What are you doing the rest of your life…rang in Diandra’s Rossi’s head and heart the entire first-class flight from NY to Florida. It was early January, freezing and exhausted after 30 days straight of working back-to-back jobs. Her parents were in Florida for the winter. After the bombshell that her husband, Nico dropped on her that morning she packed a bag and headed to Kennedy Airport. Her dreams were all coming true, she had made it in NY, as Frank coined. At least she thought so until this morning. She found her soulmate from a blind date, had successfully launched her own clothing line last year, and just opened a NYC flagship store.

 

Could she really be leaving her entire world behind in a cloud of pink dust?

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About to be 29, Diandra’s life was total uncertainty. Her marriage was being tested, her career in jeopardy and maybe the ability to have children could be a distant memory if she could not come to terms with Nico’s revelation. She made the choice to get out of town, leaving him with a note. Hoping he would follow her to the land filled with sunshine, sandy beaches and opportunity so they could work things out. They could do anything together…but would he? 

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Her marriage was never a marriage, yes, she had the perfect pink engagement ring, the gorgeous blush designer gown, the country club wedding, the honeymoon in sunny Italy. But she never imagined life would be joined at the hip with his entire family. Nico being the only son with 3 spoiled sisters, a mother who thought she was Princess Grace, only without monarchy money, a compulsive gambler for a father and an errand boy for the Brooklyn mob. Nico was decreed to be the bread winner; this was not the life she signed up for.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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They say finding love later in life comes with baggage. Little did Dianna Richard’s know how many bags one could carry. After three years of being single in her early 30’s, still spunky and sexy. She takes a chance on a blind date that was a referral from one of her clients. The two-hour coffee meet- up then becomes lunch with bubbly and could have been dinner and no telling what else…had she not had previous plans. Their chemistry was magnetic. Nate, with his piercing blue eyes, striking refined features at 39 he was a welcome sight. He shined with his killer smile and strong hands along with those Ferragamo loafers, he made a quite the first impression.

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​Their conversation was so easy. They could have talked all day and night. He appeared to be the soul mate she had been waiting for all these years. Handsome, sexy, and financially secure, a refreshing combination! When they finally said goodbye, it was that first mouthwatering, leg lifting kiss that sent butterflies fluttering through her tummy.

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​Dianna’s love affair and roller coaster life with Nate takes her down a path she did not see coming. How do you identify or try to understand a Sociopath? ​Could a childhood tragedy claim the life of someone who was never treated for the trauma they encountered so young?

Her big 40 is just a few days away, Dena Rosa is finally in a place that feels like home. or so it seems...the charming Hallmark town of Winter Parc embraced all 5’ of her feisty and determined will. Thrust into the limelight, she becomes a big fish in a little pond in one short year. The one thing missing was that special someone to share it with and complete her new world...and then one day Winter Parc’s most eligible bachelor walked through the door of her Parc Place boutique.

 

Teddy Morehouse was Winter Parc’s bad boy, a former race car driver with a great head of wavy hair, always impeccably dressed, and the allure of a Clark Gable including… the attitude. Their attraction was magnetic...Dena was enamored with everything about him, from his killer smile to his piercing blue eyes. His insatiable smell made you want to… Teddy was impressed by her spunk and sexy petite look. A set up dinner date arranged by Dena’s friend Larissa led to a fairytale love affair, overcoming their 14-year age difference...his estranged wife, Natalie who would not let him go and his namesake daughter Teddie and all her antics.

 

She was so looking forward to the weekend and sharing her milestone birthday with family and friends until the call came in that it was rainy roses in the boutique, and she needed to get there pronto.

Life was not the love affair it had been for the past 5 years for Dena Rosa. Teddy’s impending divorce, reigniting a racing career and traveling for it had put a strain on their relationship. Could she face the fact that they may be drifting apart? Well, it’s now or never…curiosity was getting the best of her. Alone in the house… after pacing for a few minutes, she decided she could handle whatever she may find in his briefcase left behind. But what she found was beyond any of the scenarios she had running through her mind…

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 The fairytale life Dena Rosa had fallen into for the better part of 5 years starts to unravel, the life that Dena thought was her’s was changing before she could realize what was happening. She was a runaway train…Dena was warned about taking on Winter Parc’s most reckless gentleman…little did she know the length of cold and callousness his thorns could unleash.

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 This was her wakeup call… She was caught up in a relationship that had just thrown her a major curveball and truly didn’t know which way to turn or how she could have been so blind. Could she allow Teddy back after he all that he put her through.

Did you ever wonder what goes through the mind of someone after a debilitating stroke?  No one expected she would make it through the night, not even the priest that administered last rights.

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Ariana Reece’s life was coined “She was never satisfied “by her oldest daughter Danella.  She was a stunning woman even into her later years. Photogenic until the end, the peacefulness was so evident as she was waiting to die. But why did it take her 8 days? The priest had his theories, close friends and relatives had theirs. It was the introduction to Fathers protegee that Danella was pushed to try and understand those 8 days and fell in love with the soon to be Deacon Gabrielle.

Ariana’s looks were unlike her three sisters, from her facial structure to her stunning figure and hairstyle ala Ava Gardner.  Everyone said she was the milkman’s daughter. She always thought the grass was greener and, in her hometown, there was a lot of green grass. She could not wait to get out of life on a farm, milking cows and feeding pigs was soon to be a distant memory. She craved the modern conveniences a big city could offer, including the allure and its glamour. Not soon after throwing her cap in the air after graduating from high school, she packed her belongings and headed north on the Greyhound bus destined for Harbor Springs. Searching for the ultimate dream, an exciting job and a handsome husband. Her sister’s thought she had lost her mind…gone mad to just get on a bus destined for the unknown and all alone. Little did they know the power of her will and determination.

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She injected Danella with that same fierce spirit to find a career that she would not need a man or be dependent on a husband…and she could do or have anything she wanted…but why?

South Florida in late September was a scorcher and today was no different. Finally getting her head out of the sand Donatella was to meet with Sofia Vittore, Vice President of the local Italian Charity for a coffee. They agreed to meet at Starbucks, but both confused the street. After a quick cell call, they finally connected. It was chemistry with a capital C. Her beauty was breathtaking, perfectly coiffed silver hair, stature and poise that was remarkable and the spunk of a 30-year-old. Little did she know that meeting this most amazing woman of 83 years old over a cappuccino would someday lead Donatella to sharing the inspiration, wisdom and love Sofia restored in her with the world. Donatella and Sofia connected immediately; she became Donatella’s guardian angel. They began a friendship like no other, she was the Florida daughter Sofia was missing and to Donatella she was the mother she never had in her own. This tale of passion, persistence, patience and hope restored the desire to fight for her life and love again.

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​A few months into her 45th year, Donatella was still trying to recover from the only man that had ever truly broke her heart and left her. It was overwhelming to get her lifepath back on some course that would bring a sense of purpose. She had just returned to south Florida after walking away from her world and selling her business. Alone and childless was like a death sentence to Donatella at her age... until Sofia and her husband Peter introduced her to Lorenzo.

With a name like Dalia Diamond, she always thought she should have been a Tiffany model for diamonds! A challenging year after the crash of the housing market, Dalia needs a job. She was the queen of the most elusive and exclusive jewelry establishment in Palm Shores… until the owner was indicted for embezzling. Needing a change of scenery, she heads to NYC and perhaps with some luck, landing a job at the ultimate jewelry store in the world.

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 It's fall and NYC is bustling with the elegance she missed living in Florida. Men in suits and cashmere coats, women in the ubiquitous LBD, pearls and fur. Making her way to 5th Avenue from the fabulous Phillip Stark Royalton Hotel, she has decided to take herself into Tiffany’s with the hope that the perfect dream job will be waiting for her. The store is busy for Tuesday at 4, a security man greets her at the door. She decided to take it all in slow as she made her way to the top floor of Human Resources. Dalia stops on the estate jewelry floor and is in awe of the pearl and diamond necklace behind the glass. Turning to continue her way around the floor she is stopped by a very tall sexy, handsome man who could not help but complement her classic look and jewelry. Hello, I am Michael, the CEO. Chatting for thirty minutes and committing to dinner with him she then whisked off to HR for possibly the opportunity of a lifetime.

Her friends and family had heard her mantra over and over for years…I came in 59 and I shall go out with dignity at 59. Davina Donavan was soon to be 59 in less than one short year. She did not want to get old, ugly or unhealthy. Never wanting a surprise birthday party all her life, she agreed to one at 59, should her family deem it. Her 58 years had been amazing, she still had the good looks she was born with, her spunky personality and a smile that was contagious. Always knowing that she wanted to design shoes. In 10 short years she achieved a renowned career and had her namesake worldwide. A husband that she was introduced to at a dinner party so many years ago that she still adored, 6 beautiful children and 3 precious grandchildren. Why would she still entertain that voice in her head after all these years and all that she accomplished, let alone all the lives she touched with her magical persona.

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​It was that fateful day finding out that she had the big C that sent her into a tailspin…reality check! This was her perfect way out, she first thought. Keeping the diagnosis a secret for over a month from everyone, from her husband and children to her best friend Maria. She thought she could hide her slowdown, her paleness and her irritability. It was only after landing at Kennedy airport after a 3-day shoe show in Milan, feeling like she could die at any moment that she broke down. When the taxi dropped her off at home, she made the call and let her family in on the secret she had carried around for the last month.

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​Could they convince her to take the steps she needed for treatment, or would she stick to her mantra?