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Series Complete!

The epic conclusion to the Palm South University Series…

Sisterhood is forever, but can it survive life’s biggest curveballs?

Erin fights for justice while Bear continues to fight his demons in order to be the man he wants to be for the woman he loves. Skyler considers what will come after graduation — and whether or not Kip will be a part of the plan. Cassie and Adam navigate their newfound long distance relationship, and find the path to be bumpier than expected.

Meanwhile, a shocking accident has Ashlei facing the biggest challenges of her life — while Jess has to decide which brother she wants in hers forever.

School is almost over for this university crew, but the drama has just begun.

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My Review

This ending was fantastically fabulous y’all!! Though I was not really ready for this series to be over, it couldn’t have ended any better. This last season of episodes was just as packed full of love, sex, drama, angst and frustration as ever! I devoured every single syllable from start to finish. And I was a quick chick!! I couldn’t put it down. We had tested loves, long distance love, love triangles. Semi break ups, and makeups. We had it all. We had all the components of a perfect HEA for some  and more non traditional HEA’s for others. It was MAGICAL! 

Erin, Jess, Skyler, Cassie, Ashlei, Bear and Adam won me over way back in the beginning. Somewhere along the way Kip, Kade, Brandon and Jarrett and the other secondary characters became just as huge a part of these girl’s stories. I was just as invested in what happens to these dudes. 

Now I can say, like college itself, the growth in the characters from the first book to the last was astonishing. I love that it was just like watching/reading these kids go from young college kiddos to full grown mature adults ready to take on the world. It made these characters’ problems and issues believable and relatable, and you were able to easily sympathize with them. I cried so much during this book. I cried for the situations, I cried because I was happy, I cried because I didn’t want to let them go. They were my friends now. 

If you have not checked out this PSU series yet YOU ARE MISSING OUT!! They are on KU so grab them and start binge reading today!! 

 

Meet Kandi

Kandi Steiner is a bestselling author and whiskey connoisseur living in Tampa, FL. Best known for writing “emotional rollercoaster” stories, she loves bringing flawed characters to life and writing about real, raw romance — in all its forms. No two Kandi Steiner books are the same, and if you’re a lover of angsty, emotional, and inspirational reads, she’s your gal.

An alumna of the University of Central Florida, Kandi graduated with a double major in Creative Writing and Advertising/PR with a minor in Women’s Studies. She started writing back in the 4th grade after reading the first Harry Potter installment. In 6th grade, she wrote and edited her own newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the principal caught on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried fighting for her “freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing romance after college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic, and likes to highlight all the challenges of love as well as the triumphs.

When Kandi isn’t writing, you can find her reading books of all kinds, talking with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her friends and family. She enjoys live music, traveling, anything heavy in carbs, beach days, movie marathons, craft beer and sweet wine — not necessarily in that order.

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Title: Well Played
Authors: Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Sommer Stein, Perfect Pear Creative
Photo: Celso Colaco
Model: Gonçalo Teixeira
Release Date: October 25, 2021

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It all started with a bet.

When my young son inherited half of his great grandfather’s historic inn, I decided to move us both to the place where I grew up.
Notice I said half of the Inn. The other half now belonged to Levi Miller, the famous quarterback who had other ideas about what we should do with the property.
We won’t mention that I accidentally injured him during our first meeting, causing him to get eight stitches.
You could say we got off on the wrong foot.
We bickered a lot as we both moved into the property while we figured things out.
He wanted to unload the rundown place which, admittedly, needed a lot of work.
I wanted to restore The Palm Inn to its original beauty and re-open it as a bed and breakfast.
We couldn’t agree on anything. So Levi made me a proposal. One he thought I would surely lose. If I could sell out the place by the time he had to leave for training at the end of summer, he would back off and let me run it.
But in the weeks that followed, we got more than we bargained for while we were living under the same roof.
Levi and I got closer, and before I knew it, my nightly fantasies about the brawny Adonis became a reality. Not to mention, he was so great with my son.
We were in over our heads in more ways than one.
Because not only was he the last man on Earth I should be falling for because of our deal, but Levi was also my ex’s older brother.
And now the inn was the least of my problems.

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Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles have appeared in over a hundred Bestseller lists and are currently translated in twenty-five languages. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
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Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance. 

She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor. Penelope resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism. 
With over two million books sold, she is a 21-time New York Times bestseller and the author of over twenty novels. Her books have been translated into over a dozen languages and can be found in bookstores around the world.

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TILL IT HURTS by CORA BRENT

Release Date: July 29th

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Genre/Tropes: Brother’s Best Friend/Second Chance Romance

 

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Blurb:

No one would say that our story is pretty.

But we were in love before we hated each other.

And we were friends long before that.

Growing up, I saw Jace Zielinski every day.

He lived next door. I cheered him on at football games. I gave him advice on girls. He was my brother’s best friend and the three of us were always together.

I didn’t realize I’d already fallen for Jace until the hot summer night when we kissed for the first time.

Our magical season felt like destiny.

And then came the disaster that tore us all to shreds.

I lost Jace. I lost my brother. In many ways I lost myself.

Ten years later, Jace is untouchable in a world of pro athlete fame and glory.

I never wanted to see him again and I’d definitely never pick him to be my hero.

Not even when I’m broke and terrified and running away from ruin.

But it seems I have no choice.

Somehow we’re both back in the same place where we started.

I have nowhere else to go and Jace refuses to leave.

We’re on this collision course together.

Fated to repeat our own turbulent history.

Both the parts that felt the best.

And the parts that hurt the most.

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Cora Brent was born in a cold climate and escaped as soon as it was legally possible. Now, she lives in the desert with her husband, two kids and a prickly pear cactus she has affectionately named ‘Spot’. Cora’s closet is filled with boxes of unfinished stories that date back her 1980’s childhood and all her life she has dreamed of being an author. Amazingly, she is now a New York Times and USA Today bestselling writer of contemporary romance and begs not to be awakened from this dream.

 

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The Spark Release Blitz

Title: The Spark
Author: Vi Keeland
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 12, 2021
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Before I even met Donovan Decker, I knew his shoe size.

You see, I’d gone away for a few days, and in my haste to get out of the airport, I’d grabbed the wrong suitcase.
After checking out the expensive footwear and tailored clothes, I dialed the number on the luggage tag hoping maybe Mister Big Spender might have my bag.
A deep, velvety voice answered, and as luck would have it, he had my suitcase, too.
Donovan and I met at a coffee shop to do the exchange.
Turned out, it wasn’t just his voice that was sexy. The man holding my luggage was absolutely gorgeous, and we had an immediate spark.
He got me to admit that I’d snooped in his bag and then convinced me to make it up to him by letting him buy me coffee.
Coffee led to dinner, dinner led to dessert, and dessert led to spending an entire weekend together. Donovan wasn’t just handsome with a panty-dropping voice. He was also funny, smart, and surprisingly down to earth for a man who wore seven-hundred-dollar shoes.
Did I mention he also did my laundry while I slept?
Definitely too good to be true.
So what did I do to repay him for his kindness?
I waited until he was in the shower, then ghosted him.
My life was too complicated for such a great guy.
In the months that passed, I thought about Donovan often. But New York City had eight-million people, so what were the chances I’d run into him?
Then again, what were the chances I’d run into him a year later…when I’d just started dating his boss?
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Title: The Spark
Author: Vi Keeland
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 12, 2021
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CHAPTER 1

Autumn

I’m definitely getting too old for this.

I tossed a pile of mail on the couch and plopped down beside it. It was barely six o’clock, and I wouldn’t have minded climbing into bed and calling it a day. I needed a vacation from my four-day mini vacation. Thank goodness I’d scheduled myself a weekend to recover. My girls’ trip/early bachelorette party in Vegas for my friend Anna—the one where we were all going to relax by the pool and get spa treatments—had turned into all-night clubbing and almost missing my flight home earlier today because I’d overslept. It had definitely been a while since I drank more than two glasses of wine in the span of a week, and I was feeling my ripe old age of twenty-eight before the sun had even set this Friday night. Thank God I didn’t have to work tomorrow.
I briefly considered going the hair-of-the-dog route and sucking back a vodka cran while zoning out on Netflix, but then my phone rang, crashing me back to reality.
Ugh…
Dad flashed on the screen. I should’ve just gotten it over with and spoken to him, but I didn’t have the energy. Nonetheless, allowing myself to avoid the stress speaking to my father would inevitably cause reminded me of the other thing I needed to do that I’d been avoiding all afternoon. Laundry. One of my least-favorite tasks—mostly because it required me to sit downstairs in my building’s dingy basement laundry room. Up until a few months ago, I would start my laundry and come back forty-five minutes later to make the switch to the dryer. But that practice had come to a halt after one of my loads went missing—an entire load of wet bras and underwear. Who the hell stole wet clothes? At least nab dry ones. Nevertheless, it was an expensive lesson, and now I didn’t leave the basement until my clothes were washed and dried.
Sighing, I begrudgingly went to the bedroom, where my suitcase still sat on the bed, and unzipped it. I’d packed a linen skirt on top that I hadn’t wound up wearing, and I figured I’d hang it in the bathroom and hope the wrinkles worked themselves out over the course of a couple of steamy showers. I hated ironing almost as much as I hated doing laundry downstairs.
But when I flipped open the top of the suitcase, my linen skirt wasn’t on top. At first I thought my bag must’ve been selected for search, and things hadn’t been put back in order… Though the wingtip shoe I lifted was most definitely not mine.

Shit.

I rummaged through the suitcase in a panic.
Slacks, running clothes, a men’s dress shirt… A sickening feeling washed over me, and I scrambled to look at the luggage tag. I’d never filled out the identification card inside, but the leather had my initials embossed on the outside.
And this one…had no initials.

Crap. Crap. Crap.

I’d grabbed the wrong bag off the luggage carousel. I started to sweat. All of my makeup was in that bag! Not to mention a week’s worth of my best outfits and shoes. I needed to get it back. Rushing to the kitchen, I grabbed my cell from the charger on the counter and Googled the number for the airline. After wading through a half-dozen prompts, I reached a recording.
“Thank you for calling American Airlines. Due to unprecedented call volume, your estimated wait time is approximately forty-one minutes.”
Forty-one minutes! I blew out a rush of air. Great. Just great.
In the meantime, while I waited on hold on speakerphone, listening to staticky music, it hit me that whoever’s luggage I had might very well have mine. I hadn’t even checked the luggage tag to see if, unlike mine, the identification information was filled in.
I zipped back down the hall to my bedroom.
Bingo!
Donovan Deckerkind of a cool name. And he lived here in the city! Thankfully, Donovan even had his phone number listed. It couldn’t be that easy, could it? I doubted it, but considering I still had forty minutes before I could speak to someone at the airline, I wasn’t losing much for trying. So I swiped to end my call. I started to punch in the numbers on the tag, and then decided to hit *67 first to make my number private. With my luck, the guy wouldn’t have my luggage, but he’d be a total creeper.
I was caught off guard when a man’s deep voice answered on the first ring. I hadn’t yet figured out what I was going to say.
“Uhhh. Hi. My name is Autumn, and I think I might have your luggage.”
“That was quick. I just hung up with you guys two minutes ago.”
He must’ve thought I was calling from the airline. “Oh, no. I don’t work for American. I traveled home this morning and must’ve grabbed the wrong bag at JFK.”
“What are your initials?”
“My initials?”
“Yeah, you know, the first letter of your first name and the first letter of your last name.”
I rolled my eyes. “I know what initials are. I just don’t understand why you would ask—Oh! Does that mean you have my luggage? I have my initials embossed on the luggage tag.”
“That depends on what your initials are, Autumn. The first letter matches.”
“My initials are AW.”
“Well, then it seems you are indeed the thief who clipped my luggage.”
Sure, I hadn’t checked my luggage tag, but it offended me that he was calling me a thief. “Wouldn’t we both be thieves? Since you’re in possession of my luggage?”
“I only took yours because it was the last one left rotating around the carousel. You see, unlike you, I checked the luggage tag the first time it passed, and when I saw it wasn’t mine, I left it for the rightful owner to claim. But the line at baggage customer service was twenty deep, and I had a meeting I was already late for. So I took the one I have hostage until the airline could sort it out.”
My shoulders slumped. “Oh. Sorry.”
“It’s fine. Are you here in the City?”
“I am. Could we possibly meet to swap bags?”
“Sure. When and where? I’m out now, but I’ll be back in an hour or two.”
The tag had an address on the Upper East Side, but I lived on the West Side, farther downtown. “Could we meet at the Starbucks on 80th and Lex?” That was closer to him, but at least I’d only have to drag the suitcase onto one subway.
“I can’t think of any excuse not to. What time?”
That was sort of a weird way to phrase a yes, and the way he emphasized the word excuse seemed odd. But hey, I was getting my bag back. So what if he turned out to be a little strange? At least I’d hidden my phone number, and we were meeting in a public place.
“How about eight?”
“I’ll see you then.”
It sounded like he was about to hang up. “Wait…” I said. “How will I know it’s you?”
“I’ll be the one holding your luggage, Autumn W.”
I chuckled. “Oh, yeah. Sorry…long week in Vegas.”
I bent and lifted the shoe from the top of the bag. Ferragamo. Expensive. And big, too. A quick peek revealed it was a size thirteen. The inner teenager in me couldn’t help but think big feet, big…. Plus, the guy had a deep, sexy voice. I would definitely be exploring more of the dude’s luggage after we hung up.
“I’ll meet you at eight,” he said.
“See you then.” I was just about to swipe my phone off when something hit me. Oh God! “Hello? Wait…are you still there?”
It took a heartbeat or two, but the sexy voice came back on the line. “What’s up?”
“Ummm… Did you…open my bag?”
“I unzipped it at the airport to make sure it wasn’t mine when I noticed the luggage tag initials.”
“Did you…see anything?”
“There was a pink thong on top, so that pretty much sealed the deal that it didn’t belong to me. But I didn’t rummage through, if that’s what you’re asking.”
I forgot I’d shoved that thong in at the last minute. It had been at the back of a drawer when I’d checked the hotel room one last time on my way out. But I’d take him seeing my underwear over the other stuff inside my bag. I blew out a sigh of relief. “Okay, that’s great. Thank you. I’ll see you at eight at Starbucks.”
“Whoa. Hang on a second—not so fast. You sounded pretty nervous that I might’ve gone through your bag. Are you hiding something sinister in there? I’m not going to be walking around with a suitcase full of drugs or something, am I?”
I cracked a smile. “No, definitely not. I just…I’d prefer if you didn’t go through it.”
“Did you rummage through mine?”
I glanced at the shoe in my hand. Taking out one measly piece of footwear wouldn’t be considered rummaging, right? Nah. “No, I didn’t.”
“Are you planning on it?” he asked.
I had no idea what the man looked like, yet I could tell by his voice that he was smiling now.
“Nope,” I lied.
“Alright. Then we have a deal. I won’t go through your bag, and you won’t go through mine.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Do I have your word on that, Autumn W? I might have some things I’d prefer you didn’t see in there.”
“Like what?”
He chuckled. “See you at eight.”
After we hung up, I tossed the shoe back into the suitcase and bent to close it. But as I reached for the zipper, my curiosity got the best of me. Was he just screwing with me, or did he really have something in here he didn’t want me to see? Of course, I knew what I had in mine, which made me extra curious.
I shook my head and started to pull the zipper closed. About halfway, I laughed out loud. Who was I kidding? Now that I didn’t have laundry to do, I had almost a full two hours to kill before I met Mr. Bigfoot. This suitcase would taunt me all that time. I’d most certainly give in eventually, so why not put myself out of that misery and just take a little look-see inside now? Then I’d be able to relax. He’d never know I hadn’t lived up to my end of the bargain. Not to mention, for all I knew, he was elbow deep in my suitcase right now. In that case, it would only be fair that I got to go through his, right?
I nibbled my lip for a few seconds as a wave of guilt washed over me. But I quickly forced that out of my mind. Of course I’m right.
Feeling justified now, I unzipped the suitcase and took a minute to mentally note how everything was packed: a white dress shirt was folded on top, and two shoes were set on either side, heels facing up. I carefully unpacked those and placed them on the bed next to the suitcase in the same order. The next layer had more folded clothes: two expensive dress shirts, a pair of sweats, boxer briefs, and a few T-shirts, one of which had something emblazoned on the front—familiar lettering that began HA—so I unfolded it to see what it said. Harvard Law.
Ugh. One of those. No wonder he could afford Ferragamo shoes.
Underneath the pile of clothes was a white laundry bag—the kind a hotel gives you to put your dry cleaning in, but most people used it to separate their dirty clothes. With no desire to sort through smelly socks, I started to fold the clothes back into the suitcase, feeling a twinge of disappointment. But when I smoothed out the layers of the pile, I felt something lumpy and hard underneath in the plastic laundry bag. So I took the clothes back out and looked inside, hoping to find…I’m not sure what. Though what I found was definitely not what I expected.
The bag was filled with at least twenty or thirty of those little shampoo bottles hotels give out. Actually, a closer inspection revealed some were conditioner and a few were moisturizer. Buried on the very bottom were also three little sewing kits and half-a-dozen toothbrushes wrapped in plastic—the kind you could get at the front desk of a hotel when you forgot yours.
What the heck had Mr. Bigfoot done? Rob a housekeeping cart? This kind of stuff, though a lesser quantity, is what you’d usually find in my suitcase since I was broke all the time. But it wasn’t the type of thing you’d expect in the suitcase of a man who had gone to Harvard and wore seven-hundred-dollar dress shoes.
Now I was even more curious to meet Donovan Decker.
***
I arrived at Starbucks almost twenty minutes early, so I went online to treat myself to a flat white with honey almond milk. Even ordering it had me salivating, thinking about the sweet, creamy drink. Expensive coffee was my indulgence, but it didn’t happen too often with the five-dollar price tag and my skimpy budget.
I stood at the end of the counter, waiting for my drink and mindlessly scrolling on my phone, when a man walking through the front door caught my attention.

Oh, wow.

Now that was one good-looking man. Describing him as merely tall, dark, and handsome didn’t cut it, not by a mile. Jet-black hair framed a magnificent face with a chiseled, masculine bone structure, full lips, and a Romanesque nose. I wasn’t the only one to notice, either. I watched as the Adonis took a step back outside to hold the door open for a woman exiting the store, and the poor lady caught one glimpse of him and literally tripped over her own feet.
Seemingly oblivious that he’d caused the incident, he extended a hand to help her up, flashed a killer smile, and strolled inside. His bright blue eyes scanned the room, stopping right on my ogling ones. Embarrassed at being caught, I quickly diverted my attention back to my phone. A few seconds later, I was still pretending to be enraptured by my screen when footsteps came to a halt in front of me. I glanced up and blinked a few times. The guy from the door flashed a crooked smile.
“Were you able to control yourself?”
My forehead wrinkled. “Excuse me?”
His eyes danced with mirth, and his voice lowered. “I bet you couldn’t.”
I stared at him for an awkward moment before finally shaking my head. “What on Earth are you talking about?”
The man’s brows furrowed. “We made a deal, remember? I wouldn’t go through yours, if you didn’t touch mine?”
I’d watched the man walk in, stood right in front of him staring for at least a solid minute, and it took until now for me to notice he had something in his hand.
“Oh my God. You have my suitcase!”
He laughed but still looked perplexed. “What did you think I was talking about?”
“I…I don’t know. I was thoroughly confused.”
“I thought you saw me walk in.”
I did. But I hadn’t made it past your face. “No, I hadn’t noticed. Sorry. I guess I was just zoning out.”
The barista behind the counter yelled my name. I was glad for an excuse to put some distance between this guy and me. I needed a moment to gather my wits. Though when I returned, I still felt a little off-kilter.
“Thank you for meeting me to swap suitcases,” I said. “I’m really sorry I took the wrong one.”
“No problem.”
I rolled his case forward and released the handle. But the Adonis didn’t do the same. In fact, he pulled my bag closer to his side.
“Before we switch…” He tilted his head and studied my face. “I’m curious to know if you kept your word.”
I mimicked his pose and tilted my head. “What if I say I didn’t?”
“Well, then you’d have to pay a penalty for violating the terms of our deal.”
I raised a brow, intrigued. “A penalty?”
He nodded. “That’s right. There’s a penalty.”
I laughed as I lifted my coffee for a sip. “I just got back from a girls’ weekend in Vegas. Pretty sure this overpriced drink just used up the last five dollars in my bank account.”
“I wasn’t referring to a monetary penalty.”
“What kind of a penalty, then?”
He stroked the stubble on his chin for a moment. “You’d have to have coffee with me.”
Did this guy really think that would be a hardship? I debated how to answer. If I told the truth, it would be embarrassing. I mean, I went through the man’s personal belongings. But the flipside was I’d get to check him out some more over coffee. Then again, I’d be agreeing to spend time with a complete stranger. Though…whenever I met a guy online, I usually met him at a coffeehouse, and I probably knew more about this guy after going through his suitcase than I would from an online chat. Not to mention, none of my online dates had looked like Donovan Decker lately. In fact, none had made it further than coffee in a while.
Adonis had been watching my face as I debated my answer. His smirk made me think he already knew I’d checked out his bag. So, what the hell?
I stood tall and met his stare. “Was the lady from housekeeping harmed in the robbery?”
His eyes narrowed for a heartbeat, but then a giant smile spread across his face. He held his hand out toward the seating area. “After you, Autumn W.”

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The Bosun Review


OMG y’all! Flutters of excitement, this book gave me butterflies 🦋 and goosebumps and so many moments of fan myself goodness! 😍 

So, Harlow Layne is MY GIRL an absolute reaper of Reverse Age Gap! SHE KILLS  IT EVERY DANG TIME! Intern, The Model and now The Bosun! GAH! My heart is so full though, y’all! Holy Moly Harlow Layne sure put me through the ringer though as always. Lol

There are so many unexpected gems in this book, it will give you everything you are yearning for and things you didn’t even know you wanted or needed. 🙌🏻 From the second you crack the first page it will keep you hanging on every word hoping against all that Stella gets her groove back and overcomes everything her disastrous marriage and divorce put her through. Amongst dramatically sweet and swoony and incredibly funny mishaps, to unexpected moments of frustration, Remy and Stella’s journey is the most delectably phenomenal rollercoaster of emotions. I laughed, I cried, I stressed, I swooned.  I fell so hard for and couldn’t help but to root for the sexy, sweet and so perfectly matched for Stella , Remy. In the past ladies I may have claimed in no uncertain terms that Ryder was MINE, but believe me when I say Remy sure gives him a run for his money.  He’s mine too  just letting y’all know now! I will share him with Stella, cause she’s my girl and her and Pen would probably gang up on me, but I’m not sharing with nobody else. Lol 😏

Stella is a loving friend, sweet, sassy, but is trying to regain her confidence after her ex-husband did the unthinkable. When she first sees the off limits, Remy, she is blown away by this drop dead gorgeous man. He is legit EVERYTHING! He could do things to her body she didn’t even know were possible. 

She’s had a rough go as of late and he only wants to make her feel desired and make her feel better.  They both know this can only be a super secret vacation romance. When life throws situations that beg to differ will Stella take the opportunity given and finally get her much deserved HEA? 

Remy is working as the bosun on a chartered Yacht when he first meets Stella and her band of wild and missflt friends. He is this phenomenally hot,  sweet, young and fun-loving guy but also very off-limits charter staff member. But he’s also very mature and polite. However he is hiding some secrets and feelings of his own. This guy may be young but he’s far from a kid, the stuff he’s seen and dealing with, OMG!! The tears y’all. Oh how I cried! . This guy is all alpha man. He’s dirty and dominant in the bedroom, and sweet and the perfect gentleman outside. AHHH! Yes, he’s that Yummy of a combo, ladies. He’s got it bad for his “sexy Stella.” When the vacation is over can Remy just walk away and just forget about Stella? 

There are most definitely many obstacles that she and Remy must overcome but they just had this undeniable chemistry from the moment they first met. It was hot and electric and they never stood a chance at not giving into their feelings physically, they were just that flipping hot y’all! But more than that, their emotional connection. 

There is always something a little unconventional about Harlow Layne’s couples, they are truly amazingly beautifully connected couples.  Be it life circumstances, appearances, or age difference, she always manages to shock us in some way with their life’s  journey up to the point of meeting. Her approach to how her couples handle and grow through their challenges and differences are what makes her books heartwarming, edgy, swoony, suspenseful and at times angsty. Nevertheless her couples love stories always manage to transcend whatever life throws their way.  The characters are strong, resilient and above all they LOVE BIG and love should always win. It does and so do you with every Harlow Layne book, because there is always a Happily Ever After!! 

Swoon 🥰🥰

 My Cr8zysockbookblock blog ratings wrap up for this book! 

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️- Six bring me on that boat and heal all my hurts, Stars. So grateful for the Ryder and Lexie visits. 😍😍I FLOVE THEM! 

This is so much bigger than a Five Star Read. 👆🏻(See that extra star) 

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥-There are not enough words in the dictionary to adequately describe the level of hotness🔥🔥 that you are gonna get with Remy and Stella’s stolen sexy love scenes!! 🔥🥵🔥 This is most definitely a Panty Chucker Y’all! (Chuck em ,  you don’t need em’) 

🌪Cliffhanger Warning-🌪🌪No Cliffhanger! *insert sigh of contentment and happiness*🥰 #EndingPerfection

Heroin Stained Hearts Release & Review




Title: Heroin Stained Hearts
Series: In Vein #3
Author: C.M. Radcliff
Genre: Contemporary New Adult Romance
Release Date: April 22, 2021

BLURB
After a terrifying health scare, Ander is finally getting the help he needs.

He’s running out of options and needs the treatment.
The only thing is, he hasn’t been honest with Hadley.
One truth leads to a cascade of events that all circle back to one thing… Ander’s addiction.

Life is never easy and the road to recovery is paved with shattered glass.
Hadley’s in love with an addict that harbors more secrets than Pandora’s Box.
Ander is in love with the girl that deserves more than he can give her.

Their love was built on a mountain of lies and broken promises.
When it all comes crashing down, will their love survive?
Or will they finally fall apart?

My Review

Ander and Hadley are back. Breaking hearts and each other’s spirits with the beautiful inevitably toxic love they share. This poor couple is the absolute epitome of the addict and the enabler that will love them into the grave. They both are so irrevocably in love with each other.

But ultimately Ander can’t change who he is and what he does just because of Hadley. If her love was enough he would do it for her in a heartbeat, but Anders’ problems are big. But Hadley knows deep down that she can just love him better, she knows she can’t keep enabling him. It’s gonna hurt and take some huge sacrifice on her part because she just can’t stay in this world of worry and stress with him. But… Has he finally broken his last straw?

This book, like the others in the series, is emotional and raw. It’s so gut wrenching and real at it’s core you can help but to be swept away into Hadley and Anders’ story. To sympathize with everyone who has ever loved someone so much that they have found themselves in a continuous loop like we see here with Ander and Hadley. Their story is devastated and deep and raw and frustrating. But it’s so REAL y’all! There are couples out there like our Ander and Hadley right now and they don’t survive. So I can’t wait for book four. They have such deep strength and love that they pull from one another. Hardly is so much stronger than she knows and if anyone can be the incentive to make him get clean forever it’s her. I just hope it works. 

Please read this delicious angst fest. You will be on the edge the entire time. This book is all highs and lows for our characters and all of it is magnificent writing. Get it today!! 

Cr8zysockbookblock Ratings Wrap Up! 

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️Five Stars for this amazing story 

🔥🔥🔥🔥Four Flames because Ander and Hadley are always hella hot! 

🌪🌪Cliffy- this book does not have resolution. There is book four coming in June!







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AUTHOR BIO
C.M. Radcliff lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and two demon children. Known as the Psycho Queen, she speaks fluent sarcasm, dark humor, and has the mouth of a sailor. If she isn’t reading or writing, she’s probably on an adventure with her little family.



Lie to Me Surprise Release

LIE TO ME

A standalone romance novel



If my childhood taught me anything, it was to survive.

Now I have a deep-rooted mistrust of people and a wall of steel and ice surrounding my heart.


So, when Reed Ryan steps into my life, I know I need to keep him far away.

He’s everything I grew up hating. Fighting. Fleeing.

Devastatingly handsome, he looks like a drunken regret and has heartbreak written over every inch of his body—literally. He’s the quintessential bad boy . . . and he’s a cop.


But the man is my undoing.

When I push, he stands firm.

When I fight, he battles for us.

When he touches me, my traitorous body and heart respond.


Little does Reed know, every lie I feed him is laced with truth.

I have demons that refuse to let me go. Now one of them is threatening to destroy us both.


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A Gorgeous Villain Cover Reveal

Release Date: June 3

Two years ago, Reed Jackson betrayed Calliope Thorne and broke her heart. So she stole his most prized possession – a white mustang – and drove it into the lake for revenge.

 
Now, Callie is stuck at a reform school while Reed is off at college, living his life without repercussions.
 
Until he comes back.
 
With him comes back all the feelings that Callie has been trying to bury: anger and heartbreak.
 
But most of all, desire. At the sight of his beautiful but lying lips and his gunmetal gray eyes that still taunt and smolder when he looks at her.
 
Whatever though. It’s not as if Callie is ever going to fall for her ex-boyfriend again. Or let him corner her in a bar one night and touch her, kiss her…
 
Neither is she going to kiss him back. Or worse, sleep with him.
 
Because that would make her naïve and foolish.
 
Oh, and also pregnant.
 
And there’s no way Callie is ever going to get pregnant at eighteen and with Reed’s baby, no less. The guy she hates.
 
The guy who taught her all about heartbreak. Who might look like a gorgeous hero but really
is the villain of her story.
 
NOTE: This story is a standalone and does not contain cheating.


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Badly Behaved Release Blitz & Review

Release Date: April 7

I’m a Monet.

A chameleon.

I’m whatever I must be.

And what I must be is a flawless daughter, a skilled socialite, and the perfect prize to the man who signed along the dotted line.

Not that I’m complaining.

I’m all for a contractual agreement, a quick and clean catapult into the next phase of rich girl life. One that takes little thought, less effort, and zero devotion.

It’s exactly what I want.

An impassive life.

A calculated future.

Or, it was until the lights went out, darkness took over, and I learned what it meant to live.

To feel.

To fall.

But everyone knows what thrives in the night burns in the light and flames were among us.

There is no escape.

No turning back.

No ending within my control.

My mother always says our choices determine our consequences.

I hate it when she’s right.

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This is an all-new 103k word standalone romance about a rich girl and the trouble she finds herself in when she catches the eye of a guy unlike the ones in her world.


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My Review

Meagan Brandy has knocked me on my Fanny again y’all! In true Meagan fashion she has delivered a book so unexpected and original I’m almost struggling to find words to convey my love for this book, while not giving away any secrets. 

I certainly hope you aren’t afraid of the dark?! The darkest and most delicious monsters come out to play in the dark, and holy hades these are some mouthwatering monsters. With sexy names to match the sexy and dark personas you will find yourself guessing and wondering what in the world is happening?! You quickly learn that the guys characters in this book are so perfectly penned and deep. They are unique and have this eerie and impenetrable vibe going on to their trio. As we go on I can’t explain the feelings in my heart as each one’s own personal story starts to become unveiled. Every emotion I had was tugged at. It didn’t know my heart had room for more of Meagan Brandy’s boys after Brayshaw, but I WAS WRONG!! 

Then our gorgeous heroine. She had  castle sized walls up too. She was a perfectly polished façade from the front and no one had been able to penetrate past the mask she hid behind…Until now. My heart broke for her because no one knew who she truly was, what she really felt, or why she was the way she was. I was so frustrated for her. I really wanted to throttle on her behalf. She really won me over. Quickly! 

If you loved the Brayshaw boys, prepare your hearts ladies. There’s some new man in town and they may just steal your heart away from your favorite Bray!  If you thought your Braygirls knew how to bring out their inner “B” well just wait till you meet “Trouble”! 

I will say the first 20% or so is a smidge overwhelming with all the characters and names thrown your way, but you will catch on to who’s who pretty quick and then it’s unputdownable! Don’t try to predict because you will be blown away with the shocks and twists thrown at you. This book is original, unique, sinful and sexy in all the best ways. It’s mysterious and shocking and it’s just downright really good! Read it y’all!! Yeah, just read it!! 

Cr8zysockbookblock ratings wrap up!! 

⭐️Six Sinfully unforgettably delicious stars! ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

🔥Four Holy Hot Dayum- Fan Yourself Flames-🔥🔥🔥🔥

🌪Cliffhanger Warning-🌪 NO CLIFFY! This HEA was perfect. It was fought so hard for and so deserved for these phenomenal characters.



Meet Meagan Brandy

Meagan Brandy is a USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author of New Adult and Sports Romance books. 

Born and raised in California, she is a married mother of three crazy boys who keep her bouncing from one sports field to another, depending on the season, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Starbucks is her best friend and words are her sanity.


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