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    Der neue Roman der New York Times-Bestsellerautorin Penelope WardThe one that got away - jedes Mädchen hat so einen, oder?Meiner war ein charmanter britischer Aristokrat, der meine Welt während dieses einen Sommers völlig auf den Kopf stellte. Von dem Moment an, als ich Leo zum ersten Mal durch mein Fernglas erblickte, war ich fasziniert. Ich hatte sicher nicht damit gerechnet, einen Mann vorzufinden, der draußen vor dem Anwesen auf der anderen Seite der Bucht duschte – und zwar so wie Gott ihn schuf. Noch weniger hatte ich damit gerechnet, dabei von seinem Mitbewohner erwischt zu werden. Und ihnen später unvermittelt in die Arme zu laufen.Obwohl wir völlig gegensätzlich waren und ich wusste, dass er genau der Falsche für mich war, konnte ich mich nicht von Leo fernhalten. Ehe ich mich versah, hatte ich mich in ihn verliebt. Wir hatten beide nur den einen Wunsch: mehr Zeit miteinander verbringen. Aber Leo hatte Verpflichtungen in seiner Heimat, die nicht warten konnten. Ich wollte Jura studieren und passte nicht in sein Leben – also beschlossen wir, dass es keine Perspektive für uns gibt.Ein Teil von mir hatte immer das Gefühl, dass ich meinen Seelenverwandten hatte gehen lassen. Ich glaubte, unsere Geschichte sei zu Ende. Bis er mir fünf Jahre später einen Brief schickte, der mich zutiefst erschütterte. Ich hatte angenommen, dass meine Welt in jenem ersten Sommer unseres Kennenlernens auf den Kopf gestellt worden war? Nun, zu diesem Zeitpunkt hatte ich noch keine Ahnung, was noch passieren sollte ...

  • by Penelope Ward
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  • by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward
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  • by Penelope Ward
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    From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.The beginning of my sophomore year in college was off to a rough start. On the first day of orientation, I had an altercation with an infuriating British dude in a campus bathroom. (The ladies’ room was out of order. So, I used the men’s room. Don’t judge.)I got home later that night and realized that the foreign student we were expecting to rent a room in my parents’ house was allergic to our cat.So, the spare room went to someone else: Caleb—the British guy from the men’s room.  And so it began…my love-hate story with Caleb Yates. Or was it hate-love in that order?The guy knew how to push every one of my buttons. Sometimes I’d email him to express my aggravation and disdain.He’d actually rewrite my own words and send them back to me. That was the type of infuriating person Caleb was.So frustrating.And…Sometimes incredibly funny and endearingly sweet.And hot. He eventually grew on me, and Caleb soon became one of my best friends that year. Too bad he was headed back to England soon, so nothing could happen between us—for so many reasons. I definitely couldn't fall in love with him, especially since all we had was just one year. 

  • by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward
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    Dear Bridget,I’m writing this letter because it’s highly doubtful I’ll ever garner the courage to say this to your face. So, here goes.We’re totally wrong for each other. You’re the proper single mum with a good head on your shoulders. I’m just the carefree British doctor passing through town and temporarily living in your converted garage until I head back to England.But here’s the thing… for some bloody reason, I can’t stop thinking about you in very inappropriate ways. I want you.The only reason I’m even admitting all of this to you right now is because I don’t believe it’s one-sided. I notice your eyes when you look at me, too. And as crass as I appear when we’re joking around about sex, my attraction to you is not a joke. So, what’s the purpose of this note? I guess it’s a reminder that we’re adults, that sex is healthy and natural, and that you can find me just through the door past the kitchen. More specifically, it’s to let you know that I’m leaving said door cracked open from now on in case you’d fancy a British bedmate in the middle of the night sometime. No questions asked. Think about it. Or don’t. Whatever you choose.It’s doubtful I’ll even end up sliding this letter under your door anyway. --Simon 

  • by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward
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    He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska.A sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive.When my car broke down, we made a deal. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours.My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. It was all fun and games until things got intense.I wanted him, but Chance wouldn't make a move. I thought he wanted me too, but something was holding him back.I wasn't supposed to fall for the cocky bastard, especially when I knew we'd be going our separate ways.All good things must come to an end, right?Except our ending was one I didn't see coming. 

  • by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward
    £11.49

    It started out like any other morning on the train.Until I became mesmerized by the guy sitting across the aisle.He was barking at someone on his phone like he ruled the world.Who did the stuck-up suit think he was...God?Actually, he looked like a God. That was about it.When his stop came, he got up suddenly and left. So suddenly, he dropped his phone on the way out.I might have picked it up.I might have gone through all of his photos and called some of the numbers.I might have held onto the mystery man's phone for daysΓÇòuntil I finally conjured up the courage to return it.When I traipsed my ass across town to his fancy company, he refused to see me.So, I left the phone on the empty desk outside the arrogant jerk's office.I might have also left behind a dirty picture on it first though.I didn't expect him to text back.I didn't expect our exchanges to be hot as hell.I didn't expect to fall for himΓÇòall before we even met.The two of us couldn't have been any more different.Yet, you know what they say about opposites.When we finally came face to face, we found out opposites sometimes do more than attractΓÇòwe consumed each other.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.

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