Virgin River

Virgin River

by Robyn Carr

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Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780778360018
Publisher: MIRA Books
Publication date: 08/27/2019
Series: Virgin River Series , #1
Edition description: Original
Pages: 416
Sales rank: 20,374
Product dimensions: 5.34(w) x 7.98(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

Robyn Carr is a RITA® Award-winning, #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than forty novels, including the critically acclaimed Virgin River series. Robyn and her husband live in Las Vegas, Nevada. You can visit Robyn Carr’s website at www.RobynCarr.com.

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Mel squinted into the rain and darkness, creeping along the narrow, twisting, muddy, treeenshrouded road, and for the hundredth time thought, Am I out of my mind? And then she heard and felt a thump as the right rear wheel of her BMW slipped off the road onto the shoulder and sank into the mud. The car rocked to a stop. She accelerated and heard the wheel spin but she was going nowhere fast.

I am so screwed, was her next thought.

She turned on the dome light and looked at her cell phone. She'd lost the signal an hour ago when she left the freeway and headed up into the mountains. In fact, she'd been having a pretty lively discussion with her sister Joey when the steep hills and unbelievably tall trees blocked the signal and cut them off.

"I cannot believe you're really doing this," Joey was saying. "I thought you'd come to your senses. This isn't you, Mel! You're not a small-town girl!"

"Yeah? Well, it looks like I'm gonna be—I took the job and sold everything, so I wouldn't be tempted to go back."

"You couldn't just take a leave of absence? Maybe go to a small, private hospital? Try to think this through?"

"I need everything to be different," Mel said. "No more hospital war zone. I'm just guessing, but I imagine I won't be called on to deliver a lot of crack babies out here in the woods. The woman said this place, this Virgin River, is calm and quiet and safe."

"And stuck back in the forest, a million miles from a Starbucks, where you'll get paid in eggs and pig's feet and—"

"And none of my patients will be brought in handcuffed, guarded by a corrections officer." Then Mel took a breath and, unexpectedly, laughed and said, "Pig's feet? Oh-oh, Joey—I'm going up into the trees again, I might lose you…"

"You wait. You'll be sorry. You'll regret this. This is crazy and impetuous and—"

That's when the signal, blessedly, was lost. And Joey was right—with every additional mile, Mel was doubting herself and her decision to escape into the country.

At every curve the roads had become narrower and the rain a little harder. It was only 6:00 p.m., but it was already dark as pitch; the trees were so dense and tall that even that last bit of afternoon sun had been blocked. Of course there were no lights of any kind along this winding stretch. According to the directions, she should be getting close to the house where she was to meet her new employer, but she didn't dare get out of her swamped car and walk. She could get lost in these woods and never be seen again.

Instead, she fished the pictures from her briefcase in an attempt to remind herself of a few of the reasons why she had taken this job. She had pictures of a quaint little hamlet of clapboard houses with front porches and dormer windows, an old-fashioned schoolhouse, a stee-pled church, hollyhocks, rhododendrons and blossoming apple trees in full glory, not to mention the green pastures upon which livestock grazed. There was the pie and coffee shop, the corner store, a tiny one-room, freestanding library, and the adorable little cabin in the woods that would be hers, rent free, for the year of her contract.

The town backed up to the amazing sequoia redwoods and national forests that spanned hundreds of miles of wilderness over the Trinity and Shasta mountain ranges. The Virgin River, after which the town was named, was deep, wide, long, and home to huge salmon, sturgeon, steel fish and trout. She'd looked on the internet at pictures of that part of the world and was easily convinced no more beautiful land existed. Of course, she could see nothing now except rain, mud and darkness.

Ready to get out of Los Angeles, she had put her resume with the Nurses' Registry and one of the recruiters brought Virgin River to her attention. The town doctor, she said, was getting old and needed help. A woman from the town, Hope McCrea, was donating the cabin and the first year's salary. The county was picking up the tab for liability insurance for at least a year to get a practitioner and midwife in this remote, rural part of the world. "I faxed Mrs. McCrea your resume and letters of recommendation," the recruiter had said, "and she wants you. Maybe you should go up there and look the place over."

Mel took Mrs. McCrea's phone number and called her that evening. Virgin River was far smaller than what she'd had in mind, but after no more than an hour-long conversation with Mrs. McCrea, Mel began effecting her move out of L.A. the very next morning. That was barely two weeks ago.

What they didn't know at the Registry, nor in Virgin River for that matter, was that Mel had become desperate to get away. Far away. She'd been dreaming of a fresh start, and peace and quiet, for months. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a restful night's sleep. The dangers of the big city, where crime seemed to be overrunning the neighborhoods, had begun to consume her. Just going to the bank and the store filled her with anxiety; danger seemed to be lurking everywhere. Her work in the three-thousand-bed county hospital and trauma center brought to her care the victims of too many crimes, not to mention the perpetrators of crimes hurt in pursuit or arrest—strapped to hospital beds in wards and in Emergency, guarded by cops. What was left of her spirit was hurting and wounded. And that was nothing to the loneliness of her empty bed.

Her friends begged her to stave off this impulse to run for some unknown small town, but she'd been in grief group, individual counseling and had seen more of the inside of a church in the last nine months than she had in the last ten years, and none of that was helping. The only thing that gave her any peace of mind was fantasizing about running away to some tiny place in the country where people didn't have to lock their doors, and the only thing you had to fear were the deer getting in the vegetable garden. It seemed like sheer heaven.

But now, sitting in her car looking at the pictures by the dome light, she realized how ridiculous she'd been. Mrs. McCrea told her to pack only durable clothes—jeans and boots—for country medicine. So what had she packed? Her boots were Stuart Weitzmans, Cole Haans and Fryes—and she hadn't minded paying over a tidy four-fifty for each pair. The jeans she had packed for traipsing out to the ranches and farms were Rock & Republics, Joe's, Luckys, 7 For All Mankind—they rang up between one-fifty and two-fifty a copy. She'd been paying three hundred bucks a pop to have her hair trimmed and highlighted. After scrimping for years through college and post-grad nursing, once she was a nurse practitioner with a very good salary she discovered she loved nice things. She might have spent most of her workday in scrubs, but when she was out of them, she liked looking good.

She was sure the fish and deer would be very impressed.

In the past half hour she'd only seen one old truck on the road. Mrs. McCrea hadn't prepared her for how perilous and steep these roads were, filled with hairpin turns and sharp drop-offs, so narrow in some places that it would be a challenge for two cars to pass each other. She was almost relieved when the dark consumed her, for she could at least see approaching headlights around each tight turn. Her car had sunk into the shoulder on the side of the road that was up against the hill and not the ledge where there were no guardrails. Here she sat, lost in the woods and doomed. With a sigh, she turned around and pulled her heavy coat from the top of one of the boxes on the backseat. She hoped Mrs. McCrea would be traversing this road either en route to or from the house where they were to meet. Otherwise, she would probably be spending the night in the car. She still had a couple of apples, some crackers and two cheese rounds in wax. But the damn Diet Coke was gone—she'd have the shakes and a headache by morning from caffeine withdrawal.

No Starbucks. She should have done a better job of stocking up.

She turned off the engine, but left the lights on in case a car came along the narrow road. If she wasn't rescued, the battery would be dead by morning. She settled back and closed her eyes. A very familiar face drifted into her mind: Mark. Sometimes the longing to see him one more time, to talk to him for just a little while was overwhelming. Forget the grief—she just missed him—missed having a partner to depend on, to wait up for, to wake up beside. An argument over his long hours even seemed appealing. He told her once, "This—you and me—this is forever."

Forever lasted four years. She was only thirty-two and from now on she would be alone. He was dead. And she was dead inside.

A sharp tapping on the car window got her attention and she had no idea if she'd actually been asleep or just musing. It was the butt of a flashlight that had made the noise and holding it was an old man. The scowl on his face was so jarring that she thought the end she feared might be upon her.

"Missy," he was saying. "Missy, you're stuck in the mud."

She lowered her window and the mist wet her face. "I.I know. I hit a soft shoulder."

"That piece of crap won't do you much good around here," he said.

Piece of crap indeed! It was a new BMW convertible, one of her many attempts to ease the ache of loneliness. "Well, no one told me that! But thank you very much for the insight."

His thin white hair was plastered to his head and his bushy white eyebrows shot upwards in spikes; the rain glistened on his jacket and dripped off his big nose. "Sit tight, I'll hook the chain around your bumper and pull you out. You going to the McCrea house?"

Well, that's what she'd been after—a place where everyone knows everyone else. She wanted to warn him not to scratch the bumper but all she could do was stammer, "Y-yes."

"It ain't far. You can follow me after I pull you out."

"Thanks," she said.

So, she would have a bed after all. And if Mrs. Mc-Crea had a heart, there would be something to eat and drink. She began to envision the glowing fire in the cottage with the sound of spattering rain on the roof as she hunkered down into a deep, soft bed with lovely linens and quilts wrapped around her. Safe. Secure. At last.

Her car groaned and strained and finally lurched out of the ditch and onto the road. The old man pulled her several feet until she was on solid ground, then he stopped to remove the chain. He tossed it into the back of the truck and motioned for her to follow him. No argument there—if she got stuck again, he'd be right there to pull her out. Along she went, right behind him, using lots of window cleaner with her wipers to keep the mud he splattered from completely obscuring her vision.

In less than five minutes, the blinker on the truck was flashing and she followed him as he made a right turn at a mailbox. The drive was short and bumpy, the road full of potholes, but it quickly opened up into a clearing. The truck made a wide circle in the clearing so he could leave again, which left Mel to pull right up to…a hovel!

This was no adorable little cottage. It was an A-frame with a porch all right, but it looked as though the porch was only attached on one side while the other end had broken away and listed downward. The shingles were black with rain and age and there was a board nailed over one of the windows. It was not lit within or without; there was no friendly curl of smoke coming from the chimney.

The pictures were lying on the seat beside her. She blasted on her horn and jumped immediately out of the car, clutching the pictures and pulling the hood of her wool jacket over her head. She ran to the truck. He rolled down his window and looked at her as if she had a screw loose. "Are you sure this is the McCrea cottage?"

"Yup."

She showed him the picture of the cute little A-frame cottage with Adirondack chairs on the porch and hanging pots filled with colorful flowers decorating the front of the house. It was bathed in sunlight in the picture.

"Hmm," he said. "Been a while since she looked like that."

"I wasn't told that. She said I could have the house rent free for a year, plus salary. I'm supposed to help out the doctor in this town. But this—?"

"Didn't know the doc needed help. He didn't hire you, did he?" he asked.

"No. I was told he was getting too old to keep up with the demands of the town and they needed another doctor, but that I'd do for a year or so."

"Do what?"

She raised her voice to be heard above the rain. "I'm a nurse practitioner. And certified nurse midwife."

That seemed to amuse him. "That a fact?"

"You know the doctor?" she asked.

"Everybody knows everybody. Seems like you shoulda come up here and look the place over and meet the doc before making up your mind."

"Yeah, seems like," she said in some self-recrimination. "Let me get my purse—give you some money for pulling me out of the—" But he was already waving her off.

"Don't want your money. People up here don't have money to be throwing around for neighborly help. So," he said with humor, lifting one of those wild white eyebrows, "looks like she got one over on you. That place's been empty for years now." He chuckled. "Rent free! Hah!"

Headlights bounced into the clearing as an old Suburban came up the drive. Once it arrived the old man said, "There she is. Good luck." And then he laughed. Actually, he cackled as he drove out of the clearing.

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Virgin River (Virgin River Series #1) 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 293 reviews.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Nine months ago her beloved husband Mark Monroe was murdered during a convenience store robbery. The physician¿s widow Melinda, a nurse and midwife needs to escape Los Angeles which over night went from her home to a place of trauma for her. She accepts a job as a doctor¿s assistant in the small isolated Redwoods town of Virgin River. --- However, nothing is quite what was advertised as her cottage is a filthy dilapidated cabin and the crusty elderly Doc Mullins does not want her. Though restaurant owner Jack Sheridan is welcoming, she plans to leave and to stay with her sister in Colorado. Her plans change when she finds the newborn left on Doc¿s doorsteps. As one day leads to another and new patients arrive, Melinda has found a new home though she is unaware that Jack loves her but is patient as he knows her heart belongs to someone else. --- VIRGIN RIVER is a delightfully amusing small town character study that enables the audience to see deep into the souls of several key players but especially Melinda, Doc, and Jack. The support cast augments the solid story line whether they are the baby, the ¿realtor¿, the cook or patients. Fans of character driven poignant contemporary tales will want to drive the winding mountain road to VIRGIN RIVER. --- Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved this book. I thought the characters were very well developed and seemed very real to me. I found myself connected to them. I absolutely adore how the landscaping is described, it definitely gave a clear, beautiful picture! As for the comments about "graphic sex" or this being "smut" or any of the comments on the sex in this book, you all are really being childish. Sex is a very natural, very beautiful part of life. I thought it was well written into the story. Teenage sex is real wether or not you like it. In my opinion it was tastefully written. If you are that offended by sex between consenting adult lovers than you have to get out more, it wasnt that graphic. In all honesty I have enjoyed every word written and I cannot wait to read more of this series!! (GRAPHIC SEX AND ALL) ;)
LynnG More than 1 year ago
The whole Virgin River Series was great. The characters came to life,as if I knew each one personally.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I wasn't sure if I was going to even like this book. The only author I have really read is Nicholas Sparks. I figured since I was done reading most of his, I should probably find another author to get into. I picked the right one! This book was way better than I thought it would be. I couldn't put it down and when it was over, I found myself wanting more! I am excited to start the second book now.
Melissa Frankum More than 1 year ago
I loved the story, the plot was good and the chatacters were well developed. The person who said it was bordering on porn must be very sheltered ot prudish because the sex in this book was very vanilla. As far as the 16yo with the 14yo, it was an essential part of the story and was well written....I mean no one wants their kids doing it but it IS a reality. I actually thought the, ove scenes could have used a little more steam but thats just me!
wsd More than 1 year ago
This book was so great. The descriptions of the town, the characters, how they are related, how they meet and the real life situations that bring them together are so touching. It makes you want to pack up and move there to such a beautiful place and meet those people who are so community and family oriented with good morals. This was just such a great book. I just finished Forbidden Falls and started Angel's peak. The entire series is so good so far and what I like the most as the characters go through real life challenges and situations that everyone does and just the loyalty of the townspeople etc. The author writes so beautifully, the new characters dont just come out of nowhere it is all a smooth transition related to characters and situations in the book. I highly recommend this series. These are not your typical romance books where there are a few characters and you know in the end the couple will hook up, this is about the growth of a new town, the lives of the people who there or come there in family or as needed in the town, romances that happen in the process of all of this and its very exciting.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Unfortunately, I didn't start with the first book, but after reading this one, I was able to fit all the pieces together. Very good introduction to the upcoming series.
Joan75OH More than 1 year ago
This book is a cute book.But I like a little more action.Mel is delightful and real so is Jack and Doc. I just didnt like the going over and over things.It is very bland. but I did order number 2 in this series to see if it has a little more action.
karen3151 More than 1 year ago
An enjoyable book from the first page to the last! Robyn Carr does a good job in detailing each character and relationship! Very entertaining and I look forward to reading the entire Virgin River Series.
sunneedze More than 1 year ago
Love Robyn Carr! Great series!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book. Must Read all of the Virgin Series books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Virgin River is worth rereading again & again & again. Which I've done several times and then some.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love the virgin river series!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great series have read all of them
songbirdsue More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed the idea of the story and the small town atmosphere. I also liked the healing process that transpired and the importance of family and friends. I did not like the loose moral values that abound and the detail in which they are described.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I reallt enyoyed the whole virgin river series all the books are great
Hope54 More than 1 year ago
This is the first book I've read by this author, and have just read the second in this series and started the third - back-to-back. The characters are very good and they are an easy read - but enough plot to hold your interest. Definitely read these in sequence.
Anonymous 4 days ago
This is a curl up with a cup of tea and a fuzzy blanket kind of book! A wonderful story!
mrs.wood on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
What a great book! Loved Jack and how sweet he was with Mel.
ZosiaCanberra on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
You¿d better love babies if you read this book, and you¿d better love them a lot.Me? I don¿t care for them much, but figured ¿ based on all the five star reviews ¿ that even though the leading lady was a midwife, the story wouldn¿t be swamped in childbirth.How very wrong I was.I thought I would be reading a contemporary romance. I thought this romance would be a simple, easy read. Definitely not anything groundbreaking, but I¿d hoped for something a little memorable, a little moving. This is not my favourite genre by a long shot (I like my romance with a bit of action in it), but I¿m trying out a whole lot of genres, and this series was getting rave fan reviews.It certainly read as a `women¿s book¿. I cannot imagine any man in their right mind enjoying this book, but it would be the kind of thing I might find in my eighty-six year old grandmother¿s house.Instead of a romance, what I got was something pretty close to a childbirth manual. Just about every woman we meet - of every age ¿ is having a baby. Some have already had five, six or more babies. And then we have a `heroine¿ who goes around town delivering all of these babies. There are far too many details about breastfeeding and what happens during doctor¿s appointments and things like that. We meet a multitude of characters, and a lot of nice men, but all anybody ¿ including the men ¿ can talk about or be happy about are¿you guessed it, babies!There¿s not a whole lot of room for the romance, and this is a terrible pity because with the leading characters¿ backgrounds, this could have been a very emotional romance. I would have loved to read a book that kept more of a focus on Melinda and Jack and the way they overcame the grief in their pasts. Instead the story kind of meandered across a great length of time, showing us snippets that left me feeling short-changed.Another problem I have is with some of the old-fashioned attitudes expressed. For example, when the men get together and have a couple of drinks at Christmas or a time like that (while the women sit around breastfeeding and gushing about pregnancy). Instead of ¿ oh, I don¿t know ¿ joining their husbands for a celebratory drink, they are furious with them and kick them out of bed! Honestly, what¿s with all these miserable, nagging wives? There¿s nothing wrong with what happened, and there¿s nothing wrong with people having fun.I think Robyn Carr has a knack for creating believable characters and I did get through this book in a day. I have ¿ on a crazy whim ¿ purchased all of the books in this series, and in the connecting series, and I intend to read them. I have read excerpts from the later books, and am interested enough to continue, though I am well aware the author has a thing for reproduction that I simply cannot understand.I sincerely hope the later books, which focus on different characters, take the series in a different direction.
reading_crystal on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
What a wonderful start to a trilogy. Mel is fleeing her past and wants a new start where no one knows her so she answers a want-ad on the nurses registry for a nurse practitioner/midwife to help out in a small northern California town. Mel is a city girl all the way so when she shows up and the town isn't anything like she thought, she decides she is going to leave. That is until a baby left on the front porch is added to the picture. Slowly Mel comes to love the town and her close and first friend in Virgin River, Jack. Jack has scars of his own, as he is a former marine. But he has come to love Virgin River and wouldn't live anywhere else, especially now that a beautiful woman has come to town.Add in a cranky doctor, lots of fun small-town folk and a group of former marines and it is a wonderful book and I can't wait to get to know the residents of Virgin River in the next two books.The romance is wonderful, Mel has baggage and Jack isn't the commiting kind, but somehow they work things out and watching them do it keeps you turning the pages.
kayceel on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
"When recently widowed Melinda Monroe sees an ad for a midwife-nurse practitioner, she quickly decides that the remote mountain town of Virgin River might be the perfect place to escape her heartache. Instead, she finds a home in this first novel of a new trilogy." Low key, sweet and interesting. Will read others in trilogy.
amf0001 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Robyn Carr writes like a poor man's LaVyrle Spencer. Mel Monroe has had tragedy in her life, and decides to quite LA and the chaos there and move somewhere entirely different. She finds Virgin River, not even a town, a collection of 600 or so souls around some beautiful landscape. She's a nurse midwife and loves to deliver babies. We meet some simple country folk and the far too perfect Jack Sheridan. He really is wonderful and I stayed till the end for him, but the book is overwritten and doesn't have the charm that Spencer manages. It's a warm hearted book, not bad to spend time with, but no keeper.
sammy444 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I recently found this series through a message board and boy was I glad. I absolutely the realistic and detailed story line. I fell for Jack and waited for Mel to fall too. It was a heartwarming story.
miyurose on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This series was recommended to me by someone a few years ago, and I¿m just now getting around to giving it a shot. I really enjoyed this! It¿s more contemporary romance than romantic suspense, but it¿s a much more developed story than you get from something Harlequin-esque. Melinda is a fish out of water in Virgin River, and I liked seeing the town and its people through her unfamiliar eyes. The cantankerous old doctor is a bit of a cliché, but he¿s endearing enough that it doesn¿t matter. And who doesn¿t love a Marine? The series as a whole focuses more on the town than on a specific main character, but I¿m hoping to see familiar faces in the next books. If you like a little more meat to your romance, this is a series for you.