Envy

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Sandra Brown, the #1 New York Times bestselling author, keeps readers turning pages with an explosive tale of a long-ago crime and the victim's plan for revenge...When New York publisher Maris Matherly Reed receives a tantalizing manuscript from someone identified only as P.M.E., its blockbuster potential-and perhaps something else-compels her to meet its author. On an eerie, ruined cotton plantation on a remote Georgia island she finds Parker Evans, a man concealing his identity and his past. Maris is drawn into...

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Overview

Sandra Brown, the #1 New York Times bestselling author, keeps readers turning pages with an explosive tale of a long-ago crime and the victim's plan for revenge...When New York publisher Maris Matherly Reed receives a tantalizing manuscript from someone identified only as P.M.E., its blockbuster potential-and perhaps something else-compels her to meet its author. On an eerie, ruined cotton plantation on a remote Georgia island she finds Parker Evans, a man concealing his identity and his past. Maris is drawn into his tale of two young friends and a deadly betrayal ... and to Parker himself. But there's something especially chilling about this novel, its possible connection to Maris's own life, and the real-life character who uses her, or anyone, to get what he wants.

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Living on a remote island under an assumed name, novelist Parker Evans guards his secrets well. Fascinated by this reclusive genius, publisher Maris Matherly-Reed decides to pursue him. But this new project threatens an old commitment, a commitment at the very center of her life. Envy has all the ingredients of a Sandra Brown beach read bestseller.
From the Publisher
RAVE REVIEWS FOR ENVY:


"Brown has few to envy among living authors."
—Kirkus Reviews

AND SANDRA BROWN:

"A masterful storyteller, carefully crafting tales that keep readers on the edge of their seats."
USA Today

"Jam-packed with twists and turns right up to the shocking finale."
Cosmopolitan

Publishers Weekly
Style and form are usually the least of prolific bestselling romance/thriller writer Brown's concerns, but in her latest effort she takes on an unusual challenge, setting out to craft a novel within a novel within a novel. The onion begins to peel when editor Maris Matherly-Reed plucks a prologue from the slush pile and finds herself hooked by the steamy prose. The author has furthermore titillated her by breaking the rules: no SASE, no cover letter. Maris knows only that his initials are P.M.E. and he lives on St. Anne Island in Georgia. (How does she know P.M.E. is a man? She... knows.) Gutsy, idealistic, deliciously sexy, Maris is married to philandering sociopath Noah Reed, who runs Matherly Press with Maris and her father, Daniel, last of the silver-maned gentleman publishers. As for P(arker) M(ackensie) E(vans), he's a bitter, wheelchair-bound, first-time novelist or is he? Is he using Maris to avenge himself against Noah, or does he love her madly or can the answer be all of the above? Cutting back and forth between the ?bernovel and Parker's autobiographical novel about a purloined novel, Brown stages one dramatic scene after another. The narrative voices don't change much (although the typefaces do), but Brown's loyal legions frankly won't give a damn. Copyright 1999 CahnersBusiness Information.
Library Journal
A best-selling author hides behind a pseudonym, but a dark secret is about to come out. Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
With over 46 New York TimesThe Alibi) has few to envy among living authors, nor does the plot of Envy seem based on Brown's shortfall in literary esteem. Her heroine, Maris Matherly-Reed, who heads a highly literary independent publishing house, receives in her slush pile a prologue to a novel she can't refuse. The novel Envy. And as Maris's pursuit of the slippery author speeds on, we are given additional chapters of Envy as they are being written by Parker Evans, a Georgia island recluse, secretly the bestselling author Mackensie Roone. As it happens, Maris has married Noah Reed, the one-book author of the celebrated The Vanquished, a book actually written and completed by Parker whom Noah let drown at sea. Or so Noah thought. Now Parker tells the true story of Noah's attempted murder, sucking in Maris chapter by chapter when she comes down to Parker's lonely island to urge him on. Harmless bedtime stimulant. Not The Aspern Papers.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780446611800
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 7/29/2002
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: Reissue
  • Pages: 576
  • Sales rank: 98,075
  • Product dimensions: 4.25 (w) x 7.00 (h) x 1.25 (d)

Meet the Author

Sandra Brown

Sandra Brown is the author of sixty New York Times bestsellers, including TOUGH CUSTOMER (2010), SMASH CUT (2009), SMOKE SCREEN (2008), PLAY DIRTY (2007), RICOCHET (2006), CHILL FACTOR (2005), WHITE HOT (2004), HELLO, DARKNESS (2003), THE CRUSH (2002), ENVY (2001), THE SWITCH (2000), THE ALIBI (1999), UNSPEAKABLE (1998) and FAT TUESDAY (1997), all of which have jumped onto the Times bestseller list in the number one to five spot. Brown now has over eighty million copies of her books in print worldwide, and her work has been translated into thirty-four languages.

Biography

In 1979, Sandra Brown lost her job at a television program and decided to give writing a try. She bought an armful of romance novels and writing books, set up a typewriter on a card table and wrote her first novel. Harlequin passed but Dell bit, and Brown was off and writing, publishing her works under an assortment of pseudonyms.

From such modest beginnings, Brown has evolved into multimillion publishing empire of one, the CEO of her own literary brand; she towers over the landscape of romantic fiction. Brown has used her growing clout to insist her publishers drop the bosom-and-biceps covers and has added more intricate subplots, suspense, and even unhappy endings to her work. The result: A near-constant presence on The New York Times bestsellers list. In 1992, she had three on the list at the same time, joining that exclusive club of Stephen King, Tom Clancy, J. K. Rowling, and Danielle Steel.

Her work in the mainstream realm has taken her readers into The White House, where the president's newborn dies mysteriously; the oil fields and bedrooms of a Dallas-like family dynasty; and the sexual complications surrounding an investigation into an evangelist's murder. Such inventions have made her a distinct presence in a crowded genre.

"Brown is perhaps best known now for her longer novels of romantic suspense. The basic outline for these stories has passionate love, lust, and violence playing out against a background of unraveling secrets and skeletons jumping out of family closets," wrote Barbara E. Kemp in the book Twentieth-Century Romance & Historical Writers . Kemp also praises Brown's sharp dialogue and richly detailed characters. "However, her greatest key to success is probably that she invites her readers into a fantasy world of passion, intrigue, and danger," she wrote. "They too can face the moral and emotional dilemmas of the heroine, safe in the knowledge that justice and love will prevail."

Critics give her points for nimble storytelling but are cooler to her "serviceable prose," in the words of one Publishers Weekly reviewer. Still, when writing a crack page-turner, the plot's the thing. A 1992 New York Times review placed Brown among a group of a writers "who have mastered the art of the slow tease."

Staggeringly prolific, Brown found her writing pace ground to a halt when she was given a different assignment. A magazine had asked her for an autobiographical piece, and it took her months to complete. Her life in the suburbs, though personally fulfilling, was nonetheless blander than fiction. That may be why she dives into her fiction writing with such workhorse gusto. "I love being the bad guy," she told Publishers Weekly in 1995, "simply because I was always so responsible, so predictable growing up. I made straight A's and never got into any trouble, and I still impose those standards on myself. So writing is my chance to escape and become the sleaziest, scummiest role."

When she started writing, her goal was always to break out of the parameters of romance. After about 45 romances, the woman who counts Tennessee Williams and Taylor Caldwell among her influences told The New York Times that felt she had reached a plateau. In fact, she doesn't even look at her books as romances anymore. "I think of my books now as suspense novels, usually with a love story incorporated," she said. "They're absolutely a lot harder to write than romances. They take more plotting and real character development. Each book is a stretch for me, and I try something interesting each time that males will like as well as women."

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  • "I hate to exercise and only do so because I absolutely must."

  • "I love to eat and my favorite foods are all bad for the body. Fried chicken and gravy, TexMex, red meat (hey, I'm from Texas!). My only saving grace is that I'm not that fond of sweets. Salty is my thing. Chocolate cake and ice cream I can skip. But a bag of Fritos. . ."

  • "It takes me a long time to go to sleep, usually because I read in bed and hate to put down the book. But when I do nod off, I'm a champion sleeper. I can easily do eight or nine hours a night."

  • "My worst "thing" is mean-spirited people. People who deliberately belittle or embarrass someone really irk me. The people I admire most are the ones who find something good about even the most undesirable individual. That was a quality my mother had, the one I hope most to emulate."

  • "I have a fear of gravity. Recently my whole family went to Belize. We had several adventures. We tubed a river through miles of cave, wearing head lamps so we'd have illumination. No problem. I scaled Mayan ruins. I rode horseback (on a monster named Al Capone) through the rain forest. No problem. But I couldn't zip line. Even though my five-year-old grandsons did it with glee, I just couldn't make that leap."

  • "I and my husband are huge fans of Jeopardy! We never miss it if we can help it. Does that make us complete dorks?"

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      1. Also Known As:
        Laura Jordan, Rachel Ryan and Erin St. Claire
      2. Hometown:
        Arlington, TX
      1. Date of Birth:
        March 12, 1948
      2. Place of Birth:
        Waco, Texas
      1. Education:
        Honorary Doctorate of Humane Letters, Texas Christian University, 2008
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    Chapter One


    "But there's got to be." Maris Matherly-Reed impatiently tapped her pencil against the notepad upon which she had doodled a series of triangles and a chain of loops. Below those she'd roughsketched an idea for a book jacket.

    "P.M.E., correct?"

    "Correct."

    "I'm sorry, ma'am, there's no such listing. I doublechecked." The idea for the book jacket—an autobiographical account of the author's murky relationship with her stepsibling—had come to Maris while she was waiting for the directory assistance operator to locate the telephone number. A call that should have taken no more than a few seconds had stretched into several minutes.

    "You don't have a listing for P.M.E. in this area code?"

    "In any area code," the operator replied. "I've accessed the entire U.S."

    "Maybe it's a business listing, not a residential."

    "I checked both."

    "Could it be an unlisted number?"

    "It would appear with that designation. I don't have anything under those initials, period. If you had a last name—"

    "But I don't."

    "Then I'm sorry."

    "Thank you for trying."

    Frustrated, Maris reconsidered her sketch, then scribbled over it. She wasn't going to like that book no matter what the jacket looked like. The incestuous overtones made her uncomfortable, and she was afraid a large number of readers would share her uneasiness.

    But the editor to whom the manuscript had been submitted felt strongly about buying it. The subject matter guaranteed author appearances on TV and radio talk shows, writeups in magazines, probably a movie-of-the-week option. Even if the reviews were poor, the book's subject matter was titillating enough to generate sales in large numbers. The other decision makers in the hardcover division of Matherly Press had agreed with the editor when she pled her case, so Maris had deferred to the majority. They owed her one.

    Which brought her back to the prologue of Envy she had read that afternoon. She had discovered it among a stack of unsolicited manuscripts. They had been occupying a shelf in her office for months, collecting dust until that unspecified day when her schedule permitted her to scan them before sending the anxious authors the standard rejection letter. Imagining their crushing disappointment when they read that impersonal and transparent kiss-off, she felt that each writer deserved at least a few minutes of her time.

    And there was always that outside, one-in-a-million, once-in-a blue-moon chance that the next Steinbeck or Faulkner or Hemingway would be mined from the slush pile. That, of course, was every book editor's pipe dream.

    Maris would settle for finding a bestseller. These twelve pages of prologue had definite promise. They had excited Maris more than anything she had read recently, even material from her portfolio of published authors, and certainly more than anything she'd read from fledgling novelists.

    It had piqued her curiosity, as a prologue or first chapter should. She was hooked, eager to know more, anxious to read the rest of the story. Had the rest of the story been written? she wondered. Or at least outlined? Was this the author's first attempt at fiction writing? Had he or she written in another genre? What were his/her credentials? Did he/she have any credentials?

    There was nothing to indicate the writer's gender, although her gut feeling said male. Hatch Walker's internal dialogue rang true to his salty character and read like the language in which a man would think. The narrative was in keeping with the old sailor's poetic, though warped, soul.

    But the pages had been sent by someone totally inexperienced and untutored on how to submit a manuscript to a prospective publisher. All the standard rules had been broken. An SASE for return mailing hadn't been enclosed. It lacked a cover letter of introduction. There was no phone number, street address, post office box, or e-mail address. Only those three initials and the name of an island that Maris had never heard of. How did the writer hope to sell his manuscript if he couldn't be contacted?

    She noticed that the postmark on the mailing envelope was four months old. If the author had submitted the prologue to several publishers simultaneously, it might have already been bought. All the more reason to locate the writer as soon as possible. She was either wasting her time or she was on to something with potential. Whichever, she needed to know sooner rather than later.

    "You're not ready?"

    Noah appeared in her open office door wearing his Armani tuxedo. Maris said, "My, don't you look handsome." Glancing at her desk clock, she realized she had lost all track of time and that she was, indeed, running late. Raking her fingers through her hair, she gave a short, self-deprecating laugh. "I, on the other hand, am going to require some major renovation.

    Her husband of twenty-two months closed the door behind him and advanced into her corner office. He tossed a trade magazine onto her desk, then moved behind her chair and began massaging her neck and shoulders, which he knew were the gathering spots for her tension and fatigue. "Tough day?"

    "Not all that bad, actually. Only one meeting this afternoon. Mostly I've used today to clear some space in here." She gestured toward the pile of rejected manuscripts awaiting removal.

    "You've been reading the stuff in your slush pile? Maris, really," he chided lightly. "Why bother? It's a Matherly Press policy not to buy anything that isn't submitted by an agent."

    "That's the official company line, but since I'm a Matherly, I can bend the rules if I wish."

    "I'm married to an anarchist," he teased, bending down to kiss the side of her neck. "But if you're planning an insurrection, couldn't your cause be something that streamlines our operation, instead of one that consumes the valuable time of our publisher and senior vice president?"

    "What an off-putting title," she remarked with a slight shudder. "Makes me sound like a frump who smells of throat lozenges and wears sensible shoes."

    Noah laughed. "It makes you sound powerful, which you are. And awfully busy, which you are."

    "You failed to mention smart and sexy."

    "Those are givens. Stop trying to change the subject. Why bother with the slush pile when even our most junior editors don't?"

    "Because my father taught me to honor anyone who attempted to write. Even if the individual's talent is limited, his effort alone deserves some consideration."

    "Far be it from me to dispute the venerable Daniel Matherly."

    Despite Noah's mild reproof, Maris intended to continue the practice of going through the slush pile. Even if it was a time consuming and unproductive task, it was one of the principles upon which a Matherly had founded the publishing house over a century ago. Noah could mock their archaic traditions be cause he hadn't been born a Matherly. He was a member of the family by marriage, not blood, and that was a significant difference that explained his more relaxed attitude toward tradition.

    A Matherly's blood was tinted with ink. An appreciation for it seemed to flow through the family's veins. Maris firmly believed that her family's admiration and respect for the written word and for writers had been fundamental to their success and longevity as publishers.

    "I got an advance copy of the article," Noah said.

    She picked up the magazine he'd carried in with him. A Post-It marked a specific page. Turning to it, she said, "Ah, great photo."

    "Good photographer."

    "Good subject."

    "Thank you."

    "'Noah Reed is forty, but could pass for much younger,' " she read aloud from the article. Angling her head back, she gave him a critical look. "I agree. You don't look a day over thirty-nine."

    "Haha."

    "'Daily workouts in the Matherly Press gym on the sixth floor—one of Reed's innovations when he joined the firm three years ago—keeps all six feet of him lean and supple.' Well, this writer is certainly enamored. Did you ever have a thing with her?"

    He chuckled. "Absolutely not."

    "She's one of the few."

    On their wedding day, Maris had teasingly remarked to him that so many single women were mourning the loss of one of the city's most eligible bachelors, she was surprised that the doors of St. Patrick's Cathedral weren't draped in black crepe. "Does she get around to mentioning your business acumen and the contributions you've made to Matherly Press?"

    "Farther down."

    "Let's see...'graying at the temples, which adds to his distinguished good looks'... So on and so forth about your commanding demeanor and charm. Are you sure— Oh, here's something. 'He shares the helm at Matherly Press with his father-in-law, publishing legend Daniel Matherly, who serves as chairman and CEO, and Reed's wife, Maris Matherly-Reed, whom he claims has perfect selection and editorial skills. He modestly credits her with the company's reputation for publishing bestsellers.'" Pleased, she smiled up at him. "Did you say that?"

    "And more that she didn't include."

    "Then thank you very much."

    "I only said what I know to be true."

    Maris read the remainder of the flattering article, then set the magazine aside. "Very nice. But for all her gaganess she overlooked two major biographical points."

    "And they are?"

    "That you're also an excellent writer."

    "The Vanquished is old news."

    "But it should be mentioned anytime your name appears in print."

    "What's the second thing?" he asked in the brusque tone he used whenever she brought up his one and only published novel.

    "She said nothing about your marvelous massage techniques."

    "Happy to oblige."

    Closing her eyes, Maris tilted her head to one side. "A little lower on your... Ahh. There." He dug his strong thumb into a spot between her scapulas, and the tension began to dissolve.

    "You're in knots," he said. "Serves you right for scavenging through that heap of garbage all day."

    "As it turns out, it might not have been time wasted. I actually found something that sparked my interest."

    "You're joking."

    "No."

    "Fiction or non?"

    "Fiction. Only a prologue, but it's intriguing. It starts—"

    "I want to hear all about it, darling. But you really should shake a leg if we're going to get there in time."

    He dropped a kiss on the top of her head, then tried to withdraw. But Maris reached for his hands and pulled them over her shoulders, holding them flattened against her chest. "Is tonight mandatory?"

    "More or less."

    "We could miss one function, couldn't we? Dad begged off tonight."

    "That's why we should be there. Matherly Press bought a table. Two empty seats would be noticeable. One of our authors is receiving an award."

    "His agent and editor are attending with him. He won't be without a cheering section." She pulled his hands down onto her breasts. "Let's call in sick. Go home and shut out the world. Open a bottle of wine, the cheaper the better. Get in the Jacuzzi and feed each other a pizza. Make love in some room other than the bedroom. Maybe even two rooms."

    Laughing, he squeezed her breasts affectionately. "What did you say this prologue was about?" He pulled his hands from beneath hers and headed for the door.

    Maris groaned with disappointment. "I thought I was making you an offer you couldn't refuse."

    "Tempting. Very. But if we're not at this dinner, it'll arouse suspicion."

    "You're right. I'd hate for people to think that we're still acting like newlyweds who crave evenings alone."

    "Which is true."

    "But....?"

    "But we also have professional responsibilities, Maris. As you are well aware. It's important for industry insiders to know that when they refer to Matherly Press, it damn well better be in either the present or future tense, not the past tense."

    "And that's why we attend nearly every publishing event held in New York," she said as though it were part of a memorized catechism.

    "Precisely."

    Their calendars were filled with breakfasts, luncheons, dinners, receptions, and cocktail parties. Noah believed it was extremely important, virtually compulsory, that they be seen as active participants within literary circles, especially since her father could no longer be involved to the extent he once had been.

    Recently Daniel Matherly had slowed down. He didn't attend as many insider gatherings. He was no longer accepting speaking engagements, although the requests still poured in. The Four Seasons was calling daily now to inquire if Daniel would be using his reserved table for lunch or if they were free to seat another party there.

    For almost five decades, Daniel had been a force to be reckoned with. Under his leadership, Matherly Press had set the industry standards, dictated trends, dominated the bestseller lists. His name had become synonymous with book publishing both domestically and in foreign markets. He had been a juggernaut who, over a period of months, had voluntarily been decreasing his momentum.

    However, his semi-retirement did not spell the end, or even a weakening, of the publishing house's viability. Noah thought it was vitally important that the book publishing community understand that. If that meant going to award dinners several times a month, that's what they would do.

    He checked his wristwatch. "How much time do you need? I should let the driver know when we'll be downstairs."

    Maris sighed with resignation. "Give me twenty minutes." "I'll be generous. Take thirty." He blew her a kiss before leaving.

    But Maris didn't plunge into her overhaul right away. Instead, she asked her assistant to place a call. She'd had another idea on how she might track down the author of Envy.

    While waiting for the requested call to be placed, she gazed out her office windows. Extending nearly from floor to ceiling, they formed a corner of the room, providing her a southeastern exposure. Midtown Manhattan was experiencing a mild summer evening. The sun had slipped behind the skyscrapers, casting a premature twilight on the streets below. Already lights were coming on inside buildings, making the brick and granite structures appear to twinkle. Through the windows of neighboring buildings, Maris could see other professionals wrapping up for the day.

    The avenues were jammed with competing after-work and pretheater traffic. Taxies vied for inches of space, nosing themselves into impossibly small channels between buses and delivery trucks. Couriers on bicycles, seemingly with death wishes, perilously played chicken with motor traffic. Revolving doors disgorged pedestrians onto the crowded sidewalks, where they jostled for space and wielded briefcases and shopping bags like weapons.

    Across Avenue of the Americas, a queue was forming outside Radio City Music Hall, where Tony Bennett was performing this evening. She, Noah, and her father had been offered complimentary VIP tickets, but they'd had to decline them because of the literary award banquet.

    Which she should be dressing for, she reminded herself, just as her telephone beeped. "He's on line one," her assistant informed her.

    "Thanks. You don't need to wait. See you tomorrow." Maris depressed the blinking button. "Hello?"

    "Yeah. Deputy Dwight Harris here."

    "Hello, Deputy Harris. Thank you for taking my call. My name is Maris MatherlyReed."

    "Say again?"

    She did.

    "Uhhuh."

    Maris paused, giving him time to comment or ask a question, but he didn't, so she went straight to the reason for the call. "I'm trying to reach someone, an individual who I believe lives on St. Anne Island."

    "That's in our county."

    "Georgia, correct?"

    "Yes, ma'am," he proudly replied.

    "Is St. Anne actually an island?"

    "Not much o' one. What I mean is, it's small. But it's an island, awright. Little less than two miles out from the mainland. Who're you looking for?"

    "Someone with the initials P.M.E."

    "Did you say P.M.E.?"

    "Have you ever heard of anyone who goes by those initials?"

    "Can't say that I have, ma'am. We talking about a man or woman?"

    "Unfortunately, I don't know."

    "You don't know. Huh." After a beat or two, the deputy asked, "If you don't even know if it's a man or woman, what do you want with 'em?"

    "It's business."

    "Business."

    "That's right."

    "Huh."

    Dead end. Maris tried again. "I thought you might know, or might have heard of someone who—"

    "Nope."

    This was going nowhere and her allotted time was running out. "Well, thank you for your time, Deputy Harris. I'm sorry to have bothered you."

    "No bother."

    "Would you mind taking down my name and numbers? Then if you think of something or hear of someone with these initials, I would appreciate being notified."

    After she gave him her telephone numbers, he said, "Say, ma'am? If it's back child support or an outstanding arrest warrant or something like 'at, I'd be happy to see if—"

    "No, no. It's not a legal matter in any sense."

    "Business."

    "That's right."

    "Well, okay, then," he said with noticeable disappointment. "Sorry I couldn't he'p you."

    She thanked him again, then closed her office and hurried down the hallway to the ladies' room, where her cocktail dress had been hanging since she'd arrived for work early that morning. Because she frequently changed from business to evening attire before leaving the building, she kept a full complement of toiletries and cosmetics in a locker. She put them to use now.

    When she joined Noah at the elevator fifteen minutes later, he gave a long wolf whistle, then kissed her cheek. "Nice turnaround. A miracle, actually. You look fantastic."

    As they descended to street level, she assessed her reflection in the metal elevator door and realized that her efforts hadn't been in vain. "Fantastic," was a slight exaggeration, but considering the dishevelment she'd started with, she looked better than she had any right to expect.

    She'd chosen to wear a cranberrycolored silk sheath with narrow straps and a scooped neckline. Her nod toward evening glitter came in the form of diamond studs in her ears and a crystal-encrusted Judith Leiber handbag in the shape of a butterfly, a Christmas gift from her father. She was carrying a pashmina shawl purchased in Paris during a side trip there following the international book fair in Frankfurt.

    She had gathered her shoulder-length hair into a sleek, low ponytail. The hairdo looked chic and sophisticated rather than desperate, which had been the case. She had retouched her eye makeup, outlined her lips with a pencil, and filled them in with gloss. To give color to her fluorescent-light pallor, she had applied powdered bronzer to her cheeks, chin, forehead, and décolletage. Her push-up bra, an engineering marvel, had created a flattering cleavage that filled up the neckline of her dress.

    "'Her tan and tits were store-bought.'"

    The elevator doors opened onto the ground floor. Noah looked at her curiously as he stepped aside to let her exit ahead of him.

    "I beg your pardon?"

    She laughed softly. "Nothing. Just quoting something I read today."


    Excerpted from Envy by Sandra Brown. Copyright © 2001 by Sandra Brown Management, Ltd.. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.


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    • Posted June 20, 2012

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      Envy

      I think this could have got a 4 star rating had it been written with more class. The language throughout was deplorable.
      Writers are suppose to be educated. Educated people should have a better vocabulary.
      Individuals are aware of expletives and they can be referred to without bringing them out excessively.
      Truly great writing can be accomplished without the profanity and explicit sex scenes.

      25 out of 50 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted December 9, 2003

      A GREAT plot twister

      This book kept me thinking the whole time I listened to it. Every time I thought I had figured out how the next chapter would read, Ms. Brown took a turn in the plot that I never saw. The book is one of her finest works. She makes each character very believable. The story begins in a publishing house in New York where the owner¿s daughter, Maris Matherly-Reed, is an editor with an eye for a great story. She gets one in a partially written manuscript. The only problem is the author is only identified by three initials and has given a return address of a small Georgia-Coast island. This story has intrigued her enough that she discusses the writing with her father, Daniel. He encourages her to seek out the author and so she goes on a search to the island seeking this unknown author. When Maris finds the author, Parker Evans, she is surprised to find him in a wheelchair. Getting him to finish writing the story takes all her skills as an editor or so she believes. Slowly, as she reads a chapter or two at a time, a story about two college roommates, each of whom wants to be the first published author starts to unfold. The more she reads, the more she begins to think this is not the fiction Parker tells her it is. As Maris travels between the island and New York, she begins to find out things about her husband that distress her. Things like his adultery and she begins to wonder to whom she is really married. Her husband, Noah Reed is co-publisher in Matherly Press but has ambitions far beyond his present position. He is ruthless enough to do anything to get it and has a past that Maris knows nothing about. Slowly the pieces begin to fall into place and Maris discovers a love she thought she already had. Right up to the very last paragraphs of the book, the reader thinks they know the ending but Ms. Brown has one more turn of events to give to the reader. ENVY is a book that not even the best sleuth will see the final ending until the final words have been listened to.

      14 out of 21 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted March 25, 2010

      weak start, strong finish

      I had a hard time getting into the story but once I did, I was hooked. The story is a bit predictable however there a few twists at the end that I didn't see coming. It's not your typical suspenseful mystery, it's more of a figure out the puzzle kind of story. A good read, I'm not jumping up and down saying "read this, read this" but it's worth the read.

      10 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted March 21, 2010

      A Must Read! Envy by Sandra Brown

      One of the best things about this this book is that it is not predictable. There is no cop named Joe nor a hunk named Cal. There is no damsel in distress who is saved by the hunky main character just in the nick of time. This book has a very intricate and well maintained plot. If you think you know what is going to happen then you are already wrong.

      This book is so well thought out that it must have taken Sandra Brown a very long time to write it. She keeps all her info straight and detailed. She doesn't just skim the surface, she dives right in.

      If you've been dissapointed with any of her other novels then don't let that scare you off. This book does not dissappoint, it entertains through and through. It has action, drama, sauciness and humor rolled up into a story so good that there should already be a movie. By the way, when they shoot the movie I already know who should play each character. I won't name characters but will tell you who the stars should be... Donald Sutherland, Leo DiCaprio, Gerard Butler, Kate Hudson, Megan Fox, and Wanda Sykes....Have a great read!

      10 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted June 14, 2010

      I loved it!

      ENVY kept my interest throughout the whole book. I would recommend this book. Very hard to put down.

      8 out of 10 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted June 5, 2008

      Bland and Ordinary

      There are some noteworthy aspects to Sandra Brown¿s ¿Envy¿ worth mentioning. The book starts out interesting enough when Publisher and Editor Maris Matherly-Reed discovers a semi-anonymous manuscript from a mysterious and allusive author P.M.E. He is later revealed to be an abrasive yet talented paraplegic who slowly reveals limited insights to his psyche through his novel to the unknowing and gullible Maris. Through the writings submitted from P.M.E to Maris, Envy incorporates a novel within a novel aspect which I actually found particularly fascinating and much more interesting than the original story-line. Eventually, the characters develop into bland and generic prototypes which inspire no real appeal or interest. Maris¿ original husband turns out to be evil, rotten and nasty making for a traditional good versus evil plot with predictable and unoriginal endings. With quotes like ¿We¿ve got to stop him!¿ this novel reeks of the mediocrity comparable to a made for TV movie debuting on Lifetime network. If this is the best that Sandra Brown has to offer, I won¿t be reading any more of her works anytime soon.

      7 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted October 7, 2008

      OMG

      Now, im a guy, and I usually don't read these type of books. But my wife read it, and she said it was good, so I picked it up and I read the prologue and I couldn't put it down! Excellent book, great read!

      6 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted April 12, 2006

      One of the best

      Having read almost all of Sandra's books, I have to say this is on the top of my list after Mirror Image. This book was great. The suspense was great, the characters were great and the story itself was great. I could not put it down. I always wanted to see what the next scene would be. Do yourself a favor and pick up this book you will not be disappointed.

      5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted July 7, 2004

      WOW!

      This is a very good book. I just picked it up one day and never knew the what it was about cuz the cover was off and i was amazed. She really brings you inside the book and makes you feel anger at the characters. Very well written!

      5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 6, 2013

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      A good plot, and a terrific ending. A bit more word play could h

      A good plot, and a terrific ending. A bit more word play could have increased its flow standard! Any ways a Nice read!

      4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 1, 2013

      Ban the Worm!

      This spce is for book reviews. B&N please ban posters who do not write reviews!

      4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted November 12, 2003

      Interesting Read

      I loved the novel within a novel within a novel. I had to re-read the book to capture all the nuances embedded in the text, and was impressed with Ms. Brown's ability to provide the necessary clues without giving away the ending. I did not see the end coming. I would like less adverbs, however.

      4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted May 18, 2010

      Good mystery!

      Lots of twists and turns and great writing! Couldn't put it down!

      3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted December 5, 2009

      Enthralling Plot

      I found the plot to be original, non-standard and it kept me guessing.The characters were well defined. I would recommend this book.

      3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted March 30, 2008

      Oh My God!!!!!!

      Oh my God I loved this book. I couldn't but it down. Its a brilliant story within a story. I could read it over and over.

      3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted January 28, 2010

      I Also Recommend:

      FABULOUS!

      This book grabs you from the very start and you dont want to put it down!
      The charectors are intriguing, the story line is original, and just when you think that you've figured it all out theres another twist or turn that suprsises you and keeps you wanting more!
      a Fabulous read i'd recommend to everyone.

      2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted December 23, 2009

      I Also Recommend:

      My first choice for a good read.

      The creativity, intrigue and compelling characters make ENVY a must read. ENVY is one of Sandra Brown's best books, a real page turner. My husband gave me this book for Christmas one year. I quickly became addicted to Sandras Brown's writing and rarely pass a book store without looking for a new title.

      2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted November 12, 2009

      I Also Recommend:

      Exciting from first disc to the last bit !

      At first I had trouble following the story,but then I got it all figured out and it was all I could not to keep driving as I listen to these books while driving around town,shopping etc. there were parts that had me sitting in my car even affter I had arrived home to finish a chapter.
      I can hardly wait for my next Sandra Brown compact disc.

      2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted December 23, 2008

      Addicting!

      This was the first Sandra Brown book I've read and I could not put it down!

      2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 27, 2008

      Sandra Brown does it again!

      I absolutely loved this book! The ending was totally unpredictable and I love all the twists and turns throughout the story. Kept me reading late into the night. Must read!

      2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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