Review of Sugar

Welcome back to Kat’s yarnball, where the suspense is sweeter than Georgia iced tea, the music never stops, and the Brads keep dropping, and they don’t stop dropping in this addictive psychological suspense thriller.

Elizabeth Blackwood’s Sugar is a sharp, dark, and addictive second novel that doesn’t just follow up on her debut—it detonates it.

Kat is back, more dangerous and compelling than ever, and this time Fiona and Bucky are along for the ride—peeling back layer after layer of secrets so twisted, you’ll be dying to know all the horrible backstories. And trust me, they’re awful in the best way.

It’s like if Karin Slaughter and Agatha Christie decided to write a thriller while drinking whiskey in a haunted house. Sugar answers just enough questions to keep you grounded, then sucker punches you with a revelation that makes you question everything. And when it’s over, you’ll be sitting there stunned, thinking, What the hell did I just read?

Blackwood is a master of tension, and this book is her playground. If you like thrillers that bleed, bite, and leave you breathless, Sugar delivers.