Hello Cozy Bookworms,
Seven Days in June by Tia Williams is not just a romance—it’s a reckoning. It’s a love story wrapped in pain, humor, healing, and truth. It holds the raw ache of trauma and the slow, sacred beauty of learning to live and love again. And it’s one of the most honest, sensual, and emotionally intelligent books I’ve ever read.
From the very first page, I knew I was in the hands of a storyteller who understood the rhythm of longing. Eva Mercy is a brilliant, witty, and deeply vulnerable single mother living with chronic illness, trying to protect her daughter and herself from a world that demands too much. Shane Hall is the man she once loved fiercely and lost—but never truly let go of. He’s haunted, gentle, and searching for a version of himself that feels worthy. When they meet again—after years of silence—their chemistry is electric, but it’s the emotional intimacy that left me breathless.
Tia Williams writes like a poet. Her words are velvet and fire—lyrical and lush one moment, biting and hilarious the next. She captures what it means to be Black and brilliant and broken, to be an artist creating beauty from your wounds. She writes Eva and Shane’s love as if it’s alive: messy, aching, redemptive. They are two people who have suffered deeply, but still choose softness. Still choose each other. Still choose to try.
This story made me cry in public and clutch my chest more than once. It’s a book about survival, motherhood, addiction, chronic pain, abandonment—and yet it pulses with joy and heat and a love so tender it feels like balm. I saw myself in Eva. I fell a little in love with Shane. And by the end, I felt held. Completely.
Seven Days in June is a masterpiece of modern romance. It’s a story for anyone who has loved hard, lost deeply, and still believes in the possibility of more. Of better. Of healing. This book didn’t just move me—it changed me.
If you read one love story this year, let it be this one.