Blog Tour: Accent Hussy by V. Kelly

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Title: Accent Hussy

Author: V. Kelly

Release Date: April 17, 2016

Synopsis

 

I LOVE accents!

I HATE Caleb Conaway.

It’s true, I despise him! Caleb Conaway is an unaccented pain in my ass. No matter how many times I tell the sexy boxer I’m not interested in him, he just
doesn’t listen to me. People call me an Accent Hussy. That’s because I’m only attracted to men with sexy accents, dripping in butter, oozing with sex and
hit me straight in the vagina. Yup, that’s EXACTLY what I’m looking for. Caleb’s voice does nothing for me; it assaults my ear drums and makes me want to
gouge out my eyeballs. I finally thought I got away from him, until a foolish date with a sexy Irishman ends with me arrested . . .

All I wanted was to complete my community service and go home. What I didn’t expect was to fall in love with the kids at the Youth Center, or run into the
one man that I love to hate . . . Caleb Conaway.

They say that every person has an Achilles’ Heel, I just wasn’t expecting mine to be Caleb Conaway.

 

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Excerpt

Copyright © 2016 by V. Kelly

“Do you need a ride?”

Speak of the devil. Caleb is standing behind me, his hands shoved in his pockets. I’m not sure if I should be happy to see him, or annoyed. It’s hard to
fight the attraction I have for him when he keeps popping up like this.

“Nope, I’m going to call a cab.”

“I have a car parked around the corner. I can give you a lift.”

“Is this some ploy to get me to go home with you? Because if so, I’m not that drunk.” I hear my words slur a little bit and I giggle. Holy crap, maybe I am
that drunk.

“Would it be a bad thing to go home with me? I can tell you’re attracted to me; your eyes have been following me around all night long.”

He winks at me . . . again. Ugh, why am I finding his winking sexy? Winking is not sexy. His winking . . . fucking amazing.

“I’m certain it would be something I’d definitely regret in the morning,” I tell him, not really believing myself. I’m sure he’d make every second worth
it. The fact of the matter is, he doesn’t have an accent, and that’s a deal breaker—a major one.

“I’m pretty sure it would be the best night of your life. I could give you references if you need them.”

Mock laughter spills from my lips. “Yes, because contacting every vagina that’s made contact with your dick sounds like the perfect way to assess your
ability to make my night. Are you that dense? Seriously, do you choke on your cockiness, or do you simply like the taste of your own ego?”

He looks a little shocked at my comeback, but it only lasts for a few seconds. His self-assured smile is back and I don’t find it any less attractive than
I did before. If anything, his confidence is a super big turn on for me. “The only person who will be choking on anything tonight is you, my dear, when I
shove my cock straight into your pretty little mouth.”

 

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Author Bio

V. Kelly grew up in Reno, Nevada.

She now lives in Oklahoma where her family takes up most of her time. Not to mention a full-time job, she writes in her spare time to break of the insanity
of it all.

V. has always had the writing bug, but it wasn’t until July 2, 2015, that her dream of becoming a published author finally came true. Writer of
Contemporary romance, Erotic romantic comedies and everything in between, V’s main focus is making people laugh.

If you love to laugh, smile, and have a good time while reading a book.

Then V. Kelly is for you!

 

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Author Links

 

Website| Facebook | Twitter |Amazon | Street Team

 

Book Links

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