Author: 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 know 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 New York Times & USA Today Best Selling smut author by night!

In 2013, she released her first romance novel and never looked back. To date, she has ten novels released, with two more in the works for 2016. Her novels have appeared on the Top
5 lists of Amazon USA, UK, Canada, iTunes and Barnes & Noble.

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AUTHOR TAKEOVER: Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

AUTHOR TAKEOVER: Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

Welcome to the first every NAA takeover on the Facebook Fan Page! I’m honored and excited to have Vi and Penelope, the authors of the bestselling book, Cocky Bastard, to be with us and I hope you stop by HERE to get in on the fun! Party starts at 2 PM Eastern and goes until the evening. So hang for a while or stop by tonight to enter all the giveaways! JOIN THE TAKEOVER PARTY HERE RIGHT NOW! EXCERPT FROM COCKY BASTARD 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…. Read more »

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$25 GIVEAWAY – Cocky Bastard by Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

$25 GIVEAWAY – Cocky Bastard by Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland

Excerpt 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. Shirtless. 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… Read more »

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