Showing results for "pen-pal" in Romance

The first letter arrived the day my husband was buried. It was postmarked from the state penitentiary, and contained a single sentence: I’ll wait forever if I have to. It was signed by Dante, a man I didn’t know. Out of simple curiosity, I wrote back to ask him what exactly he was waiting for. His reply? You. I told the mystery man he had the wrong girl. He said he didn’t. I said we’d never met, but he said I was wrong. We went back and forth, exchanging letters every week that grew increasingly more intimate.

I see dead people, and not just the men I murdered. I'm in danger of being committed because I can’t tell what’s real from my hallucinations. Everyone thinks I’m crazy when the serial killer I jilted starts haunting my house. He assassinates any man who shows me interest, leaving their body parts under my pillow. During the day, his gaslighting destroys my peace of mind. But at night, he invades my nightmares and makes me crave the depravity.

I'm trapped in a forgotten nightmare with the monster I most fear. The key to my freedom lies behind a wall of memories. Xero's specter invades my mind, whispering both vengeance and salvation. He insists he's real, yet I can't trust my shattered psyche. But as my tormentors draw close, I must rely on the phantom I betrayed for protection—and for revenge.

I fell in love with my pen pal, T. An initial on a piece of paper that kept me sane while I was deployed. To her, I was ‘Butch.’ My call sign. And with anonymity came safety—we opened our souls to one another. But war broke me and I loved her enough to let her go. Life had other plans. When I return home, I find my sister-in-law’s best friend is the woman I fell in love with. And she just moved in. Our small town is too small for the both of us, never mind having to share a roof when this secret is driving me crazy.

Journee Barclay isn't interested in the big, hulky football player the town of Mistletoe wants her to date. She's been writing to a sweet but shy computer geek, and she's hoping he'll eventually ask to meet her. But putting the town off is getting to be more difficult every day.

A primeira carta chega no dia do enterro do meu marido. Vem da penitenciária e tem apenas uma frase: Vou esperar para sempre se for preciso. A assinatura é de um tal Dante, um homem que eu não conheço. Por simples curiosidade, escrevo de volta perguntando o que exatamente ele está esperando. Sua resposta: Você. Digo ao homem misterioso que ele mandou a carta para a pessoa errada. Ele insiste que está certo. Escrevo que nunca nos encontramos, mas ele afirma que me conhece. Trocamos cartas toda semana, cada vez mais íntimas. Então, um dia, elas param. Quando descubro por quê, já é tarde demais.

Eavesdrop into love letters written by two young pen pals that started in the summer of 1955. This real-life story begins with a couple who wrote to each other before they even met. In the beginning, the exchange was friendly, but very revealing of their vulnerabilities and innocence. These pen pals soon discovered the commonalities between them.

Everyone needs a pen pal, including teachers. Keith found a pen pal, and has fallen in love with her. What will happen when he finds out who she really is?

Fabio’s named after the most popular romance cover model of all time, but he can’t get his best friend to fall in love with him. Video games and Harry Potter movie marathons might be fun, but Fabio’s going to have to do something big if he wants to get out of the friend zone.