Release Blitz (Book Review, Excerpt & Giveaway): Misconduct by Penelope Douglas

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Title: Misconduct
Author: Penelope Douglas @PenDouglas
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 1, 2015
Organized by: As the Pages Turn
Rating: 4.5 stars




Former tennis player Easton Bradbury is trying to be the best teacher she can be, trying to reach her bored students and trying to forget her past. What brought her to this stage in her life isn’t important. She can’t let it be. But now one parent-teacher meeting may be her undoing…

Meeting Tyler Marek for the first time makes it easy for Easton to see why his son is having trouble in school. The man knows how to manage businesses and wealth, not a teenage boy. Or a young teacher, for that matter, though he tries to. And yet…there is something about him that draws Easton in—a hint of vulnerability, a flash of attraction, a spark that might burn.

Wanting him is taboo. Needing him is undeniable. And his long-awaited touch will weaken Easton’s resolve—and reveal what should stay hidden…


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Grace Review

Tyler Marek wants it all.
The highly successful business.
The appointment as Senator.
The son he turned his back on since birth.
The son’s teacher in his bed.
*record scratches off*

Yes, you’ve got that right.  This is a twist on the popular student/teacher theme, only it’s a teacher/student’s father (but with no cheating).  It’s forbidden on more than one level because:

The relationship could cost Easton her job.
Tyler could lose, Christian, his son, forever.
The relationship could ruin Tyler’s bid to become Senator.

Although the initial meeting between Easton and Tyler has potential, the two quickly become combatants under the school setting.  And I’ll be honest, Tyler is a huge dickhead toward Easton. He seems so entitled, used to getting everything he wants, so bossing around his son’s teacher is acceptable.  Although Easton is not weak, she’s actually a bit of a spitfire, which I loved.

“Why do you care what I think?”
“I don’t,” he maintained.  “I care that you don’t think of me at all.”

Although Easton has some odd quirks, I admired her resiliency.  Having lost so much and suffered through guilt and paranoia, she could redraw within herself.  Ok, she does a bit of that socially, but she does manage to create a new life for herself.  Her teaching style is different from what I grew up with and while I understood the challenges some parents, like Tyler, had with her style, it is clear how she is using technology to engage students.  Every kid is obsessed with their phone, why not put it to good use?

While Easton dominates in the teaching setting, it is not until Tyler that she is truly drawn out of her shell.  The two have hate/dislike towards each other, but the attraction and sexual tension is just beneath the surface.  It’s just a matter of time until they give in to their lust.

Get in his bed.  Self-destruct, because some rides can’t be stopped.

What I loved more about this story is the play on the desire to have it all and the ability to make a sacrifice for what is most important. Because Tyler can’t have it all.

A man who endeavored to be better was already superior to the man who claimed to be great.

It may hurt, but Tyler absolutely did the right thing.  And in doing so, his actions mean so much more than words, which makes all the difference for the person whose heart he is trying to win.  This book has passion and compassion.  Other than the twist, which I thought was very sad, it is sexy and sweet with a good message.  If I wasn’t already convinced of the author’s talents before this past month, I certainly would now.  Releasing Corrupt and Misconduct, two very different books, show the author’s range.  An automatic 1-click author for me.

– Grace

*An ARC was received for an honest review.

Misconduct – Excerpt

“Good morning. Tyler Marek’s office,” a woman’s pleasant voice chirped. “How can I help you?”

My heart pounded in my ears, and I could feel the pulse in my neck throb. I held back, almost wishing he wasn’t in his office after all.

I needed time to calm down.

But I swallowed and pushed forward anyway. “Yes, hello,” I rushed out.

“Easton, keep your cool,” I heard my brother warn from my side.

I bit my lip to keep the anger out of my voice. “I’m Easton Bradbury calling for Mr. Marek,” I told her. “I’m sure he’s not in today, but—”

“Just a moment, please,” she interrupted, and disappeared.

I sucked in a breath, realizing that he was in after all.

“Marek?” my brother asked. “Tyler Marek?”

I glanced at him, arching an eyebrow in annoyance.

“Easton, get off the call,” Jack ordered.

His arm shot out, trying to grab the phone, but I slapped his hand away.

“Watch the road!” I barked, pointing at the street ahead.

“Easton, I’m serious,” he growled. “Tyler Marek has a workforce of more than ten thousand people. He may be a senator, for crying out loud. It isn’t your place to argue with him.”

I shot him a look. My place?

My brother was worried about his career, but I didn’t care who Marek was. He was still a man.

Nothing but a man.

“Ms. Bradbury.”

I turned my head away from my brother, suddenly hearing Marek’s voice in my ear.

Thick anticipation filled my chest, and I dropped my eyes, disappointed that I was actually excited.

“Mr. Marek,” I replied curtly, remembering why I had called. “I received your e-mail, and I’d love to . . .” I trailed off, wiping the sweat off my hairline. “I’d love to schedule a meeting to sit down and work out a plan for Christian.”

“We’ve already met,” he pointed out, his voice clipped. “And it was not a productive use of my time, Ms. Bradbury.”

I tried reasoning. “Mr. Marek, we both want what’s best for your son. If we work together—”

“Ms. Bradbury.” He cut me off, and I could hear people talking in the background. “Apparently I wasn’t clear enough in my e-mail, so let me save us both some time. My son has no problems with any other teacher, so it goes without saying that you’re the problem.” His stern voice cut me, and I felt like shrinking. “You suffer from an overindulged sense of entitlement, and you forget that your job is on a yearly contract.”

My eyes widened, taking in his threat that my job this year could belong to someone else next year. I fisted the hem of the skirt at my thigh.

“Now, I’m a busy man,” he continued, sounding condescending, “and I don’t have time for silly young women who don’t know their place.”

My skin stung from where my fingernail dug in. His son didn’t have problems with me. Perhaps I graded harder than other teachers, and I might have had unorthodox methods, but most of the students enjoyed my class, including Christian. When he participated. If he ever challenged me, it was because his father wouldn’t allow him the freedom to have the tools to participate like all the other students.

“Now, can I get on with my day and consider this issue settled?” he sniped.

Heat spread over my skin, and I bared my teeth. “You can go to hell,” I shot back, raging. “No wonder he can’t stand you.”

“Easton!” Jack burst out next me.

But it was too late. My eyes widened, and my hand tingled, nearly losing grip on the phone.

What the hell did I just say?

Misconduct Teaser

About Penelope Douglas

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Penelope Douglas is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Fall Away series.

She dresses for autumn year round, loves anything lemon flavored, and believes there is too much blood in her Coca Cola stream. Or too much Coca Cola in her blood stream. Or…

You know what? It doesn’t matter. She loves Coke. Now you know.

She lives in Las Vegas with her husband and daughter.

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