Revelry by Kandi Steiner
I finished Revelry and then sat for an hour. ONE WHOLE HOUR deciding how I would sum up the reading experience. Asking myself how to fully encapsulate everything that is Revelry. So, after taking inspiration from the book, I opened Google and looked for good description words. Through my search I came across:
“arousing awe through being impressive or formidable.”
This lead me to look at impressive and formidable…
“evoking admiration through size, quality, or skill; grand, imposing, or awesome.”
“inspiring fear or respect through being impressively large, powerful, intense, or capable.”
To me, Revelry, IS awe-inspiring, impressive and formidable.
I am in awe at Kandi and her story telling. I admire her honesty, her truth and the way she weaved heartbreak and sadness into something so beautiful and passionate. I respect every word, every sentence, every brutal truth, every damning insecurity, every personal flaw. All of it.
Revelry wasn’t a quick read for me. Sometimes the truths were a little too honest. Sometimes the heartache was too painful. Oftentimes I found myself stopping to process just how heavily the book impacted me, personally.
But Revelry was also stunning. The passion and emotion so, so strong. I found myself smiling, swooning, loving. Just FEELING. EVERYTHING. I even fell in love with a damn cat!!
Anderson & Wren are intense, so beautiful, so broken, so raw and so, so passionate.
They tattooed themselves on my heart and embedded themselves under my skin. They stole my heart, my mind, my soul and every single breath I breathed while reading. And my gosh! THEY ARE HOT! They are that sizzling, consuming kinda hot. Their intimacy was hotter than a burning flame, their connection brighter than a firework.
Revelry infected me like no other ever has. I saw parts of myself, parts I know I have to work on. But Kandi gave me hope, fed me strength, through her story and her characters she made me believe again. And I thank her immensely for that.
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.
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