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The Perfect Storm. . . . Book 1

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Hi, my name is Stormy Foster, my life has been a twist of events. I was born in Philly but thanks to my dad's job we now have to move to Pittsburgh. Upon moving to Pittsburgh I am finding out all that I have known and been told has been nothing but lies.

Now I find myself on a path that life never prepared me for. Finding the love of my life,  finding out I am the granddaughter to one of Pittsburgh most notorious and dangerous gangsters. 


I must get to the bottom of my history before it destroys me,  my present is a huge fog I must see my way thru. In order for my future to have a chance. It just seems very time I turn around , I'm finding out something new. I must weed thru their truths that I'm finding out is nothing but  lies and cover ups!  My biggest challenge is facing a nightmare that has haunted me all my life. I must be my own hero if I am to survive. No one can save me from what haunts my soul but me. 

With the help of my love, his homie and his boss, I'm about to embark on a dark and mysterious journey to find out who I really. I will discover I'm stronger than I ever thought I was.


The young girl I use to be is now someone I never knew I could become... I just fear when I learn the truth I could loose the man I love. There is a reason why they call me Stormy and they are about to find out why.All Rights Reserved

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I was so damn naive it's no wonder I've ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I'd begun to understand the depths of his betrayal. It's a sad truth I didn't marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I'm honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he'd fill the void Lucas-my first love-left behind. Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I've walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life's harshest lesson... I'm not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me. Especially now. Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband's enemies, I'm forced to face one final bit of truth. Much like love, hope is for the weak. I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made.