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From New York Times
Bestselling Author, Penelope Ward, comes a new standalone novel.
Sharing a summer house with a hot-as-hell roommate should be
a dream come true, right?
Not when it’s Justin…the only person I’d ever loved…who now
hates me.
When my grandmother died and left me half of the 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 I
broke years ago.
The same teenager who’s now a man with a hard body and a
hardass personality to match.
I hadn’t seen him in years, and now we’re living together
because neither one of us is willing to give up the house.
The worst part? He didn’t come alone.
I’d soon realize there’s a thin line between love and hate.
I could see through that smug smile. Beneath it all…the boy is still there. So
is our connection.
The problem is…now that I can’t have Justin, I’ve never
wanted him more.
Author's
note – RoomHate is a full-length standalone
novel. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for
readers under the age of 18.
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It has
happened again! The best thing about Penelope Ward’s books in my opinion is
that when I begin to read I never anticipate that I will be veered off course
to get to the end. I am a sucker for second chance romance and a friends to lover’s
stories and RoomHate has both these elements and I was one happy reader
throughout this whole story.
RoomHate
starts out as Amelia being an adult and just learning that after the passing of
her grandmother, she has been left the house that had been a staple in her
young years which led her to befriend Justin. After years growing up and
feelings evolving that are so scary for a young lady she moves away to insert herself
in her father’s life leaving behind all things Justin. Fast forward many years
and Amelia finds out that not only is the coveted house hers but only half hers.
The other half belonging to Justin. Was it the last act of a dying romantic or ensuring
that Justin has a piece of his family to always have? Either way Justin is not
a happy camper and he makes Amelia know that she has no bearing in his life or thoughts
anymore. The only thing that snags the thread in his façade? That Amelia still
gets under his skin.
As the story
unfolds and deep rooted secrets come to light, I was in an emotional
rollercoaster! I was in the angst pool, I wanted to beat my kindle upside of
Justin’s head! I wanted to smack Amelia and tell her to wake up, it’s never
going to happen, and then I fell in love! The sweetest moments are when the
unconditional love was being forged without knowing it until it was sitting in
your face. The sexual tension was off the charts and when Justin and Amelia
lose their shackles, sparks happen!!
“Don’t ever
forget that I respect the hell out of you,” he said as he stuck his hand up my
dress and grabbed onto my panties. “Why do you say that?” “Because I’m about to
fuck you like I don’t.”
Uh yeah. It’s
all good in the room.
So yes,
another awesome book that I had the privilege to read early from Penelope and
my review doesn’t even tip the scale in content. There is so much more to
RoomHate than just a story about second chances. It’s about loving and trusting
something that is bigger than yourself.
I loved RoomHate and I have no doubt that everyone else will too!
[RoomHate
Excerpt
Copyright © 2016 by Penelope Ward
His eyes darted to the side, and he
noticed me standing there. We just stared at each other. It was ironic, but the
only times I could ever feel the remnants of our old connection were in
fleeting moments of silent eye contact. Sometimes moments of silence spoke the
loudest.
I left him alone again, making my
way back down the hall and into the restaurant to tend to the customers I’d
been ignoring.
Things really started to get busy.
Without Jade working tonight, we were short-staffed, and I was having a hard
time keeping up with the orders. Sandy’s had indoor and outdoor seating.
Normally, I would only be working one section, but tonight I was going back and
forth between the two.
It was nice out, so I knew they
would have Justin performing outside. I kept glancing over to the small stage
to see if he was there. It was past eight, and he hadn’t made an appearance
yet.
Sometime close to eight-thirty, I
was in the middle of serving a large party of ten when I first heard it: the
chilling sound of a soulful voice that was not familiar in the least. He gave
no introduction. No warning. He just started to sing out the first few words,
followed by the strum of his guitar. The song that Justin had chosen to start
with was a cover of Ain’t No Sunshine
by Bill Withers.
The entire room soon quieted down,
and all eyes were on the stunning blond male specimen with the spotlight shining
down on him. Despite the fact that I was carrying a large round tray of dirty
dishes, I couldn’t move. The vibration of his thick, smoky singing voice had
completely paralyzed me, penetrating my body and soul.
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street
Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and
spent most of her twenties
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Sins of Sevin
Cocky Bastard
Stepbrother Dearest
Gemini
Jake Undone (Jake #1)
My Skylar
Jake Understood (Jake #2)
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