Review: Fallen Too Far (Rosemary Beach #1) by Abbi Glines

fallen-to-farTo want what you’re not supposed to have…

She is only nineteen.

She is his new stepfather’s daughter.

She is still naive and innocent due to spending the last three years taking care of her sick mother.

But for twenty-four year old Rush Finlay, she is the only thing that has ever been off limits. His famous father’s guilt money, his mother’s desperation to win his love, and his charm are the three reasons he has never been told no.

Blaire Wynn left her small farmhouse in Alabama, after her mother passed away, to move in with her father and his new wife in their sprawling beach house along the Florida gulf coast. She isn’t prepared for the lifestyle change and she knows she’ll never fit into this world. Then there is her sexy stepbrother who her father leaves her with for the summer while he runs off to Paris with his wife. Rush is as spoiled as he is gorgeous. He is also getting under her skin. She knows he is anything but good for her and that he’ll never be faithful to anyone. He is jaded and has secrets Blaire knows she may never uncover but even knowing all of that…

Blaire just may have fallen too far.

The New York Times bestselling novel that launched the beloved world of Rosemary Beach and introduced the world to Rush and Blaire.

Rush – the wealthy son of a rocker.

Blair – a tough farm girl from Alabama.

Rush & Blair – two step-siblings from different worlds.

The story – one summer in Rosemary Beach.

The author – Abbi Glines is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Rosemary Beach, Sea Breeze, Vincent Boys, Existence, and The Field Party Series . She never cooks unless baking during the Christmas holiday counts. She believes in ghosts and has a habit of asking people if their house is haunted before she goes in it. She drinks afternoon tea because she wants to be British but alas she was born in Alabama. When asked how many books she has written she has to stop and count on her fingers. When she’s not locked away writing, she is reading, shopping (major shoe and purse addiction), sneaking off to the movies alone, and listening to the drama in her teenagers lives while making mental notes on the good stuff to use later. Don’t judge.

The review – Fallen Too Far was an addictive read! The story picked up momentum immediately and never once faltered in its intensity.  Abbi has done an amazing job in taking a commonly used, but highly sought after plot—sexy bad-boy meets innocent virgin good-girl—and transforming it into something unique and genuine.

After having lost everything important to her, Blaire reluctantly heads to her estranged father’s house in search of shelter while she gets her life back on track.  What she encounters there instead is a sexy, arrogant step-brother and a  buried secret that will rock the foundation of her very world, once revealed.

Blaire and Rush have a smoldering connection that becomes evident instantly. Once again, this author proves that she can create and sustain sexual tension like no other—and the steam factor is off-the-damn-charts incredible! With many romance novels, I find that the numerous love scenes tend to become over-played and monotonous—doing nothing to enhance the actual story. The opposite is true for this author; her scenes are fun and fresh, wonderfully descriptive and uncontrollably toe curling!

The plot twist was an interesting and surprising addition. I always love when a story can throw a curve ball that I didn’t see coming and I appreciated how this bend in the plot was tackled; believable and not over-the-top.

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