High Rise - Softcover

Ramos, Donna

 
9781418404970: High Rise

Synopsis

HIGH RISE is a fast-paced, fun, sometimes gritty story about 3 women, at different stages in their lives. It delves deep into your heart eliciting numerous strong emotions as you experience all their joys, heartbreaks, devastation, pain and rebirth. You'll relive a few of your own as you identify with these women. Apartment 13A is a young single African-American woman, Cheyenne Davis who falls in love with a younger African-American man, Brandon Williams. Apartment 9J is an Italian-American couple, Joe is a second generation fireman, Connie is a stay-at-home mom to their 6-year-old daughter Tiffani. The Lauriello's are struggling with their unhappy, often too physical marriage. Apartment 27D is a young African-American secretary Michele Jones who becomes involved with an Irish-Scottish Junior Executive Mark Karelle at the bank they both work at on Wall Street. These 3 women live in the same high rise apartment building in New York and have never met, but they have more in common than they will ever know. They will each experience the same circumstance but all with a completely different outcome. Which one(s) make it out of their predicament unscathed? Let's peel back the walls of Tiffany Towers, look inside and see what happens!

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About the Author

Donna Michele Ramos is a transplanted New York native who has been a Californian for the last 17 years. She attended Fordham University, Rosehill Campus, Bronx, NY in the 80's but did not graduate college CSUS Sacramento until Spring 2000. A proud accomplishment, showing it's never too late. She is the mother of a son and a daughter, and the grandmother of four little ones, 3 girls (including a set of identical twins) and 1 boy. She enjoys playing and spending time with them as often as possible. She is a civil service employee and has been for 16 years. Donna has been writing since the fourth grade, she started with children's stories. An avid reader, who also loves traveling, she writes when the mood hits her; pretty often. There are several more manuscripts waiting in the wings to be published. This is her first self-published novel. There are two children's books on the back burner also. There's definitely much more, be on the look out. She will be releasing her second novel "Borrowed Time", her first Historical Romance set during the Civil War in Fall 2005. To whet your appetite, read the Epilogue of this novel.

She loves hearing from readers: Email her at kamea77@aol.com with comments and to get advance notice of the release dates of her new books and book signings, she would love to meet you.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

Ladies, we are all Princesses. If fate doesn't have him ready for us yet, (I'm with you ladies, I'm still waiting for mine) someday our prince will come...

"Cheyenne come on the water's going to get cold."
"O.K. crybaby, I'm coming."

Opening the door, Cheyenne doubles over laughing as Brandon sits enveloped in bubbles, with bubbles floating in the air.

"Are you going to stand there and laugh or help an injured man wash his back?"
"I thought you were supposed to be soaking your knee not taking a bubble bath," laughs Cheyenne.
"I'm multi-tasking."

Leaning over Cheyenne takes the wash cloth from Brandon and scrubs his broad back, silently mesmerized by the muscles, wondering what it would feel like to hug that strong back. "I'd better get out of here, this man is too beautiful, too sexy. You've got to know your limitations." She clears her throat.

"Your back's finished Brandon. I'll be in the living room." She gets as far as putting her hand on the door knob.

"Wait a minute. Cheyenne what was so funny when you came in here?"
"Funny? Oh it was seeing a big doofus like you sitting in a tub full of bubbles, like some girlyman..."
"Doofus? Girlyman" chokes Brandon sneakily grabbing Cheyenne, "I ought to..."

Cheyenne stops laughing realizing what Brandon has in mind, when she feels his hand on her thigh.

"No, no Brandon you heard me wrong. I didn't say doofus, I said dude, a big dude."
As his hand tightens around her leg, Brandon says "It's too late Cheyenne, too late. Now you have to come clean.
"There's a huge splash cutting off her last word, water flies everywhere. Now there's more water on the floor than in the tub. Cheyenne shoots up out of the water, sputtering and laughing.

"I can't even be mad with you, that was too funny."
"I know I'm the Trickster, don't ever forget, I love playing jokes on the servants."
"The servants?"
"You did wash my back didn't you?"
"Oh so instead of doing a friend, a broken down friend I might add a favor, now I'm a servant?"
"Pretty much."
They look at each other, trying to keep straight faces but neither is any good at it. They dissolve into a fit of laughter. Laughing until she feels like her sides will burst, Cheyenne collapses against Brandon who is laughing just as hard as her. She finally stops laughing but still can't catch her breath; Brandon is busy taking it away with a long, searing kiss.

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