Her books have been published in 48 languages and have sold more than 150 million copies worldwide.Į L James has been recognised as one of Time magazine’s ‘Most Influential People in the World’ and Publishers Weekly’s ‘Person of the Year’. 1 bestseller Grey, the story of Fifty Shades of Grey from the perspective of Christian Grey, and in 2017, the chart-topping Darker, the second part of the Fifty Shades story from Christian’s point of view. The result was the controversial and sensuous romance Fifty Shades of Grey and its two sequels, Fifty Shades Darker and Fifty Shades Freed. After twenty-five years of working in television, she decided to pursue a childhood dream and write stories that readers could take to their hearts. Something almost unbearably soft brushes against my neck, running languidly down my throat, slowly across my chest.”ĭiscover the playlists for the Fifty Shades Trilogy.Į L James is an incurable romantic and a self-confessed fan-girl. What in heaven’s name is this? I have never heard anything like it. From inside my head, a lone angelic voice sings unaccompanied a long sweet note, and it’s joined almost immediately by another voice, and then more voices – Holy cow, a celestial choir – singing a cappella in my head, an ancient, ancient hymnal. “Abruptly, the soft silent hiss and pop of the iPod springs into life. “'I don’t know what you mean.' I feign innocence.” Spem in Alium by Thomas Tallis Maybe it’s too early for this: Britney’s at her most sultry. The club-mix, techno beat assaults us both, and Christian turns the volume down. I wouldn’t have figured him for a Britney fan. I scroll through the touch screen, and find the perfect song. “Christian Grey’s iPod, this should be interesting. It’s based on Alexander Dumas’s book, La Dame Aux Camélias.’” Toxic by Britney Spears
“'What’s this?' I ask as the sweet, sweet sound of a hundred violin strings assails us. He programs the GPS and presses a switch on the steering wheel and a classical orchestral piece fills the car. “'You’ll see.' He grins as he slips the car into drive, and we head out on Savannah Parkway. “'Dance with me,' he murmurs, his voice husky.” La Traviata by Giuseppe Verdi ‘Witchcraft.’ Christian leisurely traces his fingertips down my cheek, and I feel it all the way down there. “Frank starts crooning… an old song, one of Ray’s favourites. “'Eclectic taste, Miss Steele,' he murmurs, and he paces toward me like a panther until he’s standing in front of me, his gaze so intense it takes my breath away. “He raises his eyebrows at me, his look speculative. Snow Patrol blaring in my ears, I set off into the opal and aquamarine dusk.” Witchcraft by Frank Sinatra I wave and don’t stop for the inquisition. She nearly drops her shopping when she sees me. “Kate is walking from her car as I head out of the door. “Then we're out into the bright Seattle May morning.” What If This Storm Ends?, part one of The Lightning Strike by Snow Patrol “‘Gotta love Bruce,’ he grins at me and eases the car out of the parking space, and up the steep ramp where we pause for the barrier. With the flick of a switch, Bruce Springsteen surrounds us.
He places his bag in the space behind our seats, presses a button, and the roof slowly reclines. “He starts the ignition, and the engine roars behind us. I have never fitted in anywhere and now…” I'm On Fire by Bruce Springsteen This song used to mean so much to me, that’s because I’m a misfit. “Amy Studt is singing in my ear about misfits. His playing is stunning……I listen enraptured.” Misfit by Amy Studt His expression is sad and forlorn, like the music. The lilting notes of the piano, a sad sweet lament……Christian is at the piano, completely lost in the music he’s playing. How appropriate.” Adagio from J S Bach’s Concerto in D Minor after Alessandro Marcello, BWV 974, played by James Rhodes “He presses a button, and the Kings of Leon start singing. Christian pulls out on to SW Park Avenue, and he drives with easy, lazy confidence.” Sex On Fire by Kings Of Leon Oh wow… all my senses are in disarray, so this is doubly affecting. The car interior is filled with the sweetest, most magical music of two women singing. “He starts the engine and reverses out of his space in the parking lot. Flower Duet from Act One of the opera Lakmé by Léo Delibes