HATE NOTES, an all-new sexy standalone romance from New York Times bestselling authors, Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward, is coming November 6th!
PUBLISHED BY MONTLAKE ROMANCE
Photo Credit: Tijana Vukovic
Model: Dusan Susnjar
Synopsis
It all started with a mysterious blue note sewn into a wedding dress.
Something blue.
I’d gone to sell my own unworn bridal gown at a vintage clothing store. That’s when I found another bride’s “something old.”
Stitched into the lining of a fabulously feathered design was the loveliest message I’d ever read: Thank you for making all of my dreams come true.
The name embossed on the blue stationery: Reed Eastwood, obviously the most romantic man who ever lived. I also discovered he’s the most gorgeous. If only my true-love fantasies had stopped there. Because I’ve since found out something else about Mr. Starry-Eyed.
He’s arrogant, cynical, and demanding. I should know. Thanks to a twist of fate, he’s my new boss. But that’s not going to stop me from discovering the story behind his last love letter. A love letter that did not result in a happily ever after.
But that story is nothing compared to the one unfolding between us. It’s getting hotter, sweeter, and more surprising than anything I could have imagined.
Something new.
But I have no idea how this one is going to end . . .
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Excerpt
Grabbing my laptop, I searched my history and called up the last website I’d visited.
𝐸𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑. 𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑦𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑡𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑐𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑙𝑢𝑥𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝑌𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝐶𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑘, 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝐻𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒, 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑢 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠, 𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝐸𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛
There was a link to search properties, so I typed in the name of the place the woman had mentioned in the voice mail: 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑇𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟. Sure enough, the penthouse popped up for sale. For only twelve million dollars, I could own an apartment on Columbus Avenue with sweeping views of Central Park. 𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘.
After drooling through a video and two dozen photos, I clicked on the button to make an appointment to view the property. An application popped up, the top of which read:
𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑐𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑦𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑦𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑.
I snorted. Great 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝐸𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑑. I wasn’t sure I had enough money to take the train uptown to get to that swanky place, much less buy it. God knows what I’d written that had qualified me.
I closed the website and was just about to shut my laptop and go back to bed again when I decided to take one more peek at Mr. Romantic on Facebook.
God, he was gorgeous.
What if . . .
𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡.
No good ever came out of ideas formulated while drunk.
𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡.
But…
That face…
And that note…
𝑆𝑜 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐. 𝑆𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙.
Plus . . . I’d never seen the inside of a twelve-million-dollar penthouse.
𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡.
Then again . . . I’d spent the last two years doing everything I 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 do. And where had that gotten me?
Right here. It’d gotten me right damn here—hungover and unemployed, sitting in this crappy apartment. Maybe it was time I did the things I shouldn’t be doing for a change. I picked up my phone and let my finger hover over the “Call Back” button for a while.
𝑆𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑤 𝑖𝑡.
No one would ever know. It could be fun—getting all dressed up and playing the part of a rich Upper West Sider while satisfying my curiosity about the man. What harm was there?
None that I could think of. 𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑦 . . .
I pressed “Call Back.”
“Hi. This is Charlotte Darling calling to confirm an appointment with Reed Eastwood . . .”
About the Authors
Penelope Ward
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today, and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance.
She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor. Penelope resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.
With over one-point-five million books sold, she is a twenty-time New York Times bestseller and the author of over twenty novels.
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About Vi Keeland
Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over ninety Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twenty languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.