The Paris Secret is my very first romantic suspense novel. I was inspired to write it after my own solo trip to Paris in 2007. In the book, librarian Maya Sinclair also takes a solo trip to Paris and finds herself framed for murder and on the run with smokin’ hot French journalist, Simon Girard. Throw in a centuries old secret, a priceless book, a sadistic killer, a race against time to find a hidden crucifix, and some sizzling sex, and you’ve got the plot for a book that I hope will take readers on an adventure.
The book features a cast of characters that I’ve fallen in love with. But the biggest star of the show the city of Paris. Anyone who’s been to the City of Light knows it’s full of beauty, history, art, grand architecture, and mystery. Many of the scenes in the book are set in places I visited while in Paris. And since I can’t take you on a real tour of Paris, I’m taking you on a virtual one. Sit back, pour yourself a glass of wine, and let’s go to Paris. And be sure to click the links throughout this post for some fun extras!
My first full day in Paris I took a boat cruise down the Seine. There are so many bridges that I thought a bridge would be the perfect place for Maya Sinclair and Simon Girard to lay eyes on each other for the first time.
The boat passed under the bridge and I lost sight of them. I ran to the back of the boat and looked up as we emerged from the other side. Juliet was gone. But her companion was not only still there, he was leaning forward looking right at me. He was gorgeous—muscular with a medium build and at least a good decade younger than Juliet.
Versailles is over the top grandeur. It was while I was touring the palace that I heard a story from my tour guide that inspired The Paris Secret.
For the next two hours we toured the palace and I snapped picture after picture of gaudy fabulousness. Practically everything at Versailles was covered in gold. Even the ceilings were decorated with elaborate frescos framed in twenty-four-karat gold.
The ornamental gardens behind the palace are every bit as fabulous as the inside and the perfect place to set a scene.
I went past the statues lining the walkway to the Apollo fountain and noticed an entrance to the garden hedge maze. Hoping there might be someplace to sit in the maze, I ducked inside.
Maya has a violent encounter with a killer in this secluded corner inside the maze. There was something about the beauty and absolute quiet of this spot that makes a violent scene here more jarring.
“I’m not going to ask you again.” There was an edge to his voice that made me uneasy. I hadn’t realized just how isolated the spot we were in was until that moment.
I spent an entire day at the Louvre and didn’t even scratch the surface. With so many tourists focusing on the art and taking pictures, it meant Maya and Simon could blend in and rendezvous with someone who could help them while they are on the run.
We entered a long, wide corridor with vaulted ceilings. Ancient Greek statues lined both sides of the hallway. At the end of the corridor one of the Louvre’s most famous statues, Winged Victory, sat at the top of a staircase. I had to admit it was an impressive sight and clearly I was only one of the statue’s many admirers. Dozens of people surrounded it, snapping picture after picture.
Many people relax, eat, and read in the Tuileries Gardens in front the Louvre. And it’s impossible to miss La Grande Roue in the distance. A giant Ferris wheel is a great place for Maya and Simon to meet up after separating when the police show up.
“I’m going to walk through the Tuileries to La Grande Roue. I’ll meet you there.”
“Where are you going?”
“The big white Ferris wheel,” he said, pointing off into the distance, toward the Place de la Concorde where a large Ferris wheel turned slowly.
“You’re not leaving me here, Simon Girard. I’m coming with you.”
“Non! We don’t want to raise suspicions. I’ll go first. Then in a few minutes you follow me, d’accord?”
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Angela Henry was once told that her past life careers included spy, researcher, and investigator. She stuck with what she knew because today she’s a mystery writing library reference specialist, who loves to people watch and eavesdrop on conversations. In addition to The Paris Secret, she’s the author of four mysteries featuring equally nosy amateur sleuth Kendra Clayton. When she’s not working, writing, or practicing her stealth, she loves to travel, is connoisseur of B horror movies, and an admitted anime addict. She lives in Ohio and is currently hard at work trying to meet her next deadline.