looks as overwhelmed as I feel.
1: Tell us a little about yourself and what got you in to writing?
I’ve never been into books. I mean I used to enjoy classics when I was young but having work and family on my plate I stopped reading at all as I thought for good. I used to tell everyone that in our days reading is luxury – it takes too much precious time. Back then I couldn’t imagine myself as a writer.
But…as they say, “ If you want to make God laugh, let him know your plans”.
Many years later, at the age of 36, I realized that I’m going to explode with the emotions and the heaviness of images I had been carrying in my head for years if I don’t let them out. It was a story of a man tortured by his beauty and human desire to consume it. Somehow, I was able to feel not only his suffering and loneliness but his great almost endless ability to love. To love monogamously, unconditionally, investing every cell of his being into happiness of only one person on Earth – his soul mate. Well, I never created him, you see, he was born in my brain all by himself. Or maybe it was (and still is) some kind of mystiques.
My urge to get rid of those images, write them down and let them live their own separate life was so strong that I made myself learn how to draw with words. It took me two months to write the very first version (which was half as long as the final hundred times rewritten one) and when I was finished I called it “something”. And I sent my “something” to my sister with a message: “Kira, I wrote something, can you please read it?”
A couple hours later, at 3 a.m. to be precise, I heard from her back. “You MUST show THIS to people… ” she wrote.
And then “I’ve never cried so hard and I’ve never felt such profound happiness with every corner of my soul. I can’t believe it, my sister wrote a BOOK!”
That’s when I realized that what I was dealing with was an actual book. But having 13 of them now I still don’t consider myself a writer. I have a feeling that I can and must do better to earn that.
2: Do you have a favourite time and place where you write?
The ideal place to write for me would have been Spanish beach in September: there are no crowds, no scorching heat, there is only you, the azure sea and the calming tale of the waves. In real life, I work sitting at my desk and looking occasionally through my window at the rainy dreary streets of Vancouver and realizing that every single day, I keep falling in love with this hauntingly beautiful city.
3: Where do your ideas come from?
I would say that “Monogamy” wasn’t inspired but rather urged by my strong feelings of regret, sorrow, love for the man who lived in my imagination for years. It only happened this way with the “Monogamy”.
My other books were inspired quite traditionally. For example, I have another popular book “Opium” – a story about forbidden love, based on a letter from my reader. Of course, it wasn’t something new, I’d heard plenty about brother-sister stories, I neither judged nor supported, but in that huge reader’s letter there was one sentence that described what she (my reader) and her brother were both feeling about their lives being for years married to other people. It was the “emptiness” that finally led the woman to a deep depression. I wrote absolutely different story with different characters, but still connected to that letter through “emptiness”. It’s like one sentence, or even one word had opened a portal of inspiration and imagination.
4: Do you have a plan in your head of where the story is going before you start writing or do you let it carry you along as you go?
Well, the plan, if it exists, is only in my head. But I doubt it’s even there. I just listen to my thoughts, and when I get from those thoughts strong emotions – that’s when I know that the book is going to be good.
5: What genre are your books and what drew you to that genre?
I think it’s social drama with elements of romance, psychology, sometimes detective and thriller. I do not plan a genre; I let the plot choose its own path. The main thing is that it will lead me to the point of triumph of hope and faith. In fact, everything I write builds the idea “never give up, always fight”.
6: What dream cast would you like to see playing the characters in your latest book?
Rodrigo Guirao as Alex and Agnes Obel as Lera.
7/9: Do you read much and if so who are your favourite authors? and What is your favourite book and why?
It had already been a full year since I released “Monogamy”, I finished his book “Monogamist” and I went with my husband for a three marvelous weeks on vacation to Italy. That’s when I actually restarted reading myself. I got a TBR list from my readers with the “best books ever” and among them I found one that really touched me – “The Opportunist” by Tarryn Fisher. I read it in Rome (listened to the audio book, actually), and it was interesting since the last scene in the book was happening exactly there – in Rome.
My memory still keeps the moment where exhausted we crashed on a bench somewhere close to Forum, my husband happily fell asleep on my knees and even his snoring wasn’t bothering me as I was listening how Olivia entered Caleb’s office to see him with another woman. Well, to me with all I read before it was filigree – not too much, not too shallow. That’s why I love Tarryn, she is on the same wave as I am. She impressed me. And “The Opportunist” led me to my favorite of all times – MUD VEIN. That`s where I was crushed. That’s where I found my personal apocalypses, the deepness I needed so desperately and couldn’t find in other books.
Not only did Tarryn tell me “what love is”, but she found a way to show it in the most powerful and exquisite episode I had ever met. I am talking about the scene where freezing and dying Isaac covers Senna with his body to keep her warm and alive as long as he can. My fingertips went numb when I saw that image in my head.
I have a series of two books called “15 minutes” and “Strip games”. It’s a story about a couple struggling to live a normal life after their 3 year old girl drowned in the pool. Six years of ineffective therapy pushed the husband to take a dissonant attempt of bringing his “ghost-like” wife back to life. While we oversee her becoming alive again in the hands of her young lover, we can feel how deeply and desperately her husband is suffering. Months after the divorce, she founds her husband’s letters revealing that he had never cheated on her but had betrayed her in the most cruel way possible – he had bought her a lover. She can’t even think straight through the words and confessions of the most important man in her life, but she finely discovers how badly he was destroyed and hurt not so much from jealousy as from seeing the woman he loved falling in love with another man – the man whom he paid. Here I can see Tarryn’s influence – the idea of manifestations of love through sacrifice, ability to “give” despite self-preservation instincts.
I have read tons of books now and “Mud vein” still remains at the top along with The Bronze Horseman trilogy by Paullina Simons.
Do they inspire me? I think so.
8: What book/s are you reading at present?
I’ve read recently Normal people and Conversations with friends by Sally Roony. I loved the latter.
10: What advice would you give for someone thinking about becoming a writer?
Not to think about it, but to try.
11: What are the best Social Media Sites for people to find out about you and your work?
Please, visit my site: www.sobolevvictoria.com
Follow my Instagram: www.instagram.com/victoriasobolev_author
Amazon page: www.amazon.com/author/victoriasobolev
About the Author:
Victoria Sobolev is the author of four bestselling series and one standalone novel that have gained her thousands of followers on Russian indie platforms and a Monogamy fan club.
She was born in Ukraine but spent most of her life living in Moldova until immigrating to Canada with her husband and two children. She currently lives in and marvels the beauty of British Columbia.
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