Forbidden Dreams

About the Book

A young worldly Russian, a violinist, Vladimir Volkonsky, unexpectedly falls in love with an innocent voice student. Her name is Lara. He first sees her on stage from the orchestra where he is rehearsing for a concert. During the months leading into winter, Lara and Vladimir are warmed against the chilly Moscow nights by each other. They are awakened to a passion that previously each had found only in music. While that passion tragically is lost when Vladimir fulfills his childhood dream to leave his homeland, the spirit of her love sustains him in his new life in the United States. Set is Moscow and Richmond, Virginia, the tragic romance of Lara and Vladimir is revealed with sensual and ethereal passages, touching both the heart and the spirit.

Filled with historical references to the last days of the Czar, the lives of musicians and brushes with celebrities, Forbidden Dreams is filled with passion, music and paranormal experiences.

About the Author

Leonid Prymak was born in the former Soviet Union. A concert violinist by training, he began writing to explore his personal experiences with the paranormal-experiences beyond scientific explanation. According to his family, his ability to dream about the future was inherited from his mother. One of his inexplicable childhood dreams was that he would live in the United States. That dream cam true: he now resides in Virginia. When he is not playing violin with the Richmond Symphony, Mr. Prymak can be found writing, tending to his various business ventures or sharing the gift of his playing at his book signings. Otherwise he spends time with his two children, whom he believes also have inherited paranormal abilities.

His first novel, Forbidden Dreams, not only draws heavily on Mr. Prymak’s paranormal experiences, but also on his life as a symphony musician in Russia and the United States. Although the characters in his love story are loosely based on people he has known, the plot and the characters in it are the fruits of Mr. Prymak’s fertile imagination-or, if not, they are perhaps a premonition of events yet to happen.