|Review|Jock Road by: Sara Ney

 

 

EAT. SLEEP. FOOTBALL. 

 

Those are Jackson Jennings, Jr’s three mantras. His entire life, he’s been a trained athlete with only one end-game: the Pro’s. No girls. No parties. No alcohol. 

 

EAT. SLEEP. FOOTBALL.

Repeat.  

Every Friday night, Triple J cruises the strip on campus, bored, lonely and conditioned not to party. But the night he meets Charlotte Edmonds on the side of the road, he wonders if his three mantras will ever be enough. 

 

BIG. DUMB. JOCK.

Charlie has no time for Jackson’s antics. Not when he’s stealing her food or teases her to no end, making her tingle in all the right places. But if she’s ever going to have a boyfriend, she’d choose one who isn’t a Neanderthal. One with manners and actual time to spend with her. Not a hulking man-child who cruises the strip at night, in his Big. Dumb. Truck.

 

 

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This book, this boy and this author did my southern little heart right in. Everytime I read a Sara Ney book im left with FOMO on my own hot college boy, just 18 years too late. While my  own prince in tin foil certainly came along, he never did it in a Sara Ney hero fashion. While this author certainly brings all the romcom feels, she also brings a sense of realness to her characters making her books so much more.

Jackson, Jackson, Jackson……you big gentle giant, you own me. You’re absolutely everything.  Seriously, everything. You’ve ruined other book boyfriends for me. I mean it could be that you’re a Texan and I’m a Texan and therefore you’re just far more superior than anyone else. It could be that you love football and I love football. Or it could be that we finally got a guys POV on the things we’ve been getting from girls for years. Whatever it is you made me laugh, you made me sigh and most of all you made me read this book in one sitting. 

Charlotte, you were the perfect girl for Jackson. You were fire, sass and everything it was going to take to bring Jackson to life. Your sense of humor and undertstanding made you the perfect jelly to his peanut butter. 

Jock Road was an instant fave for 2019. I dont need angs, death or unexpected pregnancies to leave me reeling for days for it to be a favorite, I need memorble characters and thats exacty what author Sara Ney gave me. She gave me an unforgettable experience with Jock Road, my only complaint is that we didnt get more of Jackson and Chalotte’s story. I didnt want it to end, I just wanted it all. 

5 STARS

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Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives in the Midwest, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British. 

 

 

For a list of cities/venues Sara will be signing at, or to purchase signed books, please visit her website at http://www.authorsaraney.com

 

 

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|Cover Reveal| Jock Road by: Sara Ney

Book 3 in the Jock Hard Series Releases September 5th!

EAT. SLEEP. FOOTBALL.

 

Those are Jackson Jennings, Jr’s three mantras . His entire life, he’s been a trained athlete with only one end-game: the Pro’s. No girls. No parties. No alcohol.

EAT. SLEEP. FOOTBALL.

Repeat.

Every Friday night, Triple J cruises the strip on campus, bored, lonely and conditioned not to party. But the night he meets Charlotte Edmonds on the side of the road, he wonders if his three mantras will ever be enough.

BIG. DUMB. JOCK.

Charlie has no time for Jackson’s antics. Not when he’s stealing her food or teases her to no end, making her tingle in all the right places. But if she’s ever going to have a boyfriend, she’d choose one who isn’t a Neanderthal. One with manners and actual time to spend with her. Not a hulking man-child who cruises the strip at night, in his Big. Dumb. Truck.

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Will be FREE in KU

Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives in the Midwest, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British. 

 

 

For a list of cities/venues Sara will be signing at, or to purchase signed books, please visit her website at http://www.authorsaraney.com

 

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|New Release & Review| The Lying Hours by: Sara Ney

ABRAHAM
DAVIS—Honest Abe to his friends—IS IN OVER HIS HEAD…

He’s a fixer
and a do good-er. The all-knowing, resident “grandfather” on the
wrestling team who everyone relies on to fix their problems. His teammates go
to him for everything; advice, homework, or when they need a sober driver at
three in the morning–whether he likes it or not.

Abe’s
current mission is easy: mend his roommates broken heart by helping him find a
girlfriend on the LoveU app–without getting caught in the lie…

SKYLAR
GABRIEL. IS. OVER. IT.

Over her bad
grades. Over her meddling older brother and his two best friends. And over
dating douchebags. What she wants to know is: where have all the nice guys
gone?

She longs
for a handsome, sweet, and honest guy who can make her laugh. In one last ditch
effort to prove that he exists—Skylar turns to LoveU.

On her worst
day, Skylar has no filter (it’s a miracle she hasn’t been ditched mid-date).

On her best,
she’s as wholesome, and sweet, as pie.

On Thursday?
She matches with Abraham Davis’s roommate.

Skylar
Gabriel is falling for the wrong guy—she just doesn’t realize it yet.

Why?

BECAUSE ABE
DAVIS IS A LIAR.

REVIEW:

In true douchebag fashion The Lying Hours will cause you to laugh, cringe and sigh with the antics that take place between the cover.

Author Sara Ney is hands down my go to author when I need to laugh and just feel good about what I’ve read. The Lying Hours stays in line with the Douchebag Series with its own unique plot bringing involuntary laughing when you least expect it and out loud reactions of “she’s gonna get your ass” or my favorite “oh my Jesus, no!” Yes, that happened to me in public! No, I didn’t care! Yes, all her books get that reaction from me because that’s what well written romcoms are meant to do. They are meant for you to laugh and react and this book brings all of that out in its reader.

I love the twist this book had with it’s character Abe! He was different than the other douchebags and that had a level of appreciation that I wasn’t expecting. Skylar was also a different female lead than what we’ve read before out of this series, personally there were times I called her the douchebag.

I give this hilariously amazing book 4 stars because I’m a petty bitch and wish we had more of an ending but the ending we did get gave me all the excitement!

Sara Ney is
the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is
best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite
vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed
sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets,
and fancies herself British.

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|New Release| HTDADB The Coaching Hours by: Sara Ney

THERE ARE NO DOUCHEBAGS IN THIS STORY.

Well, there are, but they’re not who this story is about.

This story is about me—the coach’s daughter.

When I moved to Iowa to live with my dad, the university’s take-no-prisoners wrestling coach, I thought transferring would be easy as pie—living with my father would be temporary, and he’d make sure his douchebag wrestlers left me alone.

Wrong on both counts.

ASSHOLES ALWAYS COME OUT OF THE WOODWORK WHEN THE STAKES ARE HIGH.

A bet is placed, and I’m on the table. After one humiliating night and too much alcohol, I find the last nice guy on campus. And when he offers to rent me his spare bedroom, I go all in. It’s time for the nice guy to finish first.

Midnight chats and spilling my problems turn to lingering touches. Lingering touches turn to more.

And the ultimate good guy has the potential do more damage than any douchebags ever could.

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She perks up. “Wait, you’ve never had a back massage?”

“No?”

“Ever?”

“Nope.”

“Well, what the hell? How can I, in good conscience, lie here letting you rub my back when you’ve never had anyone rub yours?” She scoots over, pointing to the mattress. “Lie on your stomach, I’ll do you first.”

I wave my hands in front of me in protest. The last thing I need is her warm hands roaming my body. “No, no, you don’t have to. It’s not a big deal.”

“Are you crazy? Back massages are the best—like, better than an orgasm. You’re first, so lie down.”

“And you call me the bossy one?”

“Quit stalling and get on the bed.”

Obediently, I climb to the middle of my bed in nothing but a pair of gym shorts, legs hanging off the side. Next to me, the mattress dips, Anabelle on her knees, approaching my side.

A finger glides down my spine. “It will be easier for me to do this if I’m sitting on you. Hope that’s okay.”

“Is that the approved method?”

“No, but my arms will get tired if I have to lean over you the whole time.”

“Do whatever then, I don’t care.”

I stiffen when Anabelle swings one leg over my body, straddling my ass. Warm palms at my lower back.

“You’re so tense. Try to relax,” she coos, making it worse. “Tilt your head to the side, that’s it.”

I hear the lotion bottle snap open. Click closed. My roommate’s palms rubbing together, warming it up. “Sorry, I don’t have any actual massage oil. This will have to do.”

When her hands make contact with my back, I almost groan it feels so fucking good. Warm. Smooth. Pressure in all the right places, pushing gently into my muscles.

Slowly.

Slower still, caressing along my shoulders, thumbs and fingers working together to soothe the burning on my right side.

“Doesn’t this feel great?” Her soft voice cuts into the silence. “You’re loosening up. That’s good.”

I feel her leaning as her hands move up and down my spine until they stop, hovering at the base of my neck. Thumbs stroking the skin below my hairline, back and forth.

Kneading.

Her torso dips, hands maneuvering my arms, placing them at my sides. Palms slide up and down my biceps.

For several minutes, she rubs my arms and shoulders. Then she skims down my ribcage unhurriedly, in no rush, making little humming sounds inside her throat.

I know I’m not imagining the feather-light way her hands drift down my spine. I remain still, letting her touch me, basking in it.

Remain still when her lips kiss the tender spot of my shoulder where it meets my neck, nose nuzzling behind my ear, her breasts rubbing against my back and what the fuck was that all about? What does she think she’s doing, trying to drive me insane?

Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.

She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.

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|Cover Re-Reveal|Three Little Lies Series by: Sara Ney

We have the brand new covers for the #ThreeLittleLies Series by Sara Ney! These covers are fantastic and available now on Kindle Unlimited.

 

THINGS LIARS SAY

Lies, lies, lies; everybody tells them….

Greyson Keller didn’t intend to lie; it just came out that way. So when the object of that lie shows up on her doorstep, she is confused, shocked, and embarrassed.

Calvin Thompson is an Ivy Leaguer, attending University over an hour away, playing rugby and basically not giving a crap. So imagine his surprise when some guy named Greyson begins rumors online that they’re dating — the only logical solution is to drive an hour and confront him…

Be there when Greyson and Cal finally meet face-to-face because.

Sparks. Will. Fly.

This novel, along with all others in this series, is a standalone with no cliffhanger. You’re welcome.

Yes, sparks fly. That’s why this book is intended for those 17+ and older.

Foul language, cursing, and sexual content.

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THINGS LIARS HIDE:

Authors Note: This novella, along with all others in this series, is a standalone with no cliffhanger. You’re welcome.

Secrets, secrets, everybody has them…

Tabitha Thompson is many things, but a liar isn’t one of them. Unless you count the sexy secret she’s spent a year hiding from everyone: her friends, her family. The secret she never counted on anyone discovering…

One chance encounter.

One clumsy mistake.

One sexy discovery.

Now, only Collin Keller stands in the way of her secret—and everyone else. And he just may be the one who ruins it all…

Tabitha Thompson, you secretive little sneak.

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THINGS LIARS FAKE

What if…

Someone you barely knew asked you for a favor.

What if…

They needed you to be something you weren’t, in exchange for nothing. Unless you count a mouth full of lies and a half-broken heart. Faker. Pretender. Liar. There are worse things to be called.

So would you do it? Would you?

Daphne Winthrop did.

And you’re about to find out what happens in the end.

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Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.

She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.

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|Release Blitz| The Failing Hours by: Sara Ney

Are you ready to meet Zeke? Sara Ney’s HOW TO DATE A DOUCHEBAG: THE FAILING HOURS is available now, and trust us – you do not want to miss this one!

About THE FAILING HOURS

Zeke Daniels isn’t just a douchebag; he’s an asshole.

A total and complete jerk, Zeke keeps people at a distance. He has no interest in relationships–most assholes don’t.

Dating? Being part of a couple? Nope. Not for him.

He’s never given any thought to what he wants in a girlfriend, because he’s never had any intention of having one.Shit, he barely has a relationship with his family, and they’re related; his own friends don’t even like him.

So why does he keep thinking about Violet DeLuca?

Sweet, quiet Violet–his opposite in every sense of the word. The light to his dark, even her damn name sounds like rays of sunshine and happiness and shit.

And that pisses him off, too.

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About Sara Ney

Purveyor of all things witty & romantic, I love: iced latte’s, traveling, and bright, bold colors. On any given day, you can find me in my office, lovingly gazing at my bookshelf or shuffling my Bic felt-tip pen collection. I love hand writing letters, and sarcasm.

I live in the midwest, but “Will Write for Travel,” and believe everyone should follow their dreams, no matter how big or small. My favorite authors include Cindy Miles, S Walden, Suzanne Enoch – and am a glutton for Historical, RomCom, Sports and MC romance.

One husband. Two daughters. Plenty of chaos.

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