Bookworms, Bring a Bigger Kindle: It’s Time to Stuff It Silly (Again)!

Dear reader,

You know those magical times of year that make your heart race with anticipation, your eyes widen in wonder, and your one-click finger twitch with delight?

No, I’m not talking about Christmas or the return of pumpkin spice season.

I’m talking about…
Stuff. Your. Kindle. Day.

That’s right. It’s back. And like your favorite snack aisle at midnight, it’s dangerously loaded. I mean thousands of free romance books. Thousands. Not a typo. I checked. Twice. (Because math and I are not on speaking terms, but I had to be sure.)

If you've never heard of the Stuff Your Kindle event, allow me to introduce you to your next addiction. It’s hosted by the fabulous folks at RomanceBookworms.com, and it’s like Black Friday for bookworms—but without needing to elbow anyone for a parking spot.

Now listen up, friends, because I’m not just here waving pom-poms for someone else’s party. I’ve brought gifts. This time around, two of my very own book babies are participating:

✨ A Pinch of Peril from my Magical Papillon Mysteries series — It's got ghosts, it’s got a murder mystery, it’s got a talking dog with more sass than a teenager in Wi-Fi withdrawal, and just the right sprinkle of romance. If you’ve ever wanted a cozy mystery with charm, chills, and a magical Papillon dog, this is your jam.

🎸 Guitars and Cadillacs — My country music romance that will strum your heartstrings, make you swoon, and possibly cry into a beer (but in a good way). There’s music, there’s mayhem, and of course, there’s love. It’s like Nashville had a baby with a romance novel and named it after a George Strait song.

So whether you're into sassy dogs and spooky small towns, or cowboy boots and backstages, I’ve got you covered.

Now is not the time to be polite. Now is the time to click like a caffeinated squirrel and load up on more free books than you can fit into your summer reading hammock schedule.

Because let’s be honest—we’re not just reading this summer. We’re romance hoarding with pride.

And if you happen to fall in love with a ghost, a country star, or a dog that can out-snark you, well… I won’t say “I told you so.” But I did kind of warn you.

Happy Kindle stuffing,

Sabine

(A certified enabler of magical romances and mysterious happenings)

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