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in a contemporary dramatic style, DANIELLE is a passionate,
fast-paced, modern drama, depicting the evolutionary journey of a
private, sensitive, professional career woman. The story line,
albeit sometimes enacted in the spotlight, could be a study in
the game of Mother May I? The main character, Danielle Stanhope,
appears to take two career strides forward, yet her personal
momentum, at times, seems to be on a backward slide of 3-4 steps.
In this realistic, suspenseful tale of constant change, the
reader is taken on a phenomenal journey not only into the private
lives of the average person, but is catapulted into the realm of
the world's privileged. However, this sometimes bittersweet saga
is no superficial treatment of the jet-setting glitz and glamour
clique by any means.
Lovely, flaxen-haired Danielle Stanhope spends many days
jet-setting all over the globe, while simultaneously looking over
her shoulder for stalkers or perpetrators of that same ilk. Too
many written and phoned death threats have created havoc in her
otherwise peaceful existence. She has been forcefully pushed into
the world of politics, the media and the entertainment industry;
yet still remains an enigma to even those closest to her.
The daughter of a powerful governor, she inherits a tidy sum from
her grandmother and decides it's time to cut the apron strings.A
young divorcee, she gathers up her three young daughters and
moves from the San Francisco Bay Area to Carefree, Arizona where
a career as a news anchor and investigative reporter awaits her
On assignment, ala Hard Copy mode, she interviews a world renown
psychic for the small screen, then gets glowing prophecies for
her own personal future. As with most women, she's promised the
ultimate love of her life, her soul mate, but, she's only given
one seemingly insignificant clue as to this person's identity.
Many men appear in her life, acting as catalysts for events that
would try the most patient of mankind. Do any of these men
qualify as the recipient of Ms. Stanhope's fairytale sequestered
Good looking and intellectual, the
- Young, influential, charismatic and married; he's on a one-way
street to the White House. Is he too obsessed with his career to
fulfill his promises? Why did Ms. Stanhope even let him enter her
periphery? And could he be the lovely Danielle's nemesis?
- Rich and sinfully handsome, this tall, dark and charming
Parisian is a Formula I, Grand-Prix racer. He is mesmerized when
he discovers Danielle singing on a
- A wealthy, debonair European; he's a businessman with vast
interests in the U.S., Lisbon, Zurich, Paris and London Why does
he just happen to attend the same events as she? Is he watching
This offering has a full cast of interesting characters. Besides
the mystery and suspense, those romantic readers will examine
each dedicated suitor, searching out the identity of Danielle's
male counterpart, her soul mate. Does she ever find her soul
mate? I’ll never tell here. Who’s behind the death threats?
Anyone? From the sun-kissed state of
novel is definitely 21st century material. The scenario
relates a depiction of what is touching women all over
globe, their innate desire for sovereignty. How can today's
achieve equality---in all respects---in a world that has
dominated by the male of the species since the inception
Yet, there is still that inherent yearning for a counterpart.
and romance has been a dominant theme from the beginning
The Garden of Eden portrayed its tale. For who are we,
as homo sapiens, without that vital human touch? Without
life breathing essence we, as a species, are reduced to
androids, performing by rote. Most people, intrinsically,
to believe that God created a unique and special complement
him or her alone. The popular cultural buzz word for this
counterpart can be aptly described as the "soul mate"
flame." Thus, the subliminal search is on.
This work represents all women in their search for independence
the fulfillment of that inherent yearning. Both desires
examined and ultimately realized within the text of DANIELLE
With much depth and underlying messages regarding all
relationships this book embodies every facet of emotion. It
also embraces the totality: the
facade and the intrinsic essences. But more than that; the book
is a message
radiating hope for all of us after the darkest hour has met its
Stanhope, Mistress of Chateau Chappell, was lost
in deep introspection as she wove her way through the English
rose gardens on her way to the estate's stables. How many
years had it been since her Grandmother's death, she wondered.
Every autumn, her beloved grandmother's memory filled
her senses; they had shared the same birthday and their
had been extraordinarily unique.
had been shocked, stupefied upon learning of Patricia
Adams Stanhope's generous endowment. Her Gram had
secured her immediate financial future, enabling her granddaughter
to escape what the older woman innately understood as bondage. Yet, even with that
. . there had always been those lurking shadows, foreboding dark clouds that lingered just
outside the periphery
of your aura, waiting for the right moment to seep into your consciousness.
Merely remembering some past episodes provoked a shudder
deep inside Danielle's body. However, in that early morning
hour when the dew still lay upon the grass, a tranquility
her and she was at peace.
Saddling her black, Arabian stallion,
her weekly sojourn over the impressive estate. The Manor
and surrounding property consisted of 50,000 wooded acres,
filled with bubbling brooks, fish-stocked ponds, flowering
meadows and a plethora of live game. To the naked eye,
the land appeared to stretch on forever.
She often rode through the spacious clearing that encompassed the
gamekeeper's cottage, frequently calling out to the
vibrant, Italian, Giuseppe. If in residence, he appeared in
doorway, eager to exalt the miracle of newly-born fawns,
family of pheasants nestled in the underbrush.
On that particular morning, Danielle stopped to admire the
quaint little chapel, giving thanks for her many blessings
of writing her check book down to a mere nothing
had never escaped her subconscious. Thankfully, the present
was now the antitheses of the past with its dreadful tribulations,
those tests that crept into a person's life in order to
strengthen the spirit's resolve. In her particular instance,
had inherited more than her fair share of trauma, most of
relegated to the history books . . . thank God!
Her family and a few close friends would appear the very
day to celebrate her birthday. Forty-three, she mused. Her
still ruled and her child-within was intact; her looks
energy belied her chronological age. Only
yesterday, a reassuring FAX had arrived from People Magazine.
Their readership had voted her one of the World's Ten
Most Successful Women, this accolade undoubtedly due to
the fact that her inner brawn equaled that of the exterior
and wisdom. Still, her close intimates declined to proclaim
her perfect, certainly not saintly.
Riding back to the stables, a mischievous smile lit her
face as her eyes fell upon the Rose Garden's pink and white
gazebo. Memories of a past sexual liaison there caused
senses to quicken. Her recollections were amusing now;
the pain had now fallen down some deep, ashen precipice.
Occasionally, a resurgence of the old nightmares occurred,
trepidation filling her with chalky, creaky skeletons threatening
brutalization once again. Her waking hours assuaged
her somewhat, but if the truth were known, a subconscious
flinching existed, an inner-dimensional fear that the
block would, indeed, fall once again.
She loped to the patio under the grape arbor, its white
supporting the fruit-laden vines as they weaved and
twisted through the small, square openings. She had barely
relaxed in a comfy, padded, chaise lounge before she heard
a familiar voice.
She strained to identify which daughter was hailing her.
"Out here," she returned, waving her hand high in the
Suzanne---or more fondly addressed as Suzy---came strolling
around the corner of the stately, manor house. Flopping
down on an opposite lounger, she expelled a heavy sigh.
Eyeing her oldest daughter with a curious interest, Danielle
was totally unprepared for her next utterance. "After
all your hard times, Mom, how did we come to be
so lucky . . .materialistically, that is?"
Her mother was was flabbergasted. "You came all the
out from the city to ask me that?"
"No. I decided to come out early and spend the night.
we could have some quality time, tee-hee."
Her daughter's question. "Let's order some coffee with a
little Kahlua and we'll drink to our blessings," she
suggested. The pressing of a little remote control signaled the
house, and in moments Henri, her secretary, was manifested and
ready to be of service.
"You rang, Madame?" he inquired, tongue-in-cheek. They
old friends and allies. "Could
you have Mattie bring out some coffee and Kahlua,
Henri?" she said, smiling deviously.
Henri saluted and turned back to the house, silently observing
that the Stanhope females were certainly unpredictable.
Sipping their morning concoctions, Danielle said, "Let's
your new boutique, The House of Suzanne, the new millinery
niche for original fashion statements . . . then my Gran,
patron saint of the Stanhope women."
Twenty-two, Suzanne Stanhope had high aspirations in the Fashion
world, her creations already lauded throughout
The ladies raised their dainty coffee cups and said in
"To The House of Suzanne . . . to Patricia Adams Stanhope."
"About your rags to riches story?" Suzy reminded her.
me the whole story this time, Mom. It's long overdue."
"What whole story?"
"Oh, you know . . . how broke you were . . . your struggling
the fear and terror, all the men . . . the weird one, the
one, the really evil one---all the really great sex stuff."
Danielle became exasperated, replying staunchly, "I'm
not going to address anything sexual. But, I can tell
you---in general terms---about the rest."
"Ok." Suzy grinned. "I'll fill in the
"Keep it to yourself, Missy," Danielle responded before
her narration. "It seems only yesterday that I left
drab, small apartment in