Author: Kandi Steiner
Release Date: April 20, 2017
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From the bestselling author of Weightless and A Love Letter to Whiskey
Wren Ballard is trying to find herself.
She never expected to be divorced at twenty-seven, but now that the court date has passed, it’s official. The paperwork is final. Her feelings on it aren’t.
Spending the summer in a small mountain town outside Seattle is exactly what she needs. The peaceful scenery is a given, the cat with the croaky meow is a surprise, but the real kicker? A broody neighbor with nice arms, a strange reputation, and absolutely no interest in her.
Anderson Black is perfectly fine being lost.
He doesn’t care about the town’s new resident — he’s too busy fighting his own demons. But when he’s brought face to face with Wren, he can see her still-fresh wounds from a mile away. What he doesn’t see coming is his need to know who put them there — or his desperation to mend them.
Sometimes getting lost is the way to find yourself. Sometimes healing only adds a new scar. And sometimes the last place you expected to be is exactly where you find home.
Louisa’s 4 Blush Review
Kandi Steiner has done it again. She has given us a story that many can relate to, many will identify with and many will empathize with.
Wren has just left a marriage, on her on volition; she wasn’t feeling that her marriage was what she needed anymore. Her husband wasn’t being the supportive partner in which every woman deserves and desires. She loses her home, her best friend, their mutual friends and is only left with her business (that she loves), her friend and business partner and sadness.
“I wasn’t broken, though I had been bent and bruised.”
She takes off to a cabin in the woods to find her way. There, fate intervenes when she meets Anderson. Anderson is a man who hasn’t been living since the death of his cousin. He has just stopped living. He goes through the motions without any emotion. Until something about Wren awakens him.
To watch these two help heal each other was awe-inspiring.
The intimate scenes between Anderson and Wren were exactly that – intimate, not about the bump and grind (not that there wasn’t some serious bump and grind going on) but soul searching, soul invading intimacy. It wasn’t just about the physical interaction but a whole mind/body experience.
I almost felt as though I was a voyeur looking in on these private moments of their lives. I watched with admiration and wonder as these two healed each other from the inside out.
There are some definite bumps in the road, but they are needed to make this story a complete victory in my mind!
Tera’s 4 Blush Review
Revelry is deep. It’s heartfelt. And it could have ended so many ways, but honestly ended the most perfect way. Kandi Steiner wrote a very beautiful piece with this one.
Wren goes down as one of my most favorite heroines. Not because she helps others or changes the world, but because she takes on herself. In this book, Wren rents out a cabin in the mountains to “find herself.” The peaceful scenery plus the quirky townsfolk help her do exactly that, more importantly, Anderson. However, Momma Von was definitely a favorite.
“Time spent lost and searching is time well wasted.”
Wren was particularly relatable. Life is hard. Love is hard. Marriage can be like taking on the world and I loved her brutally honest thoughts and opinions on the matter.
“Sometimes we get so far down a path because we want nothing more than for it to be the right one, but the truth of the matter is we can’t force it.”
Anderson is also a broken character for entirely different reasons; however, he had no intentions of ever coming back to life. Wren slowly breathed the life back into him. Wren and Anderson both helped heal the other, but never lost sight of themselves which was incredibly refreshing.
Revelry is a great story about love, acceptance and above all, forgiveness. Kandi, thank you for giving me Wren and letting me know that I am not alone in some of my own feelings.
I had just grabbed my oversized hat and slipped my sunglasses on when I spotted Anderson walking up the drive with a large trash bag slung over his shoulder. He wore a simple, black V-neck and distressed jeans, an outfit way too dark and hot for the heat. A light sheen of sweat gathered on his neck as he made his way toward my cabin, his eyes hidden behind all-black sunglasses.
“Change your mind?” I asked, not even fighting the grin on my face as I walked outside and leaned against the banister.
Anderson squinted up at me, his boots heavy as they hit each stair. “About?”
“Tubing?” I asked. That was why he was here, right?
“Oh.” He shook his head as he hit the top stair, shrugging the bag off his shoulders to hold it by the neck in one fist. “No, I have somewhere to be…” His voice trailed off, and even through the tinted shades of his glasses I felt his eyes on my chest. I’d strapped on my favorite boho print bathing suit and paired it with a dainty gold chain that wrapped around my neck once before dipping between my chest and crossing over my ribs.
He sniffed, holding the bag out toward me. “I just came to drop these off. My clothes. Well, the ones that could probably use a little TLC.”
My eyes lit up and I reached for the bag, but Anderson snatched it back, brows shooting up into his forehead.
“No frills, Wren.”
I threw my hands up in surrender. “I promise.”
He smirked, just slightly, and handed the bag over, tucking his hands in his front pockets.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” I asked, peering into the bag at my project before setting it just inside the cabin and locking the door behind me.
“I can’t,” he said, lips pressed together. He was tense, the muscles on his forearms tight as he glanced around at pretty much everything but me.
I opened my mouth to ask why but was cut off by the sound of a truck flying into my drive, tires sliding against the gravel.
Tucker was in the driver’s seat with Davie in the passenger. Sarah and Yvette sat in the back, laughing with their hands up as the truck skidded to a stop. They were both sprawled out on a pile of tubes, wearing bathing suit tops and tiny shorts.
All of their faces froze when they saw Anderson.
“Hey, you ready, Wren?” Tucker asked warily, his eyes moving from where Anderson stood in front of me, to me, and back again.
“Yeah, one sec!” I called back.
I turned to Anderson, but his eyes were hard on Tucker, jaw ticking under his skin. When he faced me once more, an anchor fell from my throat into the pit of my stomach, immobilizing me completely. Because even though I ‘d tried to convince myself I was wrong, I recognized the look in his eyes.
And when his nose flared and he took one big step toward me, our chests brushing, his hand reaching out to rest almost imperceptibly on my hip, the anchor in my stomach exploded into flames, burning a desire so fierce I inhaled a toxic breath and didn’t let it go.
“Be careful, okay?” His eyes locked on mine just before he leaned in and swiftly kissed my cheek.
He turned on his heel and jogged down the stairs and past the truck. Sarah called his name, but he didn’t acknowledge her, just kept his gaze forward until he’d disappeared from view.
And then everyone looked at me.
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.