Virgin River (Virgin River Series #1)
Virgin River (Virgin River Series #1)

Virgin River (Virgin River Series #1)

by Robyn Carr

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Welcome back to Virgin River with the book that started it all…

Wanted: Midwife/nurse practitioner in Virgin River, population six hundred. Make a difference against a backdrop of towering California redwoods and crystal-clear rivers. Rent-free cabin included.

When the recently widowed Melinda Monroe sees this ad, she quickly decides that the remote mountain town of Virgin River might be the perfect place to escape her heartache, and to reenergize the nursing career she loves. But her high hopes are dashed within an hour of arriving—the cabin is a dump, the roads are treacherous and the local doctor wants nothing to do with her. Realizing she’s made a huge mistake, Mel decides to leave town the following morning.

But a tiny baby abandoned on a front porch changes her plans…and former marine Jack Sheridan cements them into place.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781488058981
Publisher: MIRA Books
Publication date: 10/22/2019
Series: Virgin River Series , #1
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 1,007
File size: 1 MB

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

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Mel squinted into the rain and darkness, creeping along the narrow, twisting, muddy, tree-enshrouded 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? Ohoh, 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 steepled 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 résumé 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 résumé 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. McCrea 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.

Mel stuffed the picture under her jacket and stood in the rain near her car as the Suburban parked. She could've gone to the porch to get out of the elements, but it didn't look quite safe.

The Suburban's frame was jacked up and the tires were huge — no way that thing was getting stuck in the mud. It was pretty well splashed up, but it was still obvious it was an older model. The driver trained the lights on the cottage and left them on as the door opened. Out of the SUV climbed this itty-bitty elderly woman with thick, springy white hair and black framed glasses too big for her face. She was wearing rubber boots and was swallowed up by a rain slicker, but she couldn't have been five feet tall. She pitched a cigarette into the mud and, wearing a huge toothy smile, she approached Mel. "Welcome!" she said gleefully in the same deep, throaty voice Mel recognized from their phone conversation.

"Welcome?" Mel mimicked. "Welcome?" She pulled the picture from the inside of her jacket and flashed it at the woman. "This is not that!"

Completely unruffled, Mrs. McCrea said, "Yeah, the place could use a little sprucing up. I meant to get over here yesterday, but the day got away from me."

"Sprucing up? Mrs. McCrea, it's falling down! You said it was adorable!Precious is what you said!"

"My word," Mrs. McCrea said. "They didn't tell me at the Registry that you were so melodramatic."

"And they didn't tell me you were delusional!"

"Now, now, that kind of talk isn't going to get us anywhere. Do you want to stand in the rain or go inside and see what we have?"

"I'd frankly like to turn around and drive right out of this place, but I don't think I'd get very far without four-wheel drive. Another little thing you might've mentioned."

Without comment, the little white-haired sprite stomped up the three steps and onto the porch of the cabin. She didn't use a key to unlock the door but had to apply a firm shoulder to get it to open. "Swollen from the rain," she said in her gravelly voice, then disappeared inside.

Mel followed, but didn't stomp on the porch as Mrs. McCrea had. Rather, she tested it gingerly. It had a dangerous slant, but appeared to be solid in front of the door. A light went on inside just as Mel reached the door. Immediately following the dim light came a cloud of choking dust as Mrs. McCrea shook out the tablecloth. It sent Mel back out onto the porch, coughing. Once she recovered, she took a deep breath of the cold, moist air and ventured back inside.

Mrs. McCrea seemed to be busy trying to put things right, despite the filth in the place. She was pushing chairs up to the table, blowing dust off lampshades, propping books on the shelf with bookends. Mel had a look around, but only to satisfy her curiosity as to how horrid it was, because there was no way she was staying. There was a faded floral couch, a matching chair and ottoman, an old chest that served as a coffee table and a brick and board bookcase, the boards unfinished. Only a few steps away, divided from the living room by a counter, was the small kitchen. It hadn't seen a cleaning since the last person made dinner — presumably years ago. The refrigerator and oven doors stood open, as did most of the cupboard doors. The sink was full of pots and dishes; there were stacks of dusty dishes and plenty of cups and glasses in the cupboards, all too dirty to use.


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Virgin River (Virgin River Series #1) 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 302 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.
ReadsAlotJG 20 days ago
I have read this entire series at least twice and loved every minute. Great stories, wonderful characters, fantastic dialogue.......every story makes you laugh and cry. A terrific author!
KrisAnderson_TAR 3 months ago
Virgin River by Robyn Carr captured my attention from the very beginning. It shows what life is like up the small mountain town of Virgin River which has about six hundred residents. Melinda Monroe is feeling burnout from her position at a 3,000 bed hospital and is looking for a change. The position in Virgin River seems to be what she needs, and it is confirmed after seeing the pictures sent to her by Hope McCrea. The icing on the cake is the charming cabin that comes with position. Mel packs expensive jeans ($100 plus per pair) along with her beautiful leather boots into her BMW and heads into the mountains. Mel soon discovers that Hope’s pictures were not current and her clothing choices not to mention her car are not appropriate for the environment. Mel decides that Virgin River is not for her. Then a newborn is found on the local doctor’s front porch. This has Mel changing her plans which she claims is just temporary. Mel fails to tell the people in her new town that she is a widow and another reason she needed a fresh start. I liked the variety of quirky characters in Virgin River that include Preacher (the cook at Jack’s), Hope McCrea, and Doc Mullins (crotchety local doctor with a heart of gold). Jack Sheridan is an ex-marine who owns Jack’s the local bar and restaurant. He is taken with Mel right away and comes up with a plan to keep her in their little town. I thought the characters as well as the situations were realistic and developed. I enjoyed the rustic setting. While Virgin River is a charming romance novel, there are other storylines going on in the book. There are numerous places to hide in the wood surrounding the town which leads to criminal activity as well as people looking to hide out or escape from the world. I like that the author shows the good and the bad (everything is not puppy dogs and rainbows). I could have done without the foul language and intimate situations (but that is my personal preference). Virgin River is a well-written novel that moved along steadily. Virgin River is the first in A Virgin River Novel and there are currently twenty in total. I am curious to see what happens to the other characters. Virgin River is a pleasing story with a loveable newborn, a handsome ex-marine, a peevish physician, an optimistic Hope, and a woman looking for a new beginning.
Sailon 4 months ago
A wonderful, heartfelt story of a young women who found her heart again and her home. The main characters are amazing, but the support cast, aka the town's residents, just makes you want to move to Virgin River, learn everyone's life story and become a part of the community. I received this copy of Virgin River from HARLEQUIN – Trade Publishing (U.S. & Canada) - MIRA. This is my honest and voluntary review.
Sailon 4 months ago
A wonderful, heartfelt story of a young women who found her heart again and her home. The main characters are amazing, but the support cast, aka the town's residents, just makes you want to move to Virgin River, learn everyone's life story and become a part of the community. I received this copy of Virgin River from HARLEQUIN – Trade Publishing (U.S. & Canada) - MIRA. This is my honest and voluntary review.
onemused 5 months ago
VIRGIN RIVER is an engaging women's fiction novel that follows a widowed nurse on her journey to healing and new love. Melinda (Mel) is still grieving her husband, and she knows she needs a change of scenery, where no one knows her story, to forge ahead. When the ad for a nurse practitioner comes up for a small town with a free cabin, Mel jumps into it feet first. However, when she gets to Virgin River, a small town of only about 600, she finds out that there was a lot of false advertising. The doctor had no interest in hiring someone, the cabin is falling apart around her, and the town is isolated and has many challenges. Mel is about to leave town when she sees a baby on the porch of the doctor's house/practice, and she knows she needs to help. The baby is only a few hours old, so Mel steps in to care for her until child services can get out there. As she stays, she also finds a friendship with the man who owns the bar, Jack, who also secretly begins restoring the cabin for her. Mel has a lot to work through before she can be ready for a romance, but Virgin River turns out to be just what she needed to do so. This was a great read with good pacing. There are a few mysteries which are resolved by the end of the book (such as the baby), and there are still some plotlines which are set to continue in the future books of the series. This book was gripping and steadily paced with some very intriguing characters, the right amount of drama, and a dash of danger. I can definitely see why this was made into a Netflix series, but I also think this book is better (so definitely read it!). The only thing I found a little troubling was the inclusion of a sexual encounter with a 16-year-old and a 14-year-old that seemed a little too detailed and could have been summed up in less words. However, this was a relatively minor issue in an overall great read. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone looking for a heartfelt and engaging smalltown read. Please note that I received a copy from the publisher. All opinions are my own.
KelsieAL 6 months ago
Virgin River by Robyn Carr is book one in her series of the same name. Netflix has chosen to make an original series based on this series of books, so you’ll want to be acquainted with the written version. Melinda “Mel” Monroe is a 32-yr-old recently widowed nurse practitioner and midwife longing to get away from the fast pace of the city and the constant reminders of her deceased husband, so she accepts a contract to work with the local doctor and makes the move to the small town of Virgin River. The contract is not as promised. The cute little cottage is a tumbling down mess. The local doctor she would be assisting has no interest in having her in his practice. Only the discovery of an abandoned baby keeps her in the town. That and a handsome bar owner. Ex-marine, Jack Sheridan is the owner of the only bar in Virgin River. His military career has left him with some bad memories. Jack is a handsome hunk from a large loving family including four sisters and eight nieces. He’s instantly attracted to Mel and becomes her friend and protector hoping to be even more. Jack’s main problem is how to compete with a dead man. Robyn Carr has penned another bestseller. Virgin River hits all the right notes. The characters are vibrant, believable and completely developed. The scenery is vividly depicted. The plot is engaging and suitably complex. Like Mel, I fell in love with Virgin River: the people, the scenery and the sky, especially the brilliant nighttime sky lit with so many stars. This is a 5 out of 5 star read and I recommend it to all readers of the romance genre. There is some sexual content that may not be suitable to for all readers. My thanks to HARLEQUIN – Trade Publishing (U.S. & Canada) and NetGalley for the opportunity to read an advance copy of this book. However, the opinions expressed in this review are 100% mine and mine alone.
Booksheartwine 6 months ago
Melanie got a bit more than she bargained for when she answered an ad for a Midwife/nurse practitioner located in Virgin River. She was ready for a change from her life serving as an emergency room nurse for a busy L.A. hospital. She arrives in a small town of 600 and finds a run-down cabin that is falling apart, and a town too small to even offer a hair stylist (but the next town over has one who works out of her garage!). Even her Cole Haan boots feel out of place in this small town. What was she thinking? She is about to pack her car and flee, when a baby is abandoned at the local doctor's office. Through this delay she starts to find rewarding work and possibly a town that needs her as much as she needs the town. The local heartthrob who runs the local pub/restaurant also helps make the town a bit more attractive. Overall I really enjoyed this book and had a hard time putting it down. Sure there was one part of the book was a bit predictable, but it was still fun. Thankfully this book is the beginning of a series, and I've already bought the next book (and plan to watch it when it becomes a Netflix series!)
Anonymous 10 months ago
You get lost in the story! Like your there inside as an onlooker while it's being written!