A story of dark love and passionate obsession that was considered "too sensational" to be published in the author's lifetime, "A Long Fatal Love Chase" was written for magazine serialization in 1866, two years before the publication of "Little Women." Buried among Louisa May Alcott's papers for more than a century, its publication is a literary landmark--a novel that is bold, timeless, and mesmerizing."
Louisa May Alcott was born in 1832 in Pennsylvania and grew up in Concord, Massachusetts. She is best known for her books for children. The daughter of philosopher and reformer Amons Bronson Alcott, she was also a supporter of women's rights and an abolitionist. Family debts led her to write the autobiographical novel "Little Women" (1868). The book was a huge success, followed by "Little Men, An Old-Fashioned Girl, " and several other novels .""
The "New York Times" Bestseller
"He stalked her every step--for she had become his obsession..."
High praise for Louisa May Alcott's "A Long Fatal Love Chase":
"Adeliciously readable page-turner."
-- "The New Yorker"
"A suspenseful and thoroughly charming story...and it tends to confirm Alcott's position as the country's most articulate 19th-century feminist."
--Stephen King, "The New York Times Book Review"
"Sensational in every sense of the word: filled with exotic locations, lusty appetites and page-turning treachery."
-- "The Seattle Times"
"A tale of obsessive love, stalking and murder that seems ripped right off today's tabloids."
-- "USA Today"
"Intriguing...Alcott's tale of obsession and sexual politics deepens our appreciation for her championing of women's rights and for her extraordinary storytelling skills."
-- "Booklist"
"At its core, "Love Chase" showcases an alluring, inspiring, made-for-movies heroine."
-- "Entertainment Weekly"
"There's something utterly refreshing about getting a glimpse of Alcott letting her hair down... "Love Chase" gives us a glimpse of the wild, free creature Alcott the writer must have longed to be...the book is lively, so exuberant, and so naughty, reading it is like biting into a juicy peach."
-- "The Boston Phoenix"