Book Tour (Book Review, Excerpt & Giveaway): The Baller by Vi Keeland



Title: The Baller
Author: @ViKeeland
Reviewer: Grace
Genre: Sports Romance, Contemporary Romance
Rating: 4.5 stars

Meet Brody Easton in THE BALLER!

A standalone Contemporary Romance novel by

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Vi Keeland

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The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.   

It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.

The famed quarterback decided to bare all.   

And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.  

No.  The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question.  On camera.   

The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.

When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.

But I don’t date players.  

And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.   

I’d date an athlete.   

It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.   

You know the type.  Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.

Brody Easton was the ultimate player.

Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.

But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.

Turned out, I was that girl.

Simple right?

Let’s face it.  It never is.

There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…  

And this one is ours.


Grace Review

There’s a new book boyfriend in town, and his name is Brody Easton!

I don’t usually read a book, solely based on the cover.  It’s usually a combination of the cover and synopsis, or sometimes just the synopsis.  But I’ll be honest, I requested this book based on the cover alone.  Can you blame me?!  I mean, LOOK!  Sweet baby Jesus!

So then you have this hot cover that will go in your spank bank.  But is the story just as good?  An emphatic – YES!!!  And as I said in my intro, it is all due to Brody.  Like the cover model, this book boyfriend is packing, what with the nickname “Subway”.  The heroine, Delilah Maddox, learns quickly that he lives up to his name, as she attempts to interview him for the first time, buck naked!

Brody is hot, talented, persistent, and a smooth talker.  But those aren’t the qualities that will make you fall head over heels in love with him.

First, there is his humor.  If you know me personally, or have figured me out through my reviews, a sense of humor is a MUST for my top book boyfriends.  And Brody has it in spades.  His assessment of the Disney princesses had me LOLing, and his wooing of Delilah was a mix of aggressive, sweet and flirty.

“That’s an oddly sweet statement.”
“I’m an oddly sweet kinda guy.”

I’d really like to fuck you. 212-538-0321.
I shook my head.  Then I reached down for the other ball.  I flipped it over and found:
Stop shaking your head.  You know you want to.

Second, his gifts to Delilah will give your heart a stutter.  At least that’s what happened to me.  A man who actually listens is a rare thing, ladies.

Third, and most importantly is his loyalty.  The friendship and commitment he made to his neighbor and now motherly figure, Marlene, will seal the deal on this book boyfriend.

How did Delilah get so lucky?  I truly don’t know since we only got small parts from his POV, but knowledge of the game showed him she was more than a pretty face.  And the manwhore finally sees someone worth committing to for only the second time in his life.  Which brings me to the angst part of the book.

The irony hit me then.  After all these years, I’d finally decided to try and put my past behind me.  Right at the same time Brody’s decided to come back into his life.

This story felt like it could be split in two.  The first half was fun, light and sexy.  The second half was a bit introspective, sad, and worrisome.  Yes, I couldn’t read fast enough after Brody is faced with trouble from his past.  Without giving it away, there is something in this part that didn’t sit well with me.  It wasn’t due to Brody, who is perfect.  Really!  Trust me on this.  Delilah, for the most part, was great too, although I wasn’t fan of how she handled some things. But what did bothered me was the internal thoughts and actions of a secondary character.  Realistic, maybe.  However, it was selfish, and created drama that came and went a bit too quickly.

As you read the second half of this book, just repeat after me:
Brody is amazing.  He won’t break my heart.
Brody is amazing.  He won’t break my heart.
Brody is amazing.  He won’t break my heart.
. . .  Got it?

I think this is the author’s best book yet, and if you are looking for a fun sports romance, with the perfect book boyfriend, look no further.

– Grace

*An ARC was received for an honest review.



A new song had just started, and I was enjoying his company when a voice behind me said, “Can I cut in?”

My head whipped around, even though I had no doubt whom the gravelly voice belonged to.

Michael was gracious. “I hate to share. But I suppose I have been hogging the most beautiful woman at the event.” He let go of my hand and stepped back with a gentlemanly nod. “Thank you for the dance, Delilah.”

Again Brody Easton had caught me off guard. Before I knew it, I was dancing with the arrogant jerk.  He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my body tight against his. Way tighter than Michael had held me.

“Good to see you again, Lois Lane.”

The man had balls; I had to give him that. I looked him straight in the eyes. “Nice to see you with clothes on, Easton.”

“Do you prefer me without?”

“I prefer you on the other side of the room.”

He chuckled. It was a hearty laugh. “That’s what happens sometimes when you decide you want to hang out in the men’s locker room.”

I tried to pull back, but he tightened his grip and held me in place. I craned my neck. “Let go of me.”



“That’s right. No.”

“I can scream at the top of my lungs.”

“I’d like to hear you scream.” His tone made it clear he meant he wanted me underneath him while I was doing the screaming.

“You’re an asshole. You know that?”

“I do. You asked me that yesterday. For a reporter, you should really try changing up your questions more frequently.”

My eyes bulged.

Easton shifted his hand down to the small of my back before twirling us around the dance floor. Figures the prick can dance.

“Are you seeing anyone?”

“You can’t be serious?”

He ignored my comment. “Would you like to have dinner tonight?”

“We just ate.”

“Dessert at my place, then?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you hit your head at the game yesterday?”

“On a diet, huh?”

“Yeah. That’s it. I don’t want to go to your place for dessert because I’m on a diet.”

“Well, that’s just a shame.”



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 known 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 smut author by night!

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Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)
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MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
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Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)
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Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)
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The Cole Series (2 book serial)
Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)
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Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)
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Standalone novels
Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)
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First Thing I See
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