How we love Stormy weather.
How we hate Adolph Frump.
He fucked Stormy Daniels. And She now fucks him. Hard.
St. Martin’s Press spotlights Stormy on October 2, when it releases Full Disclosure ($27.99), Stormy Daniels’ memoir. She and the book will really fuck the bastard: The book will be published simultaneously in the UK, Australia, South Africa and India, and in hardcover, ebook and audio formats.
She was already well-known in some circles before March 6, 2018, but that’s probably the ﬁrst time you heard the name Stormy Daniels. That’s the day she filed a lawsuit against the prick over a nondisclosure agreement negotiated before the election but never signed.
Now the woman referred to in The New York Times opinion pages as “Stormy Daniels, Feminist Hero” and “Joan of Arc,” and in Rolling Stone as “the hero America needs,” tells her whole story for the ﬁrst time. In Full Disclosure, she shares everything about how she came to be a leading actress and director in the adult ﬁlm business, the full truth about her journey from a rough childhood in Louisiana onto the national stage, and the events that led to the nondisclosure agreement and the behind-the-scenes attempts to intimidate her.
In Full Disclosure, Daniels is funny, sharp, warm, and impassioned by turns. “I own my story and the choices I made,” she writes. “They may not be the ones you would have made, but I stand by them.”