Review – Drunk Dial by Penelope Ward – Bookalicious Babes Blog

Drunk Dial by Penelope Ward

3 hours 52 minutes. That’s how long it took me to breeze through this book. I could not read fast enough and yet, I’m annoyed I read it so fast!

Drunk Dial by Penelope Ward is incredible. I feel as though every time I review a Penelope Ward book I sit in a state of blissful bookworm heaven and wonder how I’m going to say something I haven’t said before. I’ve been reading Penelope’s books for years now and I’ve literally ran out of good things to say about this woman and her books.

Drunk Dial once again proves that Penelope Ward knows how to write a story. It proves she knows how to captivate a reader and take them away to another world. In all honesty, when I started this book I wasn’t feeling it, something wasn’t connecting correctly but then I hit the 27% mark and I got the well known “Penelope punches” these are those feelings that you feel deep in your core, the feelings that drag you so deep into a story and start the rise of the eagles as they flap like crazy deep in your stomach. I ALWAYS experience these feelings from a book by Penelope, I’ve come to expect them, and I love to feel them and Penelope did not disappoint in delivering these.

Landon & Rana are something so special. They are two heavily broken souls who are so, so perfect for one another. I couldn’t get over their connection to each other and my connection to them. I smiled until my cheeks ached. I laughed so hard. I swooned like a pathetic teenager with an embarrassing crush. I cried at the pain of their pasts. I burnt up, I lusted, I LOVED.

Every second of Drunk Dial is exquisite. Once again Penelope has written a solid romance that is not only addicting and passionate but raw and beautiful. I loved it.

5 Drunk on you stars!

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Look up Landon Roderick, that boy from childhood whom I’d never been able to forget—even though he so easily forgot about me—and call him.

Then again, anything sounds like a good idea when you’ve had a little too much wine before bed, right? It was supposed to be just a quick, meaningless, prank call. Instead, I went off on him—unloading thirteen years of pent-up emotions.

I didn’t think he’d call me back.

I certainly could never have anticipated the weeks of sexually tense phone conversations that followed as I got to know the man he’d become.

Turned out, Landon had never really forgotten me, either. That special connection we had was still there. I opened up to him, but there were also things about me he didn’t know. And he had his own secrets.

Over the countless hours we talked on the phone, I wondered what would happen if we actually saw each other. One night, I did something impulsive again. Only this time, I went to the airport and booked a ticket to California. We were about to find out if one phone call could bring two lost souls together or if my drunk dial really was all just a big mistake.

A complete STANDALONE.