Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Help raise money for Breast Cancer

Stormy Weather
Mainstream Romance Contemporary
ISBN: 978-1-60435-430-0
Cover Artist: Nancy Donahue
Editor: Michelle Ellis
Line Editor: Mike Kay
Word Count: 17,754
Price: $2.99 release date is November 26th.

To buy link: http://redrosepublishing.com/bookstore/product_info.php?manufacturers_id=151&products_id=536

As a woman, Lauren Phelps has suffered the worst life can throw at her. The loss of her breast, the rejection of her husband, a divorce can she pick up the shattered threads of her life and continue?

Cole McGuire met Lauren Phelps through a mutual friend, his mother. When Lauren took a medical leave of absence, he wondered if he would ever see her again. When she returned to Teague and Marshalls, he made sure she was transferred to his office. Now divorced, he wondered if he stood a chance to woo her.

Can Lauren learn to love again after the storm?

Read an excerpt here...

“So, what are your plans now?” Karen Quinn asked as the two women strolled across the narrow, wrought iron bridge that spanned The Hague.
“I don’t know.” Lauren shrugged. “Go back to work, I guess. Begin a new life.”
“Lord knows you need to,” Karen agreed.
They paused at the crest of the bridge spanning the narrow inlet close to downtown. Karen was right; she did need to. Her life had changed one hundred and eighty degrees since March of last year when she’d found the lump just under her nipple on the left side of her breast.
“It still galls me that he found another woman,” Karen spat. “Just left you and moved in with her like everything was fine.”
Lauren pulled her dark blue coat tighter against her thin frame. “It was his choice,” she replied.
“Humph.”
Lauren looked at her friend, touched by her loyalty. “He was and still is an immature boy,” Lauren conceded, then sighed as they walked on. “My doctor told me to get on with my life.”
“Are you?”
She nodded. “I called Mr. McGuire this morning and asked for my job back.”
“And?” Karen asked, her eyes shining with excitement.
“He…he said he has a good replacement in my position,” Lauren said.
“No, he didn’t!”
She looked over at her friend’s shocked expression. Reaching out, she placed a hand upon her arm. “It’s okay. He offered me a new position.”
“As?”
“I’m the young Mr. McGuire’s personal assistant and project manager,” Lauren explained.
Karen’s face filled with joy. “This deserves a drink. Come on, the Purple Elephant is no more than a block away.”


All the proceeds from this book are being donated to the Susan G. Komen For the Cure Tidewater fund. If you would like to make a donation or get in contact with them, please use the following website and address:
http://www.komentidewater.org/
119 S. Witchduck Rd., Suite 85
Virginia Beach, VA 23462

9 comments:

Martha Eskuchen said...

Nancy - This is a very wonderful project! Thanks for letting me be part of it at my blog!

Molly said...

A truly wonderful cause!!! You are doing a wonderful thing!!! Blessings!

apple blossom said...

No better cause. Thanks

booklover0226 said...

Thank you for supporting such a wonderful cause.

Breast cancer runs in my family so this is very near and dear to me.

Thanks,
Tracey D

Nancy said...

My gracious thank you all so much for the pat on the back. My mother and her sisters all had it. I guess in a way I'm doing this for me as well.
Thank you for your support. Know too, that Red Rose Publishing is having a Black Friday Sale so you might get some bargains as well. Good Luck to all of you on the drawing. Happy Holidays.

housemouse88 said...

Thank you for supporting such a worthy cause. My mother is a survivor of cancer. Have a great day.

Nancy said...

House house 88,

Give your mother a hug for me and tell her she's a hero and keep fighting and educating all the women you know to get those breast exams.

Nancy

Anonymous said...

Great to see the proceeds of your book going to such a great cause.

Nancy said...

Thanks Wanda.

Nancy

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