Fiction

The Bride Stripped Bare

Nikki Gemmell's fourth novel, originally published anonymously, was an international literary sensation. The following is an interview that was conducted by Peter Babiek for the Canadian literary journal "SubTerrain," in July 2004. Is this novel "literary pornography"? Goodness no. It's basically a very honest take on sex, from a woman's perspective. When ...

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I Take You

Nikki Gemmell concludes the loose trilogy started with international bestsellers THE BRIDE STRIPPED BARE and WITH MY BODY with this astonishing new tour de force. Under her Chanel suit and designer lingerie, Connie Carven is no longer the typical banker's wife. Since Cliff's dreadful skiing accident Connie has become a ...

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The Book of Rapture

Three children wake up in a basement room. They have been drugged and taken from their beds in the middle of the night. Now they are here. Alone. Where are their parents? Who can they trust? The family has been betrayed to the government and Salt Cottage, their home on a cliff ...

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With My Body

In 2003 Nikki Gemmell created a sensation when, writing under the tag 'Anonymous', her novel The Bride Stripped Bare became a literary phenomenon, with its raw and unflinching depiction of female sexuality. Now, eight years later, Gemmell returns with another tour de force, With My Body, and addresses the question of ...

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Cleave

"This is an account of six months in the life of Snip Freeman, a woman who turned her back on a man who was drowning. "...there's a storm cloud ahead, a steel-grey shower curtain is drawn almost the length of the sky before them and they slow with the flint smell ...

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Lovesong

"I was once snugged up tight within a God-fearing community in a land where the light roared and sea hurt. But here I am now, out from under the thumb of Him and in a land where the sky is so low it almost brushes the rooftops. Here I am ...

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Shiver

"I can catalogue Antarctica by touch. The touch of air sucked dry on my cheek, the fur of a day-old seal pup, the touch of an iceberg, a blizzard, a lover, the touch of sweat at minus twenty-three, of a camera stuck to the skin on my face, of cold ...

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