Review of Forbidden Falls (Virgin River #8) by Robyn Carr
Forbidden Falls is the eighth book in the series Virgin River.
A dilapidated church has been an eyesore on Virgin River's main street for years, so one spunky resident auctioned it on eBay. The young, widowed pastor who buys it is in as much need of loving care as the building itself.
When Noah Kincaid searches for a pastor's assistant to help him with the church office and remodel, the beautiful and colorful Alicia Baldwin isn't exactly what he expected. She has a past to make him blush but a determination he can't help admire and endless capacity for love.
Ellie needs the job to regain custody of her two kids, and the more Noah learns of the situation, the more involved he finds himself. The more involved he gets with her situation, the more entangled he gets with her.
On paper, they couldn't be more different, but in personality and disposition, they're more suited than either expected.
This was probably my least favorite Virgin River book so far. I still enjoyed it, but it wasn't as good as the others.
At first, I expected Robyn Carr would go a similar route to Shelter Mountain with a woman escaping an abusive man, though with a slight twist. I was pleased to find that wasn't the case at all, especially as I neared the end of the book. Ellie was also nothing like Paige.
Noah was an interesting character, especially for a pastor. He was unexpected and I enjoyed every moment from his perspective, far more than I thought I would. I favored him over Ellie as a character.
Ellie was a strong character in her own right, though. She was spunky, feisty, and spirited—not one to be cowed by anyone, even her husband. Which is what put her in the position she was in to begin with. I wish I was as strong as her and as positive in the face of adversity. She was a fierce mother and loved with all her heart. I adored her.
Their love story was surprising, even though I knew they'd get together because they're the main characters, because it wasn't until they grew closer that I discovered just how much they had in common. I mean, a stripper and a pastor? Those two don't seem to go together. But they did, and it was beautiful.
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