Penelope Ward

Class parmi les meilleures ventes du Washington Post et d'Amazon. Vi Keeland et Penelope Ward, autrices de best-sellers au classement du New York Times, reviennent avec une histoire d'amour inattendue ayant commenc par un change entre un gar on et une fille, et qui s'intensifie lorsqu'ils reprennent contact une fois adultes. Je n'avais pas oubli cet homme que je n'avais jamais rencontr . Griffin Quinn tait mon correspondant d'enfance, un gar on britannique qui n'aurait pas pu tre plus diff rent de moi. Au fil des ann es, gr ce des centaines de lettres, nous tions devenus meilleurs amis et avions partag nos secrets les plus sombres et les plus profonds, cr ant ainsi un lien que je pensais indestructible. Jusqu' ce qu'il se brise. Puis une nouvelle lettre est arriv e de mani re inattendue. Une lettre cinglante, contenant huit ans de col re refoul e. Je n'ai eu d'autre choix que de lui avouer pourquoi j'avais cess d' crire. Griffin m'a pardonn , et notre lien de jeunesse s'est en quelque sorte raviv . Seulement, nous sommes aujourd'hui des adultes, et ce lien s'est transform en tincelle. Nos lettres amusantes ont pris un ton plus s ducteur, avant de devenir carr ment enflamm es, r v lant nos fantasmes les plus fous. Alors, il tait logique de passer l' tape sup rieure dans notre relation et de nous rencontrer. Toutefois, Griffin refuse de me voir. Il me demande de lui faire confiance, pr tendant que c'est mieux ainsi. Mais j'en veux plus, je veux Griff en chair et en os, alors j'ai pris un gros risque en partant sa recherche. Les gens ont d j fait des choses bien plus dingues par amour. Cependant, ce que j'y ai d couvert pourrait bien tout changer.

New York Times Bestselling Authors, Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward bring you three sexy short stories to heat up your holidays Sexy ScroogeThe last thing I needed was to share an Uber with Scrooge-a cocky lawyer on a snowy Christmas Eve. It was bad enough I was on my way to court for the gift of eviction. Although maybe today wouldn't turn out so bad after all. The Sexy Scrooge and I started to connect as we trudged our way through a storm. Our ride was about to end. But would I ever see him again? The Merry MistakeNote to self: Ask Santa for glasses this year. When I accidentally mistook a gorgeous man resting outside my building for a homeless person in need of lunch, we got into it. I'd only been trying to do a good deed around the holidays, but he called me righteous. I called him something far worse. If only I didn't have to see him again. But fate had other plans. Kissmas in New YorkIt was just supposed to be a simple kiss with a stranger. I'd done it to prove a point-that I hadn't lost my sense of adventure. But you know what they say about the best laid plans. Maybe I'd get something in my stocking after all this holiday season...

It all started when I hosted a little party for a bunch of new friends. Though "friends" might not be the right word since the invitees were all the women I'd found out my boyfriend was talking to behind my back. When the guest of honor walked in-aka my now ex-things took a turn... Unfortunately, a stranger witnessed the whole blowout. I was in a mood that night and ended up giving this gorgeous guy an attitude, too. As if my night could get any worse, before he stormed off, he informed me he was actually my landlord. Colby Lennon, along with three of his friends, owned the building where my tattoo shop was located. He and I were total opposites. He wore a tie, oozed confidence that came with years of women falling at his feet, and wasn't afraid to say what he wanted, which lately-was me. I hated that I found myself attracted to him. Especially since I was supposed to be on a self-imposed dating hiatus. Yet the two of us couldn't seem to stay away from each other. We started hanging out, as friends. I even went as far as making rules for what he'd dubbed our "undates." But eventually, our explosive attraction became too much to bear, and we broke our resolve. I let my guard down and started to really fall for Colby. Nothing could have prepared me for the ride he took me on. And I certainly wasn't prepared for where I'd wind up when the ride was over. All good things must come to an end, right? Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

It all started when I hosted a little party for a bunch of new friends. Though "friends" might not be the right word since the invitees were all the women I'd found out my boyfriend was talking to behind my back. When the guest of honor walked in-aka my now ex-things took a turn... Unfortunately, a stranger witnessed the whole blowout. I was in a mood that night and ended up giving this gorgeous guy an attitude, too. As if my night could get any worse, before he stormed off, he informed me he was actually my landlord. Colby Lennon, along with three of his friends, owned the building where my tattoo shop was located. He and I were total opposites. He wore a tie, oozed confidence that came with years of women falling at his feet, and wasn't afraid to say what he wanted, which lately-was me. I hated that I found myself attracted to him. Especially since I was supposed to be on a self-imposed dating hiatus. Yet the two of us couldn't seem to stay away from each other. We started hanging out, as friends. I even went as far as making rules for what he'd dubbed our "undates." But eventually, our explosive attraction became too much to bear, and we broke our resolve. I let my guard down and started to really fall for Colby. Nothing could have prepared me for the ride he took me on. And I certainly wasn't prepared for where I'd wind up when the ride was over. All good things must come to an end, right? Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel. The day I showed up to Dax Moody's sprawling home, I had no idea what was coming. As a traveling massage therapist, I was used to entering the houses of strangers. But this assignment was different from any before it. From the outside, I'd correctly assumed the owner was rich. What I didn't realize was that he would be younger than I'd imagined, single, stunningly gorgeous, and mysterious. Despite the fact that Dax had booked a massage, it never actually happened, since our first appointment was unexpectedly cut short by a comedy of errors. Certain I'd never see him again after that day, I'd done nothing but think about the captivating man. To my surprise, he called a second time. That appointment, we talked a lot, developing a stronger connection. But once again, there was no actual massage. The man I now affectionately called "Moody" kept calling me to come back. It took three times before I finally gave him the massage he'd ordered. Let's just say it was challenging to keep things professional. I was extremely attracted to Dax, and by that time, I was falling hard. Eventually, I'd find out why he'd been so aloof, the reason why he and I could never be together. Our story was supposed to end there, but it didn't. Instead, I was left perpetually longing for a forbidden man.

lu livre le plus addictif de l'ann e par Amazon. Class parmi les meilleures ventes du Wall Street Journal, du Washington Post et d'Amazon. Vi Keeland et Penelope Ward, autrices de best-sellers au classement du New York Times, reviennent avec une histoire d'amour inattendue, une histoire de seconde chance entre deux coeurs bris s... Tout a commenc avec un petit mot bleu myst rieux cousu dans une robe de mari e. Quelque chose de bleu. J' tais venue vendre ma propre robe, que je n'avais jamais eu l'occasion de porter, dans une boutique de v tements de seconde main. C'est l que j'ai trouv le fameux quelque chose de vieux d'une autre fianc e. Cousu dans la doublure de cette superbe cr ation, se trouvait le message le plus adorable que j'avais jamais lu: Merci d'avoir r alis tous mes r ves. Le nom de Reed Eastwood tait imprim en relief sur le papier bleu. C' tait manifestement l'homme le plus romantique du monde - et aussi le plus beau, en croire mes recherches. Si seulement mes fantasmes s' taient arr t s l Car depuis, j'ai d couvert autre chose propos de Monsieur Parfait. Il est arrogant, cynique et exigeant. Comment je le sais ? Parce que suite un coup du destin, il est aussi devenu mon nouveau patron. Toutefois, a ne m'emp chera pas de tout faire pour d couvrir l'histoire cach e derri re son dernier mot d'amour. Un mot d'amour qui n'a pas conduit une fin heureuse. Mais tout a n'est rien compar ce qui se passe entre nous. Les choses deviennent plus sexy, belles et surprenantes que tout ce que j'aurais pu imaginer. Quelque chose de neuf. Cependant, j'ignore totalement comment cette histoire va finir...

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel. Reasons why I should not be drawn to Troy Serrano. Number one: He's obnoxious. Number two: He and I were enemies over a decade ago in high school. Number three: He's my friend's ex-boyfriend. I could go on and on, really. When my boss gives me an unwanted assignment and tells me it involves spending time with the grandson of one of our residents-the grandson turns out to be Troy. He's now as successful as he is undeniably handsome. Lucky me. Four hours a week of having to deal with his insufferable personality and unsolicited advice. The only consolation is getting to stare at his annoyingly gorgeous face in between our many arguments. Eventually, though, we slowly warm to each other and our outings become something I actually look forward to. What's happening to me? Apparently, I misunderstood the assignment, because it certainly didn't include thinking about Troy when I close my eyes at night, imagining what it would be like with him-just once. All the while hating myself for fantasizing about a guy who's all wrong for me. A guy whose car I keyed back in the day. (Long story, but he deserved it.)That's all this is-a fantasy. Well, until that one night at the bar. The night Troy and I run into each other, and all of our pent-up frustration comes barreling out. Still, I refuse to accept that it means anything. There's no way the guy I'm supposed to hate is also the one I can't live without.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel. Reasons why I should not be drawn to Troy Serrano. Number one: He's obnoxious. Number two: He and I were enemies over a decade ago in high school. Number three: He's my friend's ex-boyfriend. I could go on and on, really. When my boss gives me an unwanted assignment and tells me it involves spending time with the grandson of one of our residents-the grandson turns out to be Troy. He's now as successful as he is undeniably handsome. Lucky me. Four hours a week of having to deal with his insufferable personality and unsolicited advice. The only consolation is getting to stare at his annoyingly gorgeous face in between our many arguments. Eventually, though, we slowly warm to each other and our outings become something I actually look forward to. What's happening to me? Apparently, I misunderstood the assignment, because it certainly didn't include thinking about Troy when I close my eyes at night, imagining what it would be like with him-just once. All the while hating myself for fantasizing about a guy who's all wrong for me. A guy whose car I keyed back in the day. (Long story, but he deserved it.)That's all this is-a fantasy. Well, until that one night at the bar. The night Troy and I run into each other, and all of our pent-up frustration comes barreling out. Still, I refuse to accept that it means anything. There's no way the guy I'm supposed to hate is also the one I can't live without.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel. The one that got away. Every girl has one, right? Mine was a charming, British aristocrat who turned my world upside down one summer. From the moment I first spotted Leo in the distance through my binoculars, I'd been captivated. I certainly never expected to find a man showering outside of the property across the bay in his birthday suit. Then I noticed his housemate staring back at me with binoculars of his own-watching me watching Leo. That made for an interesting conversation starter when I inevitably ran into them. Turned out, the handsome Brits were only renting that house for the summer in my seaside town. Leo and I formed an instant connection, even though we were technically opposites by all appearances. I taught him how to dig for clams, and he taught me that not all wealthy and powerful guys are pretentious. Despite knowing he was totally wrong for me, I couldn't seem to stay away. It was a wild and crazy few months. And before I knew it, we'd fallen in love. We both had one wish: more time together. But Leo had obligations back home. He lived a life I'd never fit into. And I was going to law school. So, we decided to end it and never look back. A part of me always felt like I'd let my soulmate walk away. I believed our story was over. Until five years later when he sent me a letter that shook me to my core. I'd thought my world was turned upside down that first summer? Well, I knew nothing yet.

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel. The one that got away. Every girl has one, right? Mine was a charming, British aristocrat who turned my world upside down one summer. From the moment I first spotted Leo in the distance through my binoculars, I'd been captivated. I certainly never expected to find a man showering outside of the property across the bay in his birthday suit. Then I noticed his housemate staring back at me with binoculars of his own-watching me watching Leo. That made for an interesting conversation starter when I inevitably ran into them. Turned out, the handsome Brits were only renting that house for the summer in my seaside town. Leo and I formed an instant connection, even though we were technically opposites by all appearances. I taught him how to dig for clams, and he taught me that not all wealthy and powerful guys are pretentious. Despite knowing he was totally wrong for me, I couldn't seem to stay away. It was a wild and crazy few months. And before I knew it, we'd fallen in love. We both had one wish: more time together. But Leo had obligations back home. He lived a life I'd never fit into. And I was going to law school. So, we decided to end it and never look back. A part of me always felt like I'd let my soulmate walk away. I believed our story was over. Until five years later when he sent me a letter that shook me to my core. I'd thought my world was turned upside down that first summer? Well, I knew nothing yet.

Finding a good roommate through a classified ad isn't as easy as it sounds. I was starting to lose hope. Until a knock at my door came and God answered my prayers. Except...uh...wrong prayer, God. I'd definitely requested the big guy find me a drop-dead gorgeous man on more than one occasion...just not as my roommate. Declan Tate talked me into interviewing him anyway. While he was amusing and charismatic, I wouldn't have been comfortable living with a man, so I regretfully declined. Then cupcakes showed up at my door-freshly baked by Declan and just as sinfully delicious as he was. You could say he was persistent. I eventually folded. It wasn't like I had another viable candidate anyway. Plus, I was interested in someone else. And Declan was into another woman. So it wasn't like anything would happen romantically. After he moved in, the two of us became the best of friends. We even started to give each other advice on getting our crushes to notice us. Eventually, Declan concocted an idea: we should pretend to be a couple to make our love interests jealous. I was hesitant, but went along with it anyway. To my utter shock, his crazy plan worked. Now I was dating the supposed man of my dreams, and my best friend had the woman of his. But there was one problem. I couldn't stop thinking about Declan. Those feelings we were trying to fake? Yeah... I wasn't pretending anymore.

Finding a good roommate through a classified ad isn't as easy as it sounds. I was starting to lose hope. Until a knock at my door came and God answered my prayers. Except...uh...wrong prayer, God. I'd definitely requested the big guy find me a drop-dead gorgeous man on more than one occasion...just not as my roommate. Declan Tate talked me into interviewing him anyway. While he was amusing and charismatic, I wouldn't have been comfortable living with a man, so I regretfully declined. Then cupcakes showed up at my door-freshly baked by Declan and just as sinfully delicious as he was. You could say he was persistent. I eventually folded. It wasn't like I had another viable candidate anyway. Plus, I was interested in someone else. And Declan was into another woman. So it wasn't like anything would happen romantically. After he moved in, the two of us became the best of friends. We even started to give each other advice on getting our crushes to notice us. Eventually, Declan concocted an idea: we should pretend to be a couple to make our love interests jealous. I was hesitant, but went along with it anyway. To my utter shock, his crazy plan worked. Now I was dating the supposed man of my dreams, and my best friend had the woman of his. But there was one problem. I couldn't stop thinking about Declan. Those feelings we were trying to fake? Yeah... I wasn't pretending anymore.