Sunday, February 11, 2018

Viviana MacKade shares Painted Love

Viviana MacKade 

Painted Love, my last story, has a lot of art in it. Flo, the Heroine, is a photographer and comes from a family of artists (her mom was a sculptress, her grandfather a painter). Rhett, the Hero, loves art. So, I thought to write my top 5 mix-and-match favorite pieces of art.
NOT in order of my liking:

1.      Francesca da Rimini and Paolo Malatesta appraised by Dante and Virgil  by Ary Scheffer.
This is what the dramatic side of love looks like. The power, the darkness, the hopelessness. The ultimate price to be paid for it and, with Dante and Virgilio there, the indifference of the world to it all.

2.      Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss (ItalianAmore e Psiche) by Antonio Canova.
The perfection of those lines, the tenderness. This was nothing but a piece of rock, and it came to life with such grace. I stood there for so long my legs hurt.

3.      Il bacio (The Kiss) by Francesco Hayez.
Or, the good side of love. There's romance here, the exciting danger of being caught. The strength of the man and softness of the woman.

4.      The Palazzina di caccia of Stupinigi (Italian: "The hunting residence of Stupinigi") is one of the Residences of the Royal House of Savoy in northern Italy, part of the UNESCO World Heritage Sites list.
All of it. The building, and all that's inside. I lived literally 20 minutes from this thing and it never, not once, failed to leave me breathless. It may be because it belongs to me more than everything else in Italy, but nothing compares to it.

5.      A Haystack by Claude Oscar Monet.
This one is comfort, for both eyes and spirit. It looks a lot like the house I grew up with, maybe that's the reason I love it.

Painted Love by Viviana MacKade

Thou shalt not steal.
Oh, but Florence had, and would do so one last time.
Ten pieces her grandfather painted for her because he loved her.
Ten pieces her mother lost, along with anything else, for loving the wrong man.
She couldn’t get back everything he’d wasted away, but she’d be damned if she’d give up those paintings. 

Easy and genuine, Rhett loves his life–his family, his market, his town. Until he meets a British woman with grey eyes and a cute little smile. The woman he’s been waiting for.
The thing is, to love her is easy, but can he trust her?

When Rhett pushes to uncover her agenda, Flo knows she will lose something–the man she loves or what she’d been fighting for years.
Which road will she choose?



“Mister Beckett?”

“Yes, but probably not the one you’re looking for.”

Flo drew in a long breath, praying for patience. “Have I got the wrong number?”

“Nope, just the wrong guy.”

The man didn’t make any sense. Go figure. “I don’t understand. I need to speak with Scott Beckett, please.”

“That would be my brother, who’s currently working. Who are you?”

“Florence Harper. Mr. Beckett and I have been in contact for renting the flat–the apartment.”

The line jumbled for a moment, but when his voice came back had cleared from the worst of the background noise. “Okay, what was that again?”

Few hours in the States and she already missed some nice British manner. And propriety. A rivulet of sweat ran down her temple; January heat was definitely wrong, even more so when she hadn't showered in too long. “That was me, trying to get in contact with the man who assured me he had a place for me to rent starting tonight.”

“Oh, yeah. The apartment. Look, we’re in the middle of a thing here, where are you?”

“At the address Mr. Beckett gave me,” she said between clenched teeth, then recited the street name and number.

“You’re at the restaurant. Stay right where you are, I’ll be with you in ten.”

Oh, gosh. What was he talking about? “You? I thought the flat belonged to your brother?”

“Let’s say I’m his delegate for the next few weeks. Wait for me, I’m coming.”

He closed the call without waiting for an answer.

With one long intake of breath, Flo rested her back to the wall.

Stupid Crescent Creek.

Painted Love by Viviana MacKade
A beautifully written story of a young woman’s determination to recover that which was taken from her, by stealing it back, since the fellow who has it will not sell it. When she travels from London to the US to take back her painting, little did she expect she would meet her true love. Now she has a quandary. The man who possesses her grandfather’s artwork, which was created for her, is a close friend of the fabulous man she has fallen in love with.

You will cry near the end, but thankfully there is a superb epilogue to cheer you up.  5 stars all around!!!

The Author

Beach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. She spends her days between typing on her beloved keyboard, playing in the pool with her boy, and eating whatever her husband puts on her plate (the guy is that good, and she really loves eating). Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.

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  1. Thank you for having me, Liza. This is one of my favorite post to share! And I'm happy you liked the story.

  2. I've read Viv's book. It is great. Tweeted.


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