In a quick synopsis this is the story.
Storm Renoir, famous author, returns to Boston seeking the help of her ex-lover Hunter who is world reknowned Oncologist. She is in hopes he can save her dying best friend, and that they can rekindle their once steamy romance. Hunters ex-wife, recovering alcoholic Savannah, has ideas of her own. She will stop at nothing to get him back.
Hunter and Storm find love once again and Hnter goes to Florida and meets Laura, Storms friend but is unable to help her. He is with Laura and Storm until Laura loses her battle with cancer,
Although Hunter rejects Savannah and proposes marriage to Storm, it does not deter Savannah and in a final lattempt to win him back, she fakes paralysis, and, convinces Storm she has slept with Hunter.
Devasted Storm leaves the country to heal and find herself.
Once Hunters finds out Savannah has faked her illness he flies across continents to find Storm.
The story ends a year later with the two married and having twins.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / GeneralI have not done much to promote my book before now. I do have it on kindle where I have sold over a 100 copies and had over 30,000 pages read in kindle direct. I have sold 50 paperback copies so far. I plan on promoting through international sales and advertising in the upcoming future. I have 13,000 followers on facebook so far. I did list it on Goodreads but have not done much promoting yet.
It was just after eight and the café was already crowded with patrons. The warm air which had blanketed the shop earlier, was now chilled, from the constant opening and closing of the doors. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, and freshly baked pastries filled the room. The sounds of computers could be heard, throughout. It was the latest trend: cyber cafes. Tap, Tap, Tap the keys rang out their words as the students worked feverishly. It was nearing the end of the semester, and there were papers to write; thesis, were were due. Storm had been up since before dawn putting the final touches on her story; finishing it, with an hour to spare..Reviewing its content, she hit the send button. Finally, she could relax.
Picking up her cup, sipping her now cold coffee, she sat quietly watching the others; her eyes stopping, when they reached the man sitting across the room from her. His dark wavy hair glistened, as the morning lightbeamed through the windows illuminating him. His bright eyes sparkled, like the green, of the ocean, dancing in the midday sun. His strong jawline and chiseled facial features, were reminiscent of any leading-man, from many a romance novel.
There was an air of confidence about him, and an aura of calm seemed to surround him. Storms heart beat faster, as she watched him. She was unable to turn away as he made his way to the counter, picking up his order, as the Barista called out, “Number 55.”
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German
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Ramona Ziegler
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Nicole Greco
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Author review: Worked hard to get this completed. Very patient with me. Great help. Highly recommend. |
