书名：Rage of Angels天使的愤怒

作者：Sidney Sheldon

出版社名称：HarperCollins

出版时间：2006

语种：英文 

ISBN：9780007228256

商品尺寸：10.9 x 4.3 x 17.5 cm

包装：平装

页数：512

西德尼·谢尔顿是美国当代著名的通俗小说作家，集奥斯卡奖、托尼奖和爱伦·坡奖于一身，被公认为“zui会讲故事的人”之一。

本书Rage of Angels《天使的愤怒》是作者负有盛名的一部作品，描述了一位正直而富有才华的青年女律师的奋斗、爱情、堕落和幻灭的生活经历。美国评论界称这是一部“灿烂的严肃小说，尽到了小说所能尽到的一切职责。” The international bestseller from the master of suspense. Jennifer Parker is brilliant, beautiful and bold.She seems unbeatable – but is she really?Jennifer Parker is brilliant, beautiful and bold. A lawyer, the most glamorous and successful in America, she dominates the court with her intelligence and charm. When Jennifer falls in love, she can hardly believe her luck. Adam Warner is handsome, smart, destined to be the next President of the United States – and married… Jennifer falls pregnant and yet is determined not to allow her broken heart to get in the way of her success. But she soon realises that being alone makes her more vulnerable to those who are determined to destroy her… Sidney Sheldon gives us his greatest character yet in this bestselling tale of power, love and intrigue. Review‘The fast-moving plot…with new surprises on every page…will keep his fans enthralled.’ --Publishers’ Weekly ‘A master storyteller at the top of his game.’--USA Today ‘Compulsively readable.’--New York Times Book Review

Rage of Angels《天使的愤怒》讲述了初出茅庐的女律师，美艳而独立，游走在纽约城很有权势的两个男人之间的故事。野心勃勃的黑帮老大，风度翩翩的联邦参议员，在她的眼中，他们是无微不至的情人；在权力的游戏里，他们是不择手段的玩家；在你死我活的战斗中，她的爱也许是富有杀伤力的武器……西德尼·谢尔顿（Sidney Sheldon，1917-2007）是美国当代著名的通俗小说作家。他早年毕业于西北大学，二战期间曾在美国空军服役，退伍后为百老汇写剧本，曾获戏剧“托尼”奖和电影“奥斯卡奖”。1970年发表第1部长篇小说《裸脸》，获“爱伦·坡”奖。他的小说大多以西方上层社会的活动为背景，主人公很多都是自强不息、与社会作决死拼斗的女性，对强者的推崇有社会达尔文主义的气息。谢尔顿是一个故事大师，他小说中的故事情节迭宕起伏、一波三折、悬念丛生，时空跨度大、人物多、涉足领域广，读罢有酣畅淋漓的感觉。其主要作品有《天使的愤怒》、《滴血的钻石》、《假若明天来临》等。

A master storyteller,Sidney Sheldonis the author of seventeen novels (which have sold over 300 million copies), over 200 television scripts, twenty-five major motion pictures and six Broadway plays, ranking him as one of the world's most prolific writers.

New York: September 4, 1969

The hunters were closing in for the kill. Two thousand years ago in Rome, the contest would have been staged at the Circus Neronis or the Colosseum, where voracious lions would have been stalking the victim in an arena of blood and sand, eager to tear him to pieces. But this was the civilized twentieth century, and the circus was being staged in the Criminal Courts Building of downtown Manhattan, Courtroom Number 16. In place of Suetonius was a court stenographer, to record the event for posterity, and there were dozens of members of the press and visitors attracted by the daily headlines about the murder trial, who queued up outside the courtroom at seven o’clock in the morning to be assured of a seat. The quarry, Michael Moretti, sat at the defendant’s table, a silent, handsome man in his early thirties. He was tall and lean, with a face formed of converging planes that gave him a rugged, feral look. He had fashionably styled black hair, a prominent chin with an unexpected dimple in it and deeply set olive-black eyes. He wore a tailored gray suit, a light blue shirt with a darker blue silk tie, and polished, custom-made shoes. Except for his eyes, which constantly swept over the courtroom, Michael Moretti was still. The lion attacking him was Robert Di Silva, the fiery District Attorney for the County of New York, representative of The People. If Michael Moretti radiated stillness, Robert Di Silva radiated dynamic movement; he went through life as though he were five minutes late for an appointment. He was in constant motion, shadowboxing with invisible opponents. He was short and powerfully built, with an unfashionable graying crew cut. Di Silva had been a boxer in his youth and his nose and face bore the scars of it. He had once killed a man in the ring and he had never regretted it. In the years since then, he had yet to learn compassion. Robert Di Silva was a fiercely ambitious man who had fought his way tip to his present position with neither money nor connections to help him. During his climb, he had assumed the veneer of a civilized servant of the people; but underneath, he was a gutter fighter, a man who neither forgot nor forgave.