Book Review: My Favorite Souvenir by Penelope Ward | Vi Keeland

MY FAVOURITE SOUVENIR IS LIVE!

A Contemporary Romance Novel

New York Times Bestselling Authors Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

BLURB
My planned trip for two unexpectedly turned into a trip for one. Rather than let
my breakup get me down, I packed my bags and decided a week at a luxury
resort was just what I needed.
But one calamity after the next, and suddenly I was stuck without a hotel room,
along with a few hundred other people.
It looked like my fancy vacation was about to turn into me sleeping on the hotel
lobby flo or.
Until I overheard a gorgeous man pretending to be someone he wasn’t in order
to steal a reservation from a guest who hadn’t shown up yet.
When I realized there were two rooms, instead of calling him out, I pretended to
be his sister. That’s how the story of “Milo and Maddie Hooker” began.
We were the Hookers.
My depressing trip quickly made a U - turn into an adventure.
My fake brother spent the next few days showing me around his hometown.
When it was time to leave, neither of us really wanted to go yet.
So, instead of flying back to our respective h omes, we ventured on a road trip.
At every stop, we’d pick up souvenirs.
But as hot as our chemistry was, we never crossed the line.
Milo knew I’d just come out of a tough relationship and didn’t want to mess with
a vulnerable woman.
So instead, at the end of our trip, we made a pact to meet again in three
months.
It was always my intention to meet him.
But when I got back home, reality hit in a big way.
And I worried I may have lost my handsome stranger forever.
Was there a place for him in my future?
Or had the memory of him just become my favorite souvenir?

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One of my favorite duos has done it again!  I sound like a broken record when it comes to Penelope Ward and Vi Keeland but I just love them so much.  They always manage to surprise me with a new interesting plot, always unexpected.

Per usual for me, I go into my books completely blind.  I was so not expecting this plot.  We meet our heroine, Hazel who’s life just got “straight flipped upside-down”.  Things just go from bad to worse.  I related to her on a spiritual level.  Down this crazy spiral, she is led on a road trip with our handsome stranger, Matteo.

I love every, single character created by Penelope Ward and Vi Keeland and these two main characters are so great.  Matteo is sexy and such a charmer.  Hazel is complex, at times frustrating, and smart.  The two together have amazing chemistry.  Chemistry I have grown accustomed to feeling with this writing duo.  I loved them together, their interactions and dialogue completed absorbed me.

I am rating this book 4.5 stars because it was such a crazy, soul searching, ride that I didn’t want to leave. I was able to finish it in 1 day.  I recommend this book and every book of theirs. 

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Release Blitz: My Favorite Souvenir by Penelope Ward | Vi Keeland

MY FAVOURITE SOUVENIR IS LIVE!

A Contemporary Romance Novel

New York Times Bestselling Authors Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

BLURB
My planned trip for two unexpectedly turned into a trip for one. Rather than let
my breakup get me down, I packed my bags and decided a week at a luxury
resort was just what I needed.
But one calamity after the next, and suddenly I was stuck without a hotel room,
along with a few hundred other people.
It looked like my fancy vacation was about to turn into me sleeping on the hotel
lobby floor.
Until I overheard a gorgeous man pretending to be someone he wasn’t in order
to steal a reservation from a guest who hadn’t shown up yet.
When I realized there were two rooms, instead of calling him out, I pretended to
be his sister. That’s how the story of “Milo and Maddie Hooker” began.
We were the Hookers.
My depressing trip quickly made a U-turn into an adventure.
My fake brother spent the next few days showing me around his hometown.
When it was time to leave, neither of us really wanted to go yet.
So, instead of flying back to our respective homes, we ventured on a road trip.
At every stop, we’d pick up souvenirs.
But as hot as our chemistry was, we never crossed the line.
Milo knew I’d just come out of a tough relationship and didn’t want to mess with
a vulnerable woman.
So instead, at the end of our trip, we made a pact to meet again in three
months.
It was always my intention to meet him.
But when I got back home, reality hit in a big way.
And I worried I may have lost my handsome stranger forever.
Was there a place for him in my future?
Or had the memory of him just become my favorite souvenir?

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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 two million books sold, she is a 21-time New York Times bestseller and
the author of over twenty novels. Her books have been translated into over a
dozen languages and can be found in bookstores around the world.

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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 a hundred Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twenty-five
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.

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Excerpt Reveal: My Favorite Souvenir by Penelope Ward | Vi Keeland

MY FAVORITE SOUVENIR

Release date: 4/27/2020

A Contemporary Romance Novel

New York Times Bestselling Authors Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

EXCERPT REVEAL:

“Good afternoon. You’ve reached the Four Seasons Resort, Vail, Colorado. How
may I direct your call?”
I took a deep breath. “Hi. I checked out early this morning. My reservation was
for ten days, but I only wound up staying two nights. Is there any chance you might still
have my room available? Or any room, for that matter? My flight was canceled because
of the storm.”
“Let me take a look. What’s your last name?”
“Appleton.” I shook my head. “Actually, the reservation was under Ellis. My
fiancé’s last name.” Or ex-fiancé. But I’d let her call me Mrs. Ellis at this point if it
meant I could have a place to sleep tonight.
“Give me one moment and I’ll check.”
“Thank you.”
I sat down in the lobby of the Best Western, the third hotel I’d been to in the last
two hours. It was dumb of me to check out this morning. Though, at least I was
consistent. After making the bad decision to go on my previously planned honeymoon
alone, I’d brilliantly decided to check out only two days into the trip…without looking at
the weather report for Vail. When I arrived at the airport, I had no idea that a blizzard was
on the way. But the airline had assured me my flight was still scheduled as planned. And
they’d kept their word right up until five minutes before we were supposed to board,
when they announced a two-hour delay. Two hours turned into three, and three turned
into five, and when we hit six hours of sitting on uncomfortable plastic seats outside the
gate, they finally admitted it wasn’t going to happen. Every other flight had been
canceled by then. And now, every hotel seemed to be full.
“Hi, Mrs. Ellis?”
I cringed at being called that, but answered anyway. “Yes?”
“I’m sorry. After you checked out, your room was rebooked. We’re actually sold
out for the night because of the storm.”
I sighed. Of course you are. “Okay. Thank you.”
This was just my luck lately. I called four more hotels, until one said they might
have a few rooms available. Apparently they had guests that hadn’t checked in yet and
were in the process of making calls to confirm whether they would still be arriving today.
Rooms would be freed up on a first-come, first-served basis. So I decided to take a
chance and head on over. It was already seven o’clock at night, and there was no point in
sitting here anymore. Surprisingly, Uber was still running, even though the airport had
called it quits hours ago.
Out front, the snow was coming down hard. A giant SUV with snow chains on the
tires pulled up in front of the door. I couldn’t check the license plate or get a look at the
make and model of the vehicle since it was covered in snow, so I walked over to the car
and motioned for the driver to roll down the window.
“Are you Hazel?” the older woman behind the wheel asked.
I smiled. “Yes.”
“Heading over to the Snow Eagle Lodge?”
“Yes, please.”
Even though the next hotel was only two miles away, it took fifteen minutes to get
there. By the time we pulled up, the conditions were almost white-out. It couldn’t be safe
driving in this anymore.
“God, it’s really terrible out here,” I said as I pulled up the hood of my jacket. “Be
careful driving tonight.”
“Oh, I will, honey. The next place I’m driving is home. I only picked you up
because you were on my way. Good thing you’re at your hotel now. No one is going to
be on the roads tonight anymore.”
Great. This place really better have a room for me.
As I climbed out of the SUV, a gust of snow smacked me in the face, despite the
fact that we were parked under the building’s overhang. The wind made it look like
someone had shaken a snow globe, hard. Inside the hotel, I wiped flakes from my
eyelashes and glanced around the lobby.
Oh no.
This didn’t look good. A line of at least thirty or forty people snaked five rows
deep, waiting to get to the reception desk. I sighed and wheeled my luggage to behind the
last person. More than half an hour later, I finally reached the front.
“Hi. I called earlier, and the person I spoke to said some rooms might become
available, that you were going to contact guests who hadn’t showed and see if they were
still coming?”
The woman nodded with a frown. “Yeah. I can put you on our waitlist. But we’re
still making calls, and to be honest, it’s not looking too good.”
My shoulders slumped. “Okay. Well, I guess please add me to your wait list.”
The woman lifted a clipboard and set it down on the counter. She thumbed
through a few pages and turned it to face me, pointing at the next available line, which
was two from the bottom of the page. “Just add your name and cell phone number.”
I scribbled both and let the pages above the one I’d been writing on fan back into
place. Noticing the sheet at the top looked just like the one I’d signed, five or six pages
down, I glanced through all the papers. There had to be at least a hundred names and
telephone numbers.
“Are these all on your waiting list?”
The hotel clerk nodded.
“How many people haven’t checked in?”
“I think about a dozen.”
Oh God. This really wasn’t good. But maybe people had just added their names
and left, like in a packed restaurant. Maybe the bulk of people ahead of me on the list had
found other hotels.
Turning around, whatever hope I’d talked myself into immediately deflated.
Every seat in the lobby area behind me was taken. Some were even sitting on the floor,
leaning against their luggage. With very few options, I wandered over and found an
empty space on a carpeted area of the floor, not too far from the concierge desk. Though I
knew it was futile, I took out my iPad and continued to search for a hotel with
availability. Even if I found one, getting there would be a miracle on its own at this point.
The nearby concierge desk had been empty while I scrolled and made calls, but
now two women walked over. One I recognized as the manager, since I’d spent a half
hour staring at the people behind the front desk while I’d waited in line. The other had on
a nametag and held a clipboard. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop on their conversation from
where I sat.
“These seven we still haven’t reached,” the manager said. “All of the other rooms
have been checked in, or we’ve reallocated them to people from the waiting list.”
The employee flipped through the pages and looked around the full hotel lobby.
“Jeez. And this storm is supposed to stick around for days.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a guy standing on the other side of the
concierge desk. His back was to the ladies talking, but he craned his neck, and I thought
he, too, might be eavesdropping. Figuring he was probably just as bored as me, I went
back to my iPad search—until a few minutes later when I noticed him scribbling
something with a pen on the inside of his hand.
What the hell is he doing?
He wrote for a few seconds and then seemed to go back to eavesdropping. The
manager had walked away, leaving the employee to make her phone calls. She hung up
from one call and dialed again.
“Hi. This is Catherine from the Snow Eagle Lodge. I’m trying to reach Milo or
Madeline Hooker.”