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Dirty Letters by Vi Keeland
Dirty Letters by Vi Keeland











Dirty Letters by Vi Keeland

Maybe it was the anonymity or maybe it was because Luca and Griffin truly made a connection they became best friends though Luca was a New Yorker and Griffin lived in London. They gave their real first name, but their last name was the last name of their teacher. Because the participants are minors, their identities were hidden. The hero and heroine – Griffin Quinn and Luca Ryan are both in their mid-twenties which by the way make them Gen Z. And to me, this is the true genius in the premise of this novel. People have done crazier things for love.īut what I found could change everything.Yes, pen pals – as in writing down your thoughts on paper, putting it on an envelope and putting a stamp on it. But I wanted more- more Griff, in the flesh-so I took a big chance and went looking for him. He asked that I trust him and said it was for the best. So it only made sense that we would take our relationship to the next level and see each other in person. Our letters quickly went from fun to flirty to downright dirty, revealing our wildest fantasies. Only now we were adults, and that connection had grown to a spark. Griffin forgave me, and somehow we were able to rekindle our childhood connection. I had no choice but to finally come clean as to why I stopped writing. A scathing one-one with eight years of pent-up anger. Then, out of the blue, a new letter arrived. Over the years, through hundreds of letters, we became best friends, sharing our deepest, darkest secrets and forming a connection I never thought could break. Griffin Quinn was my childhood pen pal, the British boy who couldn’t have been more different from me. I’d never forgotten him-a man I’d yet to meet. An Amazon Charts and Washington Post bestseller.įrom New York Times bestselling authors Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward comes an unexpected love story that started with a boy and girl and heats up when the man and woman reconnect.













Dirty Letters by Vi Keeland