3 Novels by Penelope Bloom
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Overview: I love writing romances that I’d want to live in. I like my men with a mind as dirty as sin, a bit of an attitude, and a heart of gold they try to keep hidden away. I absolutely love writing about BDSM, but it’s not featured in all of my stories. Check the bottom of my bio for a super quick breakdown of my books and which one might suit your style.
Genre: Romance
Savage: Chris Savage.
Gorgeous. Famous. Arrogant.
He moved to my mountain for a fresh start…
Now he’s my neighbor
And I think he wants more than a cup of sugar.
He’s a global celebrity, and it’s not just because he’s mouthwatering.
He wrote a book no one will admit they’ve read, but somehow sold millions of copies.
People call it the Kama Sutra Volume 2 or the Sex Bible. He just called it You’re F**king wrong.
Tragedy struck, and now he wants solitude and a place to avoid the spotlight.
He certainly came to the right place, because the spotlight has never been anywhere near my town, especially not next door to me.
You’d think I would be thrilled.
Except he’s easily the most rude and abrasive man I’ve ever met. He’s a brute. A savage.
I hate that the sight of him makes my skin tingle and my cheeks flush, that I can’t think straight around him.
The worst part?
Some stupid, very stupid part of me knows I’m going to try to fix him, because he’s broken and hurting, no matter how much he hides behind his anger.
I just hope I don’t break myself before I find out what happened to him.
Baby for the Brute: “Pretend you’re my boyfriend. Please.”
She’s a stranger. Big blue eyes. Innocent.
Way too pure for my dirty hands.
I should tell her to run. I’m bad news. The worst kind.
But I’ve never made a habit of doing the right thing.
I kiss her because I want her.
I want those cherry lips tangled up with mine.
I want to claim her. Own her.
I want her to learn that she doesn’t make the rules.
She doesn’t get to decide what’s pretend and what’s real.
I do.
But she’ll have plenty of time to learn to obey me. To surrender.
I’ll enjoy every pleasure-soaked minute of teaching her.
But she has no idea who I am.
I’m Angelo Luciani. Head of the Luciani crime family.
It turns out I’m not the only one with a secret.
She’s the daughter of my most bitter rival: Rosiano Torretti.
They say nothing can come between a man and his daughter.
But they’re wrong, I did one better…
I knocked her up.
Hate at First Sight: Aribelle: He was my own personal apocalypse,
But I moved on. I healed. I built a new life.
It took me eight years, but I did it.
Then he came back.
He came into my life just like the last time.
Other guys wanted my heart to make their own,
But Zach wasn’t like them. He wanted my heart for a trophy.
Like a prize to hang on his mantle.
And I’d be damned if he was going to get it.
It would’ve been easier if the years had been hard on him,
But nothing was easy with him.
Zach is a rock star now.
Household name. Sex symbol. Filthy rich.
It’s not long before I’m sucked back into his life,
And a six-month blackmail contract that says I have to tag along on his tour.
He thinks he can walk over me like the old days,
He thinks this is going to be easy.
But I’m going to enjoy proving him wrong.
Zach: I met Aribelle while she was trimming my hedges.
And no, that’s not a euphemism.
She was a gardener’s daughter,
and she should’ve been invisible to me.
She wasn’t.
She looked at me like she had a right to,
Like she was the one who should look at me with pity,
Like she somehow knew I was broken inside.
That wasn’t why I decided to ruin her life.
She dated one of my best friends and learned my darkest secret.
But eight years is a long time.
I never got what I wanted back then, and now’s my chance.
She’s back, and I’m not stopping until claim her heart.
She’s still not over what happened.
Tough luck, Gardener Girl.
I don’t lose, and the game is on.
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