The Penelope Douglas Starter Pack
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Penelope Douglas writes addictive new adult romance with plenty of drama and angst, and a touch of taboo. Immerse yourself in her world with The Penelope Douglas Starter Pack from Words & Kisses!
My name is Tate. He doesn't call me that, though. He would never refer to me by a friendly nickname.
No, he'll barely even speak to me. But he still won't leave me alone. We were best friends once.
Then he turned on me and made it his mission to ruin my life. I've been humiliated, shut out, and gossiped about all through high school. His pranks and rumors got worse as time wore on, and I made myself sick trying to stay out of his way.
I even went to France for a year, just to avoid him. But I'm done hiding from him now, and there's no way in hell I'll allow him to ruin another year. He might not have changed, but I have.
It's time to fight back
Hawken Trent. So polite. So sweet.
Such an upstanding young man. A virgin, too, I hear. He never gets naughty with a girl.
Probably because Jesus told him not to. And now here he is, trying to be the hero by protecting another girl from me. He calls me a bully.
Irrational. Unreasonable. A criminal.
He can call me anything he wants, I've heard worse. And he can try to stand between me and my money, but he's never had to fight for food. That rich, clean, school boy doesn't have what it takes.
I surprised her. You should've seen her face. Just because I don't have a record, honey, doesn't mean I'm clean.
It just means I'm better at not getting caught. That is until I realize I might've actually gone too far this time. She's there.
I'm there. The scene of the crime. It's dark.
The police show up. We have no choice. We run.
Down High Street, into Quinn's bake shop, and I pull her through the entrance to the old speakeasy that everyone forgot was here decades ago. The door locks, the cops circle the building, never knowing we're right here, and I'm hidden in plain sight, indefinitely, with someone's who's awful.
Mean. Rough. Dirty. A thief.
A delinquent. Until one night, lost in all of these rooms together, I don't see any of those things anymore. She's smart. Daring. Soft... Irresistible.
'We were perfect together. Until we met.'
I can't help but smile at the lyrics in her letter. She misses me.
In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed.
It didn't take long for us to figure out the mistake. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. The best take-out pizza.
Android vs. iPhone. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever...
And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us. Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing.
Sometimes there's one a week or three in a day, but I need them. She's the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am. We only had three rules.
No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it? Until I run across a photo of a girl online.
Name's Ryen, loves Gallo's pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?F*ck it. I need to meet her.
I just don't expect to hate what I find.
He hasn't written in three months. Something's wrong.
Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch. Without him around, I'm going crazy. I need to know someone is listening.
It's my own fault. I should've gotten his phone number or picture or something. He could be gone forever.
Or right under my nose, and I wouldn't even know it.
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