Can’t Let Go by Chrissy Brown

Can’t Let Go
by Chrissy Brown
Genre: Romance

A sweet, yet steamy new adult romance about a girl who’s not ready to fall in love and a boy who isn’t ready to let her go.

She is beautiful, probably the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, but she’s damaged.
Her a-hole exboyfriend broke her.
I still want her.
I can show her that all men aren’t the same
That I’m different.

He’s everything I need to stay away from, and I try.
I really do, but he’s relentless.
So, I give in and let him have me.
All of me.
I should have known better.


This was a sweet book.

It was a good read and fast too, to be honest, I did not feel the time fly at all, while I was nose deep in my Kindle ready Can’t Let Go.

I really enjoyed the characters, Beau and Mallory, very much. They were very nicely written and I really liked that they were both humanly flawed.

I started off saying it was sweet, however, I need to tell you that Mallory has a bit of a sad history with abuse, so if you are overly sensitive on the subject please be warned. Though nothing is graphic and shocking, it is still very heavily implied in how she is as a character so I just wanted you to know in case this was a difficult topic for you.

Having said that, I really enjoyed reading Can’t Let Go. Mallory was great, but I think Beau was the slightly more interesting one. I was laughing because it felt like he was repeating the same mistakes, mind you he is young, but he did redeem himself in my eyes for sure.

There were also secondary characters that I very much enjoyed and I get the feeling we will get to see their stories soon as well.

I am keeping this review short, because you know I am going to advise you to read the book and that way I will not be giving away spoilers.

I am going to recommend Can’t Let Go to you and hope you enjoy it as much as I did.  This is a lovely romance, it has all the right elements and I am truly looking forward to more books by Chrissy in the future!


I throw the valet at the Sheraton Hotel my keys and hurry up the steps. A sign in the lobby welcomes guests for the Cross and Doyle wedding. 


What kind of last name is that? Tristan Doyle. It’s a stupid name. No hesitations. Placing both hands on the white wooden door, they fly open with a thud that echoes throughout the room.

“Don’t do it!”

At least a hundred eyes turn to me, bride and groom included. It’s then I notice the bride. She’s breathtaking in her big white dress, but she’s not Mallory. Mallory stands beside the bride in a long coral gown. Her jaw is dropped. Face pale. Eyes wide. My stomach sinks to my feet. She’s horrified to see me. 

Maybe this was a bad idea.

“Shoot, everyone,” I say, hands up in surrender. “Sorry. I thought Mallory was the one getting married.”

“What the fuck are you doing here, Beau?” Mallory yells from the front of the room.

“Beau?” The groom says. It’s more of a statement than a question. Mallory’s head nods once. I’m not sure if even she knows she did it. 

I start up the aisle. It’s a f’ing long aisle. Or at least it feels that way. The groom meets me a few feet from the first row. He has the same dark hair and blue eyes as Mallory. This must be her brother.

He draws back. I know what’s coming. There’s no point in stopping it. I deserve this. I crushed his sister’s heart. I barged into his wedding. My face jolts to the left when his fist connects with my cheek. A sticky liquid leaks from my nose. I wipe it with the back of my hand. Blood. Great.

About the Author:

Chrissy Brown is a Contemporary Romance and New Adult Romance author. She lives in Central Florida with her husband, twin girls, two dogs, and the neighborhood cat. 

She enjoys the simple things in life, like cuddling on the couch watching movies with her family, reading, Netflix, and beach trips. She reads two to three books a week but favors stories with strong women, true love, and steamy scenes.

When Chrissy is not sitting at her computer, fantasizing about gorgeous country boys, she is teaching third graders how amazing books are…and writing and math. She has also been an amateur wedding photographer and a CNA (to which she gives kudos but says never again.)

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