Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Blog Tour: Cocky Bastard by Penelope Ward and Vi Keeland

Meet Chance in COCKY BASTARD!
A standalone Contemporary Romance novel by
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Authors
Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland


Read Chapter One of Cocky Bastard HERE:  http://bit.ly/1MCrJk9

He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska.

A sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive.

When my car broke down, we made a deal. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours.

My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. It was all fun and games until things got intense.

I wanted him, but Chance wouldn’t make a move. I thought he wanted me too, but something was holding him back.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for the cocky bastard, especially when I knew we’d be going our separate ways.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.

5 Star Review by Lisa Kane

This book could not be any more delicious if it tried! It has everything that makes for a great book-humor, intrigue, steam, wit, likeable characters and one fantastic story line! 

Aubrey is traveling cross country to her final destination of California. She's taken a new job as a lawyer for a small firm. This is a huge step for her, but her life took a wrong turn when she found her boyfriend cheating on her. So she loaded up her BMW with everything she owned and she took off. At a rest stop she literally runs into a living, breathing specimen of God's finest work when she has an incident with an Obama bobble head doll. The two exchange some rabid words; she leaves and sees the same hot Aussie in the parking lot. His motorcycle (you didn't think he would drive a Buick did you?) is giving him trouble. Chance approaches her, finds out she is going to Cali, and tells her he is also and offers to be her traveling companion. Of course she is hesitant, but the two start quite the amazing journey together. 

He is snarky, confident and literally has no filter on what comes out of his mouth. Aubrey can't help but be intrigued with this guy, and he may just make her swoon every time he pronounces her name as AH BREE.. 

Holy mother of all cocky bastards. He was hung. The thing was dangling more than halfway to his knees. 

The first 30% or so of the story is so freaking hilarious that I wasn't just laughing to myself; I was snorting out loud and couldn't even be bothered to try and contain myself. 

"So, we'll get breakfast out?" I stupidly asked.
"Yes, breakfast. What else would I be eating out.?"
Choking over my words, I said, "No. Breakfast is good. I'm hungry. You?"
"Starving." The look in his eyes implied that he wasn't necessarily referring to food.
I was starving, too. 

Let's just say one of the highlights of this book is the two having an "accidental" encounter with a fainting goat. That's right folks, no need to adjust your screens, I said a goat. And a blind goat to boot. Aubrey is an animal lover and she not only gets a vet to check out said goat, but she ends up taking him on their drive. Yep, he is in the back of the car; staying in hotels, snoozing in tents; just Aubrey and Chance and their "kid". (I couldn't resist a little goat humor!) 

We have hot nights in Vega, cold nights in tents and tons of great writing!

"She got a lap dance from a stripper last night and won't admit to liking it."
The woman smiled and shook her head. Her Jamaican accent was thick when she spoke.
"No shame here, sweetheart. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. You enjoy a little shakity-shake if you want to. Can go back to being your conservative self on Monday."

But if you have read anything previously by these two authors, then you know at some point there will be "that moment". You know what I'm talking about; you are reading with ease, knowing that something is nagging you, that someone is hiding something. The other shoe is about to drop. You're ready for it. Sure, you are. Never saw the twist in this story coming. Never. 

Once my heart was split right in half, I barely had time to wipe my tear away as the story quickly picked right back up. Lots of time has gone by; Aubree is settled into her job, which is no longer so new and is just about over Chance. She is over him right? 

Chance's life has changed dramatically but what hasn't changed is his love for Aubree. He knows he has his work cut out for him, but he is determined to tell her the truth and to win her back. With the help of a rogue goat, his humor and swagger, he just may get his heart's desire. 

I adored this story. This will be, without question one of my favorite reads for 2015! 

"I will always be afraid to lose you because of how much I love you." 


A knock at the door made me jump.
With a huff, I got out of bed and stood on my tiptoes to look out the peephole.  Why were those things always so high on the door anyway?  I was surprised to find no one standing on the other side.  Maybe I’d imagined it.
Another knock.
I flicked on the lights. The sound wasn’t coming from the entrance door.  It was coming from an interior door I hadn’t even noticed before.
Chance’s door.
I unfastened the top lock and cracked it open just enough so I could see what he wanted.  And there he stood.
Wearing only dark gray boxer briefs that hugged him like a second skin.
It took a minute to understand what he was doing there, even though he was holding up a toothbrush in question.
“I thought we had established I wasn’t a serial killer already.”
I opened the door wider.
He smiled.
Oh lord.  Stop that.  Right now.
“I must have left my toothpaste in my saddlebag in the car.”
I swallowed hard.  “Uh huh.”
He cocked his head to the side, and his brows dipped in.  “Can I borrow yours?”
“Oh.  Yeah, sure.”
He walked past me and let himself into my bathroom.  I waited at the door.
“You got an awful lot of girly crap in here for one night,” he said with a jumbled mouth full of toothpaste from the bathroom.  “Private Collection Tuberose Gardenia.”
He was reading my Estee Lauder perfume bottle.
I heard him rinse and spit.  Then there was a gargling sound.  He used my mouthwash, too.  Sure, help yourself.
He walked out and flicked off the bathroom light.  “Is tuberose a rose?”
I shook my head, still confused by the whole situation going on.
“That’s why,” he murmured.
“Why what?”
“I couldn’t figure out what you smelled like all day.  Not sure I ever smelled a Tuberose before.”  He shrugged and walked back into his room but not before turning back.  “Even those little black lacy underwear smell like tuberose.”
My eyes bulged.  I’d taken off my bra and panties and left them on the bathroom counter.
“Relax.  I’m teasing.  Do I look like an underwear sniffer to you?”
“Night, Aubrey.” He graced me with a dimple and disappeared.
AH-BREE.  Damn him.
I locked the door and checked it twice, unclear if it was for my safety or his.  His voice saying my name was on audio replay inside my head, getting softer and softer like a soothing lullaby with each breath as I drifted off to dreamland.
Until the knock came again.
About the Authors:
Vi Keeland

Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.  She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

Meet Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 10-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

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