Honey Mavryck

Hey there, fellow sufferer of June in Florida, It is hot. I know. Groundbreaking observation. But I need you to understand that I stepped outside yesterday for approximately forty-five seconds and came back a different person. A sweatier, more humbled person who has made peace with never leaving the house again between May and October. Mr. Mav, who grew up here and has apparently evolved past having normal human temperature responses, looked at me dripping in the doorway and said "it's really...

Hey there, fellow victim of time moving entirely too fast, My oldest son turns 27 this month. Twenty. Seven. I have done the math multiple times and it remains incorrect. I am not old enough to have a 27 year old. I mean. Technically. Barely. We don't need to discuss the specifics. Mr. Mav started to say something and I gave him a look. He reconsidered. Smart man. ANYWAY. New month. New book. Let's talk about something fun before I spiral further into the existential void of having adult...

Hey there, fellow sufferer of fictional feelings I did not ask for, So I've been writing Jack Henderson trying to charm Skylar Noir. Which means I've been muttering failed pickup lines out loud at my desk for three days straight. Different angles. Different deliveries. Trying to find the exact version that lands absolutely nowhere because she is immune and he is losing his mind about it. Mr. Mav walked past the office, stopped, backed up. "Are you... practicing flirting?" "It's for a...

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...