Review: A Cosmic Kind of Love by Samantha Young

Space is the last thing an event planner and an astronaut need in this charming new romantic comedy from New York Times bestselling author Samantha Young.

A COSMIC KIND OF LOVE BY SAMANTHA YOUNG

Series: standalone

Publication date: October 18, 2022

Published by: Berkley Romance

Genre: contemporary romance

 

SYNOPSIS

When event planner Hallie Goodman receives party-inspiration material from the bride of her latest wedding project, the last thing she expects to find in the files are digital videos from Darcy’s ex-boyfriend. Hallie knows it’s wrong to keep watching these personal videos, but this guy is cute, funny, and an astronaut on the International Space Station to boot. She’s only human. And it’s not long until she starts sending e-mails and video diaries to his discontinued NASA address. Since they’re bouncing back, there’s no way anyone will ever be able to see them...right?

Christopher Ortiz is readjusting to life on earth and being constantly in the shadow of his deceased older brother. When a friend from NASA’s IT department forwards him the e-mails and video messages Hallie has sent, he can’t help but notice how much her sense of humor and pink hair make his heart race.

Separated by screens, Hallie and Chris are falling in love with each other, one transmission at a time. But can they make their star-crossed romance work when they each learn the other’s baggage?

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Praise for A Cosmic Kind of Love:

"Wow. I've been reading Samantha Young for years and she has actually managed to top herself with A Cosmic Kind of Love."—Tessa Bailey, New York Times bestselling author of It Happened One Summer

“With a premise that shines like the brightest constellation, Samantha Young delivers a refreshing and delicious rom-com about star crossed lovers event planner Hallie Goodman and NASA astronaut Christopher Ortiz. Sizzling chemistry, a tangible connection, and complex characters I rooted for from the get go, A Cosmic Kind of Love did in fact launch my heart into space and left me on Earth, starry eyed and hoping for my own Captain Chris Ortiz.”—Elena Armas, New York Times bestselling author of The Spanish Love Deception

"A stellar blend of upbeat and endearing, A Cosmic Kind of Love is classic, feel-good rom-com entertainment!—Chloe Liese, author of the Bergman Brothers series

"A Cosmic Kind Of Love will fly you to the moon and leave you stargazing. This clever romantic comedy about two souls brought together by the stars is everything you need in your life, complete with swoons, smiles, and steam enough to power a rocket. A Cosmic Kind Of Love doesn't just get five stars--it gets the whole galaxy."—Staci Hart, author of Wasted Words

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Samantha Young is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author from Scotland. She’s been nominated for several Goodreads Choice Awards. She writes adult contemporary and paranormal romance, YA urban fantasy and YA contemporary fiction. Currently published in 31 countries, Samantha is a #1 international bestselling author.

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A Cosmic Kind of Love by Samantha Young



I was really excited to read a romance with an astronaut protagonist as it's something that you don't typically see in the contemporary romance genre. I was really impressed with the author's attention to detail when describing Chris' experience in outer space as well as his inner dialogue regarding his challenging acclimatization back on earth. I learned a lot of interesting things about astronauts while reading this novel, and one thing in particular that I really appreciated was the fact that Samantha Young didn't just sugarcoat and romanticize it. Not only did we see the rewarding side of Chris' job, but we also saw the realistic difficulties that people in the field may go through.

Captain Christopher Ortiz was such an endearing hero. He very much has the "Golden Boy" image because of his high profile job and social media popularity, but secretly he's lost in many ways. He poured his heart and soul into making it to outer space to honor his late brother, but now that he achieved that unimaginably difficult goal at such a young age, he's at a crossroads.

   For years I’d had focus, I’d had goals, 

and now that I had none of that, 

it was like the nineteen years since 

she’d passed were but months.

Not only does he feel conflicted about continuing his career at NASA, his personal life is simultaneously in shambles. Chris is not one of these commitment-phobe, womanizing jerks whom you see all too much in romance. He's that long-term relationship unicorn guy who's an all-around good person. Which makes it all the more awful that the woman he cared about selfishly cheated on him. Another issue Chris has is his broken relationship with his father. Their relationship has been toxic for some time, and causes him a lot of frustration and turmoil. While he wishes they could somehow bridge the huge gap between them, there's a lot of built up resentment and anger towards his father that he doesn't know how to get past. All of this is weighing heavily on his mind when he meets Hallie.

Hallie Goodman has an unhealthy relationship with her parents as well, but rather than avoiding them like Chris does with his father, she tries to slap a band-aid on the situation by putting up with their childish behavior. Seriously, the parents in this book were absolutely horrific. Trust me, you're going to be internally screaming at the sheer audacity of their abuse. Hallie's issue in dealing with her parents is that she's anti-confrontation and pro-placater. In other words, she's a tragic people pleaser who doesn't know how to say no. She often puts herself in the middle of very uncomfortable and unfair situations in order to make others happy, but ends up making herself miserable. Some might say that this could turn her into a bit of a doormat with those who knowingly take advantage of her kindness, but the one thing that saves her from that is her self-awareness. She is completely cognizant of the fact that she has a problem, and she would like to adjust her behavior, but unfortunately she doesn't know how.

   She was messy but cute. And from what I could tell, 

her life was messy and not cute. Just like mine. 

Though my messy was an empty kind of messy, 

while hers was mostly definitely because 

she had too many things going on.

Chris and Hallie have a unique meet-cute over private video messages. The unusual thing is that neither one of them know that the other person is watching their videos. Hallie stumbles across Chris' messages to his ex (her client), and she knows she shouldn't watch them, but she's incredibly drawn to his humor and vulnerability. Chris receives her videos that are more of a personal diary, but she is emailing them to him thinking that they are all bouncing back to her with him none the wiser. When they finally do meet in person, Hallie immediately comes clean about her transgression, but Chris is too afraid to confess because he fears that she'll write him off before they have a chance to really get to know each other. Obviously starting a friendship rooted in deception is not going to end well, and becoming romantically involved further complicates Chris' predicament. I give him major points however for keeping her in the friend zone until he can drum up the nerve to tell her the truth. On a positive note, this creates a lot of anticipation and tension as they both grow deep feelings for one another that they have to keep bottled up.

   There was something about her . . . I felt like 

I could trust her, and there weren’t many people 

who came into my life I felt certain about like that. 

That seemed worth exploring, even if only in a friendship.

I love how Chris accepted Hallie's awkwardness, but also helped her become confident enough to avoid those awful situations by setting boundaries with people. Aside from one really good friend at work, she hasn't had anyone in her corner who is rooting for her to live her best life. This couple's relationship developed naturally and realistically with low drama/angst. That's not to say that there weren't any conflicts, there were, but the two of them handled things in a pretty straightforward way.

A Cosmic Kind of Love was funny, unique, and super sweet. Hallie was the goofy, quirky girl that everyone sells short who somehow snags one of the most eligible bachelors out there. How can you resist that kind of opposites attract theme? Also, if you're a fan of friends to lovers books, this one will most likely hit the mark. I think this couple will very easily win you over.

   My whole life I’d done the chasing, the people-pleasing. 

No one had ever chased me. No one had ever prioritized me 

the way I was willing to prioritize them. Until now.

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Review: The Belle of Belgrave Square by Mimi Mathews

A London heiress rides out to the wilds of the English countryside to honor a marriage of convenience with a mysterious and reclusive stranger.

THE BELLE OF BELGRAVE SQUARE

Series: Belles of London #2

Publication date: October 11, 2022

Published by: Berkley Romance

Genre: historical romance

 

SYNOPSIS

Tall, dark, and dour, the notorious Captain Jasper Blunt was once hailed a military hero, but tales abound of his bastard children and his haunted estate in Yorkshire. What he requires now is a rich wife to ornament his isolated ruin, and he has his sights set on the enchanting Julia Wychwood.

For Julia, an incurable romantic cursed with a crippling social anxiety, navigating a London ballroom is absolute torture. The only time Julia feels any degree of confidence is when she’s on her horse. Unfortunately, a young lady can’t spend the whole of her life in the saddle, so Julia makes an impetuous decision to take her future by the reins—she proposes to Captain Blunt.

In exchange for her dowry and her hand, Jasper must promise to grant her freedom to do as she pleases. To ride—and to read—as much as she likes without masculine interference. He readily agrees to her conditions, with one provision of his own: Julia is forbidden from going into the tower rooms of his estate and snooping around his affairs. But the more she learns of the beastly former hero, the more intrigued she becomes…

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

USA Today bestselling author Mimi Matthews writes both historical nonfiction and award-winning proper Victorian romances, including Fair as a Star, a Library Journal Best Romance of 2020; Gentleman Jim, a Kirkus Best Book of 2020; and The Work of Art, winner of the 2020 HOLT Medallion. Her novels have received starred reviews from Publishers Weekly, Library Journal, Booklist, Kirkus, and Shelf Awareness, and her articles have been featured on the Victorian Web, the Journal of Victorian Culture, and in syndication at BUST Magazine. 

In her other life, Mimi is an attorney. She resides in California with her family, which includes a retired Andalusian dressage horse, a Sheltie, and two Siamese cats.

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The Belle of Belgrave Square by Mimi Matthews
My rating: 3.5 of 5 stars

  Could war really change a person to that degree? 

Could it truly turn a man from a villain into a hero? 

She wanted to believe it. She had to believe it.

I've been wanting to try a Mimi Mathews book for some time now, and what better book to start with than one with a bookish, introvert heroine who hates the London social season? This type of heroine is a weakness of mine, so I jumped at the chance to read an advanced copy. Now that I've read it I can say that despite the mid range rating, I really enjoyed the author's writing style. While there were some things about that plot that didn't work from a technical standpoint (and emotional on my end) the series as a whole still has potential for me. I've already added the next book and plan to continue when it comes out sometime in January.

Julia Wynchwood comes from a wealthy family and lives a life of privilege among the higher echelon of society. From the outside looking in, anyone would say that she has the world at her fingertips. However, for Julia, the endless social activities she is forced to attend is like pure torture for the shy "bluestocking." Her discomfort is so great that she frequently fakes illness to get out of events, even knowing that her parents will call their doctor who treats her with the archaic method of bleeding. How this "treatment" was ever believed to be beneficial boggles the mind. It's also quite sad to think about all of the people who needlessly died at the hands of trusted physicians because of the practice.

Julia is a dreamer with romantic sensibilities. She wants to be swept off her feet by the sensational novels she reads. Unfortunately, she hasn't met anyone in London that could measure up to the dark and brooding heroes like Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights. Except, perhaps, for the forbidding Captain Blunt. His scarred, harsh countenance is enough to make most outgoing hesitant to approach him, but his scandalous past makes people downright fear him. While his war hero status gives him a veneer of respect, everyone secretly whispers about the illegitimate children that he keeps in his own dilapidated, gothic home Goldfinch Hall. The rumored cruel treatment of his men during the war is a whole other topic for people to cast their judgement upon. Julia does feel nervous around the man when she comes into contact with him, but all of the things that should have her running in the opposite direction seem to draw her in. She romanticizes the dark reputation he has and (a bit naively) paints him as completely misunderstood.

In a way she is right about him as all is not what it appears to be. He does have a softer, caring side that comes out when they are alone in each other's presence. Jasper is not the cruel man that he is rumored to be, but he's not being honest with her either. Yes, he is completely upfront about looking for an advantageous marriage in order to save his newly inherited, crumbling home. However, he is hiding a HUGE secret that he intends to just keep from her forever. He tells her that she can never ask questions about his parents or past. Obviously, that didn't sit right with me at all. Jasper makes his intentions clear from the start: he would like to court her because he is in desperate need of her dowry. You can't fault his direct approach-Julia certainly appreciates the lack of false romantic overtures. While she is a romantic, she knows that she doesn't inspire passionate feelings from men. She's as socially awkward as can be, and has very little self-confidence. It just felt very wrong for him to draw her into a life-long commitment under false pretenses regarding his past. She commits herself to him in order to escape a home life where she doesn't feel safe, yet his big secret has very real implications on her that she is completely unaware of.

This book is over 400 pages which doesn't have to be a bad thing necessarily, but it did feel that way. The first half of the book dragged for me a little and it took me a few days to truly get captured by the story. It wasn't boring per se, but there wasn't anything happening that made me feel emotionally connected to the characters. It was a bit surprising because I do love shy bookworms, but Julia was a bit extreme with her social anxiety and lack of confidence. It allowed her parents to walk all over her horribly, even to the point of abuse I would say. If I'm being completely honest, I wanted her to have a little more backbone when her pathetic father insulted and controlled her. I did see quite a transformation though, so she made me come around.

Jasper's internal dialogue and yearning for Julia's affection in the second half was really sweet. I enjoyed reading his secret, romantic feelings. The two of them got to know one another at a more intimate level after their marriage and I really enjoyed reading as that connection formed. Of course, Jasper's big secret is a ticking time bomb and it has the expected explosion on their fragile relationship when it comes out. I can't say that he didn't deserve the heartache from that, but one good thing to come out of it was Julia taking charge of her own life. I fully respected the assertive way she stood up to her parents and resolved the big conflict. She really came into who she was as a woman and found her self worth.

   The prospect of meeting strangers—

of being stared at and whispered over—

was enough to make her stomach tremble with anxiety. 

But she wasn’t the same person she’d been in London. 

She wasn’t Julia Wychwood anymore. 

She was Mrs. Julia Blunt. A different creature altogether. 

Hadn’t that always been a dream of hers? 

To go to a new place and start afresh? 

To reinvent herself as someone new—someone confident?

Overall, I like the concept of this series as well as the author's voice. I thought Jasper and Julia's Beauty and the Beast vibes were a nice touch. Some people are classifying this as a retelling, but this was more of a faint impression rather than a retelling in my opinion. The third installment in this series has me eager with anticipation. Lady Anne's story has a lot of potential based on her short appearances here. She's bold, opinionated, and a force to be reckoned with. Her story was teased a little bit-it will be an enemies to lovers trope with Mr. Hartford, her childhood nemesis. I'm looking forward to seeing how their HEA comes about soon!

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Blog Tour with Excerpt: Holidays in Virgin River by Robyn Carr

Celebrate the holidays with this special edition containing 2 fan-favorite stories from the Virgin River series. Includes exclusive recipies inspired by the Virgin River characters. 

HOLIDAYS IN VIRGIN RIVER by ROBYN CARR

Series: Virgin River 7.5, 10.5

Publication date: October 4, 2022

Published by: Mira

Genre: contemporary romance

 

SYNOPSIS

Contains two Virgin River novellas: Under the Christmas Tree and Midnight Confessions along with at least 10 recipes and anecdotes written by Robyn Carr about why the recipes are special to specific characters from VR. We'll also have an introduction written by Robyn explaining why she wrote Virgin River in the first place and why it resonates so strongly with audiences today. Examples of recipes are: The VR cookie exchange (Gingerbread cookies, Traditional Scottish Shortbread, Lemon Bars, Chocolate Chip Cookies) Hot drinks to enjoy as they decorate the town Christmas tree (mulled wine, homemade hot chocolate) Preacher's famous meatloaf and garlic mash, to name a few.

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Because of a box full of cold, hungry, barely moving puppies, Annie had all but forgotten the reason she’d ended up in Virgin River. It was three weeks till Christmas and her three older brothers, their wives and their kids would descend on her parents’ farm for the holiday. Today was one of her two days off a week from the beauty shop. Yesterday, Sunday, she’d baked with her mom all day and today she’d gotten up early to make a couple of big casseroles her mom could freeze for the holiday company. Today, she’d planned to cook with her mom, maybe take one of her two horses out for a ride and say hello to Erasmus, her blue-ribbon bull. Erasmus was very old now and every hello could be the last. Then she’d planned to stay for dinner with her folks, something she did at least once a week. Being the youngest and only unmarried one of the McKenzie kids and also the only one who lived nearby, the task of looking in on Mom and Dad fell to her.

But here she was, hearthside, managing a box of newborn puppies. Jack rustled up the formula and cereal and a couple of warm towels from the dryer. Preacher provided the shallow bowls and mixed up the formula. She and Chris fed a couple of puppies at a time, coaxing them to lap up the food. She requisitioned an eyedropper from the medical clinic across the street for the pups who didn’t catch on to lapping up dinner.

Jack put in a call to a fellow he knew who was a veterinarian, and it turned out Annie knew him, too. Old Doc Jensen had put in regular appearances out at the farm since before she was born. Back in her dad’s younger days, he’d kept a thriving but small dairy farm. Lots of cows, a few horses, dogs and cats, goats and one ornery old bull. Jensen was a large-animal vet, but he’d be able to at least check out these puppies.

Annie asked Jack to also give her mom a call and explain what was holding her up. Her mom would laugh, knowing her daughter so well. Nothing would pry Annie away from a box of needy newborn puppies.

As the dinner hour approached, she couldn’t help but notice that the puppies were drawing a crowd. People stopped by where she sat at the hearth, asked for the story, reached into the box to ruffle the soft fur or even pick up a puppy. Annie wasn’t sure so much handling was a good idea, but as long as she could keep the little kids, particularly David, from mishandling them, she felt she’d at least won the battle if not the war.

“This bar has needed mascots for a long time,” someone said.

“Eight of ’em. Donner, Prancer, Comet, Vixen, and…

whoever.”

“Which one is Comet?” Chris asked. “Dad? Can I have Comet?”

“No. We operate an eating-and-drinking establishment,” Preacher said.

“Awww, Dad! Dad, come on. Please, Dad. I’ll do everything. I’ll sleep with him. I’ll make sure he’s nice. Please.”

“Christopher…”

“Please. Please? I never asked for anything before.”

“You ask for everything, as a matter of fact,” Preacher corrected him. “And get most of it.”

“Boy shouldn’t grow up without a dog,” someone said.

“Teaches responsibility and discipline,” was another comment.

“It’s not like he’d be in the kitchen all the time.”

“I run a ranch. Little hair in the potatoes never put me off.” Laughter sounded all around.

Four of the eight pups were doing real well; they were wriggling around with renewed strength and had lapped up some of the formula thickened with cereal. Two were trying to recover from what was certainly hunger and hypothermia; Annie managed to get a little food into them with an eyedropper. Two others were breathing, their hearts beating, but not only were they small, they were weak and listless. She dripped a little food into their tiny mouths and then tucked them under her shirt to keep them warm, hoping they might mistake her for their mother for now, all the time wondering if old Doc Jensen would ever show.

When yet another gust of wind blew in the opened front door, Annie momentarily forgot all about the puppies. Some of the best male eye candy she’d chanced upon in a long while had just walked into Jack’s Bar. He looked vaguely familiar, too. She wondered if maybe she’d seen him in a movie or on TV or something. He walked right up to the bar, and Jack greeted him enthusiastically.

“Hey, Nate! How’s it going? You get those plane tickets yet?”

“I took care of that a long time ago.” He laughed. “I’ve been looking forward to this forever. Before too long I’m going to be lying on a Nassau beach in the middle of a hundred string bikinis. I dream about it.”

“One of those Club Med things?” Jack asked.

“Nah.” He laughed again. “A few people from school. I haven’t seen most of them in years. We hardly keep in touch, but one of them put this holiday together and, since I was available, it sounded like an excellent idea. The guy who made the arrangements got one of those all-inclusive hotel deals—food, drinks, everything included except activities like deep-sea fishing or scuba diving—for when I’m not just lying on the sand, looking around at beautiful women in tiny bathing suits.”

“Good for you,” Jack said. “Beer?”

“Don’t mind if I do,” Nate replied. And then, like the answer to a prayer she didn’t even know she’d uttered, he carried his beer right over to where she sat with the box of puppies. “Hello,” he said.

She swallowed, looking up. It was hard to tell how tall he was from her sitting position, but certainly over six feet. Annie noticed things like that because she was tall. His hair was dark brown; his eyes were an even darker brown and surrounded with loads of thick black lashes. Her mother called eyes like that “bedroom eyes.” He lifted his brows as he looked down at her. Then he smiled and revealed a dimple in one cheek.

“I said hello,” he repeated.

She coughed herself out of her stupor. “Hi.”

He frowned slightly. “Hey, I think you cut my hair once.”

“Possible. That’s what I do for a living.”

“Yeah, you did,” he said. “I remember now.”

“What was the problem with the haircut?” she asked.

He shook his head. “Don’t know that there was a problem,” he replied.

“Then why didn’t you come back?”

He chuckled. “Okay, we argued about the stuff you wanted to put in it. I didn’t want it, you told me I did. You won and I went out of there looking all spiky. When I touched my head, it was like I had meringue in my hair.”

“Product,” she explained. “We call it product. It’s in style.”

“Yeah? I’m not, I guess,” he said, sitting down on the raised hearth on the other side of the box. He reached in and picked up a puppy. “I don’t like product in my hair.”

“Your hands clean?” she asked him.

He gave her a startled look. Then his eyes slowly wandered from her face to her chest and he smiled slightly. “Um, I think you’re moving,” he said. “Or maybe you’re just very excited to meet me.” And then he grinned playfully.

“Oh, you’re funny,” Annie replied, reaching under her sweater to pull out a tiny squirming animal. “You make up that line all by your little self?”

He tilted his head and took the puppy out of her hands. “I’d say at least part border collie. Looks like mostly border collie, but they can take on other characteristics as they get older. Cute,” he observed. “Plenty of pastoral breeds around here.”

“Those two are the weakest of the bunch, so please be careful. I’m waiting for the vet.”

He balanced two little puppies in one big hand and pulled a pair of glasses out of the pocket of his suede jacket. “I’m the vet.” He slipped on his glasses and, holding both pups upside down, looked at their eyes, mouth, ears and pushed on their bellies with a finger.

She was speechless for a minute. “You’re not old Doc Jensen.”

“Nathaniel Junior,” he said. “Nate. You know my father?” he asked, still concentrating on the puppies. He put them in the box and picked up two more, repeating the process.

“He…ah… My folks have a farm down by Alder Point. Hey! I grew up there! Not all that far from Doc’s clinic and stable. Shouldn’t I know you?”

He looked over the tops of his glasses. “I don’t know. How old are you?”

“Twenty-eight.”

“Well, there you go. I’m thirty-two. Got a few years on you. Where’d you go to school?”

“Fortuna. You?”

“Valley.” He laughed. “I guess you can call me old Doc Jensen now.” And there was that grin again. No way he could have grown up within fifty miles of her farm without her knowing him. He was too delicious-looking.

“I have older brothers,” she said. “Beau, Brad and Jim McKenzie. All older than you.”

At first he was startled at this news, then he broke into a wide smile. Then he laughed. “Are you that skinny, fuzzy-haired, freckle-faced, tin-mouthed pain in the neck who always followed Beau and Brad around?”

Her eyes narrowed and she glared at him.

“No,” he said, laughing. “That must have been someone else. Your hair isn’t pumpkin orange. And you’re not all that…” He paused for a second, then said, “Got your braces off, I see.” By her frown, he realized he hadn’t scored with that comment.

“Where is your father? I want a second opinion!”

“Okay, you’re not so skinny anymore, either.” He smiled, proud of himself.

“Very, very old joke, sparky,” she said.

“Well, you’re out of luck, cupcake. My mom and dad finally realized a dream come true and moved to Arizona where they could have horses and be warm and pay lower taxes. One of my older sisters lives there with her family. I’ve got another sister in Southern California and another one in Nevada. I’m the new old Doc Jensen.”

Now it was coming back to her—Doc Jensen had kids, all older than she was. Too much older for her to have known them in school. But she did vaguely remember the son who came with him to the farm on rare occasions. One corner of her mouth quirked up in a half grin. “Are you that little, pimply, tin-mouthed runt with the squeaky voice who came out to the farm with your dad sometimes?”

He frowned and made a sound. “I was a late bloomer,” he said.

“I’ll say.” She laughed.

Excerpted from Holidays in Virgin River by Robyn Carr. Copyright © 2022 by Robyn Carr. Published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Robyn Carr is an award-winning, #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than sixty novels, including highly praised women's fiction such as Four Friends and The View From Alameda Island and the critically acclaimed Virgin River, Thunder Point and Sullivan's Crossing series. Virgin River is now a Netflix Original series. Robyn lives in Las Vegas, Nevada. Visit her website at www.RobynCarr.com.

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