Review: Revelry

Title: Revelry

Author: Kandi Steiner

Release Date: April 20, 2017

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Kandi Steiner is one of my go-to authors when I am looking to read something touching, moving and heartfelt.   When I read her last novel A Love Letter to Whiskey I knew right away that this author’s writing was meaningful, insightful and thoughtful in a way that few authors are able to achieve when it comes to romance.  As such, I was thrilled and beyond amped to get my hands on Revelry, Ms. Steiner’s latest contemporary release.

And my, my, my….this author has a habit of creating characters that make you fall in love to a level of obsession!!! Anderson and Wren’s story is certainly no exception. Two tragic pasts filled with pain and regret plus an ample dash of small town love equals one truly satisfying read!

What impresses me the most about Kandi Steiner is her ability to portray emotion through her words.  The reader absorbs her characters’ thoughts and feelings and experiences them for their own! I wanted to laugh and rejoice right along with Anderson and Wren during the good times, cry with them during the more difficult moments and pant right along with them as they physically lost themselves in each other!!!

Frankly, there are so many themes in Revelry that I do not even know where to begin to address this level of greatness! There are simply not enough words to convey the depth of excellence when it comes to Revelry!! This novel addresses the courage that it takes to move on after experiencing loss, the boldness that it takes to take a chance at love after undergoing said loss and the guilt that sometimes follows when one finally takes the plunge and makes the decision to move on.  It is about being broken down to the lowest of lows and shattering, only to find the strength to pick yourself up and revel in a love that ultimately has the power to help you reassemble the pieces.

Revelry is raw, but SO incredibly real.  Wren and Anderson’s chemistry is OUTRAGEOUSLY hot, yet they also have the emotional intensity that makes sparks fly and ignites white-hot flames.

By now it should be obvious how much that I LOVED this book! Kandi Steiner has once again managed to cut me to the quick at the same time that she made my heart burst into a melodious song!!!!! This novel made me pause and reflect on my own experiences with love, loss and recovery as I read the poignant, compelling words that breathed life into my own hope for the future.  I am indisputably changed after reading Revelry and to me that is what EPIC romance does: it makes the reader delve into the depths of their soul and encourages them make a choice to adjust, adapt and refine themselves in hopes of achieving MORE.

YES, please read this book!  There is no substitute for this sort of phenomenal writing and the effect that these characters will have in your heart.

And that my friends is this Naughty Girl’s final word.

Overall: 5/5 reveling stars that rival the constellations!!!

Heat:  🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 / 5 flames that burn UP some sheets!!!!


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.


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.


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