Release Tour : The Failing Hours (How to Date a Douchebag, #2) by Sara Ney @SaraNey @EJBookPromos
The Failing Hours
How to Date a Douchebag, #2 by Sara Ney Release Date: January 31st, 2017 Genres: New Adult Sports Romance College Romance Add to Goodreads Release Tour Hosted by: Enticing Journey Book Promotions Source: Author via RT Host eARC received in exchange of honest review Synopsis:
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.
"Best Read of 2017! A one click must for any lover of hot, sexy romance done RIGHT ! [This] story is the quintessential slow burn effect...Zeke will come to own your body and soul--I am OBSESSED with this series and The Failing Hours has just shot to my 'Best of All Time' list. Be prepared to fall in love with a douche bag and the woman who sets him straight. " - Books and Boys Book Blog “That was EVERYTHING I expected, wanted, dreamed of. . . this is a MUST FREAKING READ. UNFORGETTABLE goodness. NA romance at it's best.” - Angie’s Dreamy Reads
"Sara Ney has delivered a sexy, jerkwad douchebag with soul-deep feelings and the sweet, kind, unassuming girl to reach his hidden heart in one of the best NA romantic comedies I've ever had the pleasure of reading. Ney's impeccable writing, fresh characters, and feel-good story will stick with you forever." - Bestselling Author Staci Hart "I took so much pleasure in Zeke’s looming destruction (insert evil laugh)...." - The Reading Belles
The clock on the wall counts the seconds, steady as the rhythm of my beating heart, which thumps wildly within my chest until the glass door to the library opens, propelled by a gust of wind. Some new fallen leaves flutter in, the heavy doors slamming from the draft. Along with them? Zeke Daniels. He shuffles in, dark gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips, black Iowa Wrestling hoodie pulled up over his head, the university’s bright yellow mascot screen-printed across the chest. Backpack slung over one shoulder, black athletic flip-flops, and a pair of black sunglasses perched on the bridge of his strong nose complete the overall ensemble. He is utterly…ridiculous. Unapproachable. Daunting. His arrogance knows no bounds; I can see it in his loose gait, the exaggerated swagger, and the too-casual way he’s dragging his flip-flops across the cold, marble tile floor. It’s noisy, irritating, and completely uncalled for. In the moment, my mind drifts to his personal life, and I theorize that he listens to heavy metal music to sooth his foul temperament, drinks his coffee black—as black as his soul—and his liquor straight up. I imagine once he’s had sex with someone, they’re never invited back. I go one step further and theorize that they’re never invited to spend the night at his place, either. Zeke Daniels makes his way to a table at the far end of the room, near the periodicals, one out of the way with plenty of privacy. Sets his bag down in one of the four wooden chairs. Flicks on the small study lamp. Plugs his laptop cord into the base and stands. Turns. Our eyes would have met then were it not for those ludicrous sunglasses. I choose the exact moment he lifts his gaze to look down at the ground. Busy myself with shuffling papers on the counter. Count to ten instead of chanting, Please don’t come over, please don’t come over, please don’t come over… But luck isn’t on my side because he most decidedly does.
Makes his way over like a predator at a pace so deliberate, I’m convinced he’s doing it on purpose. As if he suspects I’m watching from under my long lashes, dreading his imminent arrival. He basks in my discomfort. The distance between us closes, his strides purposeful. Twenty feet. Fifteen. Ten. Eight. Three. His large hand reaches up, pushing down the hood of his sweatshirt, his fingertips pinching the earpiece of his sunglasses and pulling them off his face. My eyes follow the movements as he folds them closed, hanging them on the neckline of his hoodie. His gaze lingers—those clear gray eyes famous around campus—and finds the shiny silver bellhop bell perched on the counter with the sign next to it that reads, Ring for help. Ding. The tip of his forefinger presses down on the small bell. Ding. He hits it again, despite me standing not three feet in front of him. What an ass.
I put adulting on hold for two nights in a row. I lost sleep. I went to work looking like a zombie. Why? Because I just found the most amazing author and series to follow. I am 100% obsessed with the entire cast of characters from Sara Ney’s How to Date a Douchebag Series. What an incredible reading journey that left my bookworm heart happy and satisfied. One of my reading goals for 2017 was to read as many new-to-me authors as possible. I have never read anything by this author so I was excited to read The Studying Hours and The Failing Hours back-to-back. My social media news feed was full of posts concerning these books and I am so happy that I read this series. Sebastian and Zeke are Douchebag Royalty. If you have not met them yet, you are seriously missing out! Don’t even get me started on Jameson and Violet. These girls are the kind of heroines I love to cheer for. Zeke Daniels is intimidating and a complete douchebag. Violet DeLuca knows this all too well. She’s been on the receiving end of his bad mood one too many times. Their paths keep on crossing and she’s more confused than ever when it comes to the mystery that is Zeke Daniels. As days go by, Violet and Zeke grow closer together. Their chemistry is explosive and undeniable. Will Violet give in to temptation and fall for Zeke or will she guard her heart and keep her distance? Gah!!! I loved every single minute of my reading escape. Violet and Zeke are two of the most fascinating characters that I have ever met. They are like night and day. Zeke is moody and he`s a total douche noodle and Violet is sweet, lovable and kind. They both have an intensity that pulls them towards each other and that is why they complete each other to perfection. Violet was the breath of fresh air that Zeke needed in his life. Each one of her smiles is like a soothing balm on his emotional scars. These characters not only grew as a couple, but as individuals as well. I loved how Violet peeled every single layer that was keeping Zeke prisoner from filing his life with happiness. Zeke was extremely stubborn and I wanted to deliver some much needed virtual slaps his way. OMG!! He fell hard for Violet and that totally melted my heart and made me swoon. From the captivating writing style to the intoxicating characters, Sara Ney delivered a story that kept me turning the pages from beginning to end! I look forward to reading her next releases and her previous work as well. This series is scoring a place in my favorite list. I will without a doubt read them again soon. If you are looking for your next unputdownable reading escape ... This is it!
I give, The Failing Hours, by Sara Ney, 5 exquisite, swoony, sexy, all-consuming stars!
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, Tessa Dare (to name a few). I am a glutton for Historical, RomCom, Sports and MC romance. One husband. Two daughters. Plenty of chaos.