In her most scandalously titillating novel since the #1 bestselling Hollywood Wives, internationally renowned author Jackie Collins once again takes her readers behind the scenes and into the bedrooms of Hollywood's glamorous world of superstardom, where narcissism is a virtue, and fidelity means not sleeping with anyone less attractive than your spouse.
Three glamorous women with ambitions fueling their inner fires—and agendas that may or may not include those they’ve vowed to love and honor. From the casting couch to superstardom, from the director’s chair to worldwide acclaim, they go after what they want without guilt. Without regret. And never without scandal. Here are the relationship shockers that even the tabloids don’t know: who’s playing whom, who’s getting dumped, and who’s walking out the door. This is domestic drama like never before, as only Jackie Collins can tell it.
Faithful Hollywood Wives: The New Generation (2001) fans will flock to Collins's latest Tinseltown soap opera, which isn't a sequel but a rehash after all, who can tire of gorgeous, transposable, ambitious, sex-driven jet-setters whose main problems are which hunk to bed and which gown to wear to what party? In Cannes, emerging English actress Shelby Cheney (in a "Badgley Mishka lace gown cut down to Cuba") is looking for a future Oscar nomination, while her husband, matinee idol Linc Blackwood, is looking like he might jump off the wagon. Hot, bitchy Lola Sanchez ("the sexy superstar of the new millennium") is scheming to have Linc who doesn't recognize her as the teenage virgin he once callously deflowered as her next leading man so she can avenge her wounded pride and the botched abortion that left her unable to bear children. And 19-year-old writer/director prodigy Cat Harrison is restless because her hottie Australian musician husband, Jump Jagger, is halfway around the world. Unbeknownst to these dazzling divas, things are about to go south. On a whim, Cat jets to Australia and catches Jump in bed with another woman. Looking to recapture the ecstasy she had with bad boy film director Tony Alvarez, Lola dumps her boring ex-tennis-pro hubby. Leaving Shelby in L.A., boozy Linc skips off to New York to co-star with Lola. Jam-packed with glamorous characters as believable as paper dolls and situations as familiar and credible as in any Collins classic, the novel catapults into bloody tragedy and, later, of course, eternal happiness, as Collins once again delivers a patented Pollyanna ending.