Honey Mavryck

Hey there, you beautiful reader, Me: "There are a thousand free romance books going out today." Mr. Mav: "That seems like a lot of books." Me: "It's a thousand of them, yes." Mr. Mav: "Where do you put a thousand books?" Me: "On a kindle." Mr. Mav: ... Me: ... Mr. Mav: "Does it know it has a thousand books?" Reader. I love him. No, the kindle does not know. The kindle is, in fact, blissfully unaware of what's about to happen to it today. Yours, however, should brace itself. 🐝 TLDR: 📚 Romance...

Hey there, you beautiful believer in second chances and spring beginnings, Happy Resurrection Sunday to those who celebrate. Happy "I ate my body weight in chocolate and have no ragrets" Sunday to everyone else. Either way, it's a new month, new beginnings, and I come bearing gifts. Mr. Mav asked if I was going to take a day off from books today. I looked at him. He answered his own question and went back to the grill. Twenty six years, baby. 🐝 TLDR: 🌸 Faking It with Prince Charming by Sophia...

Hey there, you beautiful lover of forbidden feelings and men who see you before you see yourself, Okay. Change of plans. The universe had opinions about my day and I'm choosing to believe it was because something better needed your attention. Unexpected Princess by C.R. Riley is free today and I need you to have it immediately. 🐝 TLDR: 👑 Unexpected Princess by C.R. Riley is FREE — grab at the link below 🏒 Claimed by the Captain is live on retailers — if you read the freebie, a review would...

Hey there, fellow sufferer of fictional feelings I did not ask for, Real quick story. Last week I was trying to explain second chance romance to Mr. Mav. Why we love it. Why it hits different. Why the "he came back" moment makes grown adults put a book down and stare at the ceiling. He listened. Nodded. Then said, "So it's basically just people being bad at timing?" I stared at him. "...yes," I said. "That is exactly what it is. You've cracked the code." He looked very pleased with himself. I...

Hey there, you beautiful book lover, So. I have a confession. Last Tuesday I was supposed to be writing. Hotshot words, on a page, like a responsible adult with a deadline and a functioning sense of time. Instead I inhaled C.R. Riley's Life Series until 1am, at which point Mr. Mav appeared in the doorway doing his signature "I have accepted my life" expression. "Coming to bed?" "I can't. The reformed player is TRYING and she won't LET him and I need to know what happens." "...are these real...

Hey there, keeper of secrets (well, MY secrets now), Remember how I've been suspiciously quiet lately? Yeah. There's a reason for that. Well lots of reasons, but one is I wrote a whole new book I didn't actually plan to write. And then I just... released it. Quietly. Like a squirrelly gremlin in the night. No big launch. No countdown. It's actually not even on retailers yet. Just me, sliding a veruh veruah spicy hockey romance into the world like it's a note passed in class. Surprise? 😏 🐝...

Hey there, fellow survivor of winter's audacity, I'm going to keep this short because my brain is running on approximately three functioning cells right now. The flu got me. Then the cruds. Then migraines decided to join the party because apparently my immune system sent out invitations. And now Florida—Florida—is throwing another cold snap at us like this is somehow normal and fine. Ma'am, I did not sign up for this. I live here for sunshine and the right to complain about humidity, not to...

Hey there, fellow decision-maker, It's official. Keys are turned in. The old place is someone else's problem now. We are in. Well. We're physically in. Mentally, I'm still standing in the middle of the living room going "wait, where did I put the—" and then wandering off to open a random box that definitely doesn't contain what I'm looking for. Progress. 🐝 TLDR for the time-crunched: The move: Done. Keys returned Monday. We live here now. Unpacking: Happening. Slowly. With frequent snack...

Hey there, fellow survivor of adulting, We moved. That's it. That's the update. I am now one with the cardboard. The boxes have accepted me as their leader. My dogs think this is the greatest adventure ever invented, and I've opened the same "kitchen stuff" box four times looking for a spatula that I'm 87% sure is in the garage. With the holiday decorations. Obviously. (Photos below of what I'm generously calling "progress." You're welcome for the chaos content.) 🐝 TLDR for the time-crunched:...

Hey there, book lover, Happening today! I'm sorry, I should have emailed this morning but we've been moving and life is chaotic. But hopefully you bookmarked from my last email and were able to suss out all the deals today. If you haven't, there's still time! 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 CHECK OUT STORY SUNDAY! Happy hoarding, P.S. Remember... "I'll just browse" is the lie we ALL tell ourselves. Godspeed. Missed previous editions of this newsletter? Find them here. Want to support this indie author in a meaningful...