Penelope Ward

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... Don't say her name. That was the one rule my bandmates followed, because they knew how much it messed me up to think about her, especially on tour. My ex, Nicole. The one who got away and the woman who still owned every piece of my heart. After our divorce, I threw myself into the rock scene, trying to forget my heartbreak. Three years after we split, a phone call from Nicole changed everything. She told me her grandmother wasn't doing well. Mimi was still family to me, and she apparently had one wish before dying: to spend time with us-Nicole and me. With Mimi's caretaker away on vacation, it would be the ideal time for us to move in with her for a couple of weeks. Of course, I couldn't refuse. But there was a catch. Nicole apparently never told her that we'd gotten a divorce. She hadn't believed Mimi could handle it, because her grandmother loved me so much. So, not only would I have to see Nicole again, but I'd be pretending to still be her husband. Two weeks in a tiny house in a small town with the woman who broke my heart. Or was it me who broke hers? It was complicated. And it was about to be a heck of a lot more complicated sharing one bed in the guest room with a woman who wasn't mine anymore.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a steamy second chance romance, with brand-new bonus content that readers will not want to miss.***Amelia hasn't seen her childhood best friend Justin since she broke his heart as a teenager, but when she arrives at the beach house her grandmother left to both of them, she finds Justin staying there too…and he hates her guts. Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be a dream come true, right? Not when it’s Justin Banks, Amelia’s former best friend and the only man she’s ever loved…who now hates her. When her grandmother died and left Amelia half a beach house on Aquidneck Island, there was a catch: the other half would go to the boy she helped raise. The same boy who turned into the teenager whose heart Amelia broke years ago. The same teenager who’s now a man with a hard body and a hard-ass personality to match. Amelia hasn’t seen Justin in years, but neither one is willing to give up the house – which means they’re living together, at least for the summer. The worst part? Justin didn’t come alone. But there’s a very thin line between love and hate. And beneath Justin’s sharp edges, the boy she knew is still there, and so is their connection. The problem is, now that Amelia can’t have Justin, she’s never wanted him more. This edition includes new content from Justin’s POV, offering further insight into the characters of this charming enemies to lovers romance. TropesSecond Chance RomanceEnemies to LoversSpicy RomanceForced Proximity

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a steamy, slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, second-chance contemporary romance. Amelia hasn't seen her childhood best friend Justin since she broke his heart as a teenager, but when she arrives at the beach house her grandmother left to both of them, she finds Justin staying there too...and he hates her guts. Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be a dream come true, right? Not when it's Justin Banks, Amelia's former best friend and the only man she's ever loved...who now hates her. When Amelia's grandmother died and left her half of her beach house on Aquidneck Island, there was a catch: the other half would go to the boy she helped raise. The same boy who turned into the teenager whose heart Amelia broke years ago. The same teenager who's now a man with a hard body and a hard-ass personality to match. Amelia hasn't seen Justin in years, but neither one is willing to give up the house--which means they're living together, at least for the summer. The worst part? Justin didn't come alone. But there's a very thin line between love and hate. And beneath Justin's sharp edges, the boy she knew is still there, and so is their connection. The problem is, now that Amelia can't have Justin, she's never wanted him more.*Includes NEW bonus content from Justin's POV Rave reviews: "A mix of crazy intense angst and the most heartwarming love story you can imagine." -- Goodreads review"I laughed, I cried, I swooned, I swore, and my heart melted over and over again." -- Goodreads review"I could not get enough of this couple " -- Goodreads review"This is the kind of read that you'll have to devour in one sitting. Trust me, people. It is THAT good." -- Goodreads review"If you have a weakness for those sexy soulful musician types, Justin will ring ALL your bells. 10 times over." -- Goodreads review

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Eine neuer, unabh ngiger Roman von der New York Times Bestsellerautorin Penelope WardABBY: Ich verliebe mich in den Vater, dessen Baby ich in mir trage. Doch das Problem ist: Es ist nicht mein Baby. Und der gr blerische Witwer ist nicht auf der Suche nach einer langfristigen Beziehung. Als Leihmutter habe ich mich bereit erkl rt, nur bis zur Geburt in England zu bleiben. Zu Beginn schien der Mann genauso anma end zu sein wie sein Name: Sigmund Benedictus. Er und ich gerieten immer wieder aneinander. Sig zweifelte meine Absichten an und warf mir vor, nur an dem Geld interessiert zu sein. Doch langsam lernte er, mir zu vertrauen. Er wurde sogar besch tzerisch. Im Laufe der Zeit verwandelte unsere Feindseligkeit sich in brodelnde Anziehung. Ich verliebte mich in ihn. Doch meine Zeit hier war begrenzt. Ich musste mein Herz vor dem umwerfend tollen, lteren Mann besch tzen, der es mir am Ende brechen w rde. SIG: Als meine Schwiegereltern mir erz hlten, dass sie die Eier meiner toten Frau benutzen wollten, um ein Enkelkind zu zeugen, war ich mit dieser Idee nicht sofort einverstanden. Sie schworen, dass Britney ihnen noch auf dem Sterbebett anvertraut h tte, dass dies ihr Wunsch sei - doch nur wenn ich der Vater des Babys w re. Ihre Eltern versprachen mir, dass sie das Kind gro ziehen w rden. Entgegen meiner berzeugung willigte ich ein. Ich nahm mir jedoch fest vor, mein Herz au en vor zu lassen. Ich w rde auch weiterhin so tun, als w rde das alles nicht geschehen, und das leere, einsame Leben f hren, an das ich mich w hrend der letzten f nf Jahre seit Britneys Tod gew hnt hatte. Und trotz der Tatsache, dass eine bestimmte junge Amerikanerin mit Namen Abby Knickerbocker Dinge in mir erweckt hatte, die ich l ngst f r tot gehalten hatte ... w rde ich mich ganz bestimmt nicht in die Leihmutter verlieben.

THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER THAT STARTED A PHENOMENON... A COMPLETE STANDALONE. You're not supposed to want the one who torments you. When my stepbrother, Elec, came to live with us my senior year, I wasn't prepared for how much of a jerk he'd be. I hated that he took it out on me because he didn't want to be here. I hated that he brought girls from our high school back to his room. But what I hated the most was the unwanted way my body reacted to him. At first, I thought all he had going for him were his rock-hard tattooed abs and chiseled face. But things started changing between us, and it all came to a head one night. Then, just as quickly as he'd come into my life, he was gone back to California. It had been years since I'd seen Elec. When tragedy struck our family, I'd have to face him again. And holy hell, the teenager who made me crazy was now a man that drove me insane. I had a feeling my heart was about to get broken again. Stepbrother Dearest is a standalone novel.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... No one but me knew why I was actually in the California desert that day. Nestled deep within the desolate, rocky area was a recording studio. When a door suddenly opened, a man mistook me for someone he was supposed to be interviewing for a job. The next thing I knew, I was whisked inside. The position? An assistant on the upcoming tour for one of America's most famous rock bands. Pretty exciting opportunity for a twenty-two-year-old, just out of college. Not surprisingly, I bombed the interview. When I ended up mistakenly walking into the men's room on my way out, I struck up a conversation with a stranger-not realizing it was the lead singer, Tristan Daltrey. He seemed to like the fact that I had no idea who he was, that I saw him as a normal person. That night, I got a call offering me the job. So began my complicated story with Tristan. Millions of women loved him. Yet for some reason, after the shows, he only wanted to hang out with me. Late-night talks. Casual dinners in his hotel room. I wasn't supposed to be fraternizing with the band's frontman. Despite our fifteen-year age difference, Tristan and I had a connection. But I had a secret. One that would eventually lead to my leaving the tour. And one that would lead Tristan and the band straight to the small town where I came from.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... No one but me knew why I was actually in the California desert that day. Nestled deep within the desolate, rocky area was a recording studio. When a door suddenly opened, a man mistook me for someone he was supposed to be interviewing for a job. The next thing I knew, I was whisked inside. The position? An assistant on the upcoming tour for one of America's most famous rock bands. Pretty exciting opportunity for a twenty-two-year-old, just out of college. Not surprisingly, I bombed the interview. When I ended up mistakenly walking into the men's room on my way out, I struck up a conversation with a stranger-not realizing it was the lead singer, Tristan Daltrey. He seemed to like the fact that I had no idea who he was, that I saw him as a normal person. That night, I got a call offering me the job. So began my complicated story with Tristan. Millions of women loved him. Yet for some reason, after the shows, he only wanted to hang out with me. Late-night talks. Casual dinners in his hotel room. I wasn't supposed to be fraternizing with the band's frontman. Despite our fifteen-year age difference, Tristan and I had a connection. But I had a secret. One that would eventually lead to my leaving the tour. And one that would lead Tristan and the band straight to the small town where I came from.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... No one but me knew why I was actually in the California desert that day. Nestled deep within the desolate, rocky area was a recording studio. When a door suddenly opened, a man mistook me for someone he was supposed to be interviewing for a job. The next thing I knew, I was whisked inside. The position? An assistant on the upcoming tour for one of America's most famous rock bands. Pretty exciting opportunity for a twenty-two-year-old, just out of college. Not surprisingly, I bombed the interview. When I ended up mistakenly walking into the men's room on my way out, I struck up a conversation with a stranger-not realizing it was the lead singer, Tristan Daltrey. He seemed to like the fact that I had no idea who he was, that I saw him as a normal person. That night, I got a call offering me the job. So began my complicated story with Tristan. Millions of women loved him. Yet for some reason, after the shows, he only wanted to hang out with me. Late-night talks. Casual dinners in his hotel room. I wasn't supposed to be fraternizing with the band's frontman. Despite our fifteen-year age difference, Tristan and I had a connection. But I had a secret. One that would eventually lead to my leaving the tour. And one that would lead Tristan and the band straight to the small town where I came from.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... No one but me knew why I was actually in the California desert that day. Nestled deep within the desolate, rocky area was a recording studio. When a door suddenly opened, a man mistook me for someone he was supposed to be interviewing for a job. The next thing I knew, I was whisked inside. The position? An assistant on the upcoming tour for one of America's most famous rock bands. Pretty exciting opportunity for a twenty-two-year-old, just out of college. Not surprisingly, I bombed the interview. When I ended up mistakenly walking into the men's room on my way out, I struck up a conversation with a stranger-not realizing it was the lead singer, Tristan Daltrey. He seemed to like the fact that I had no idea who he was, that I saw him as a normal person. That night, I got a call offering me the job. So began my complicated story with Tristan. Millions of women loved him. Yet for some reason, after the shows, he only wanted to hang out with me. Late-night talks. Casual dinners in his hotel room. I wasn't supposed to be fraternizing with the band's frontman. Despite our fifteen-year age difference, Tristan and I had a connection. But I had a secret. One that would eventually lead to my leaving the tour. And one that would lead Tristan and the band straight to the small town where I came from.

Vi Keeland et Penelope Ward, autrices de best-sellers au classement du New York Times, reviennent avec une romance contemporaine dans ce nouveau standalone. Tout a commenc lorsque j'ai organis une petite soir e avec l'ensemble de mes nouvelles amies. Enfin, amies n'est peut- tre pas le terme appropri , puisque les invit es taient toutes les femmes avec lesquelles mon petit copain discutait derri re mon dos. Quand l'invit d'honneur est arriv - celui qui est d sormais mon ex -, la situation a tourn au vinaigre... Malheureusement, un inconnu a assist toute la sc ne. Je n' tais pas d'humeur ce soir-l , alors j'ai fini par m'en prendre aussi ce type s duisant. Comme si ma soir e n' tait pas d j assez horrible, il m'a r v l qu'il tait en r alit mon propri taire, avant de partir pr cipitamment. Colby Lennon, ainsi que trois de ses amis, poss dent l'immeuble dans lequel mon salon de tatouage est situ . Il est mon exact oppos . Il porte une cravate, respire la confiance en lui force de voir les femmes tomber ses pieds depuis des ann es, et il n'a pas peur de dire ce qu'il d sire - savoir moi, ces derniers temps. Je m'en veux d' tre attir e par lui. Surtout que je suis cens e respecter une pause sentimentale que je me suis impos e moi-m me. Pourtant, c'est comme si nous ne pouvions pas rester loin l'un de l'autre. Nous avons commenc passer du temps ensemble, en tant qu'amis. Je suis m me all e jusqu' inventer des r gles pour ce qu'il appelle nos non-rencards . Mais un jour, notre attirance incontr lable finit par prendre le dessus, et nos r solutions s'envolent. J'ai baiss la garde et commenc tomber amoureuse de Colby. Rien n'aurait pu me pr parer ce que j'allais vivre avec lui, et je n'avais certainement pas anticip l' tat dans lequel j'allais me retrouver quand tout serait termin . Mais toutes les bonnes choses ont une fin, pas vrai ? Sauf que cette fin-l , je ne l'avais pas vue venir.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... ABBY: I'm falling for the father of the baby I'm carrying. The problem is: it's not my baby. And the broody widower is not looking for a long-term partner. As a surrogate, the deal was that I'd only be in England long enough to give birth. At first, the man seemed as pretentious as his name: Sigmund Benedictus. He and I butted heads. Sig challenged my intentions, accused me of just wanting to do this for the money. Gradually, he learned to trust me. He even became protective. Over time, our heated animosity turned into fiery chemistry. I was falling in love with him. But my time here had a limit. I needed to protect my heart from the devastatingly gorgeous older man who'd end up breaking it. SIG: When my in-laws told me they wanted to use my dead wife's eggs to conceive a grandchild, I wasn't immediately on board. They swore that on her deathbed Britney told them it was what she wanted-but only if I fathered the baby. Her parents insisted they would be the ones to raise it. Against my better judgment, I agreed. I vowed to keep my heart out of it, though. I'd continue to pretend it wasn't happening and live the empty, single life I'd become accustomed to the past five years since Britney died. And despite the fact that a certain younger American named Abby Knickerbocker had awakened things inside me that I thought were long dead... I most certainly wouldn't fall in love with the surrogate.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward comes a new, STANDALONE novel... ABBY: I'm falling for the father of the baby I'm carrying. The problem is: it's not my baby. And the broody widower is not looking for a long-term partner. As a surrogate, the deal was that I'd only be in England long enough to give birth. At first, the man seemed as pretentious as his name: Sigmund Benedictus. He and I butted heads. Sig challenged my intentions, accused me of just wanting to do this for the money. Gradually, he learned to trust me. He even became protective. Over time, our heated animosity turned into fiery chemistry. I was falling in love with him. But my time here had a limit. I needed to protect my heart from the devastatingly gorgeous older man who'd end up breaking it. SIG: When my in-laws told me they wanted to use my dead wife's eggs to conceive a grandchild, I wasn't immediately on board. They swore that on her deathbed Britney told them it was what she wanted-but only if I fathered the baby. Her parents insisted they would be the ones to raise it. Against my better judgment, I agreed. I vowed to keep my heart out of it, though. I'd continue to pretend it wasn't happening and live the empty, single life I'd become accustomed to the past five years since Britney died. And despite the fact that a certain younger American named Abby Knickerbocker had awakened things inside me that I thought were long dead... I most certainly wouldn't fall in love with the surrogate.