I received an ARC courtesy of the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
So my #RushCrush has immensely intensified, if at all possible, after reading Rush Too Far! Yes, it is Fallen Too Far from Rush's POV, however Abbi puts a fresh spin on it! We are fully immersed into Rush's thoughts and feelings, from the moment he sees Blaire. Something in him completely ignites. In Fallen Too Far we see that Rush cannot stay away from Blaire. In Rush Too Far we are shown how much Rush is truly drawn to Blaire in mind, body, and soul.
"... I’ve been delivered. By a girl. But she isn’t just a girl. She’s an angel. My angel. A beautiful, strong, fierce, loyal angel who entered my life in a pickup truck, carrying a gun."
Being able to experience Rush's POV gives the reader so much more insight into Rush and Blaire. You understand how torn Rush was between his feelings for Blaire and his love for his sister, Nan. But just like any other love stricken man, he chose love. Love is such a strong force, and Rush's story attests to that. He wasn't perfect, but he wanted to be for Blaire. He wanted more. He wanted love and happiness, and he found that with Blaire. It wasn't that you couldn't see this in the first book Fallen Too Far. In Rush Too Far, you do more than see his yearning for Blaire. You feel it. It's intense, passionate, and completely beautiful. He wanted to fight for her and make things right. His soul craved hers.
"Only with you, Blaire. You're my exception."
Although it is Rush's POV, I found that we are also given a different side of Blaire. She is a fighter in all aspects. She fights for everything in life. And above all, the people she loves. The attraction between Blaire and Rush is completely genuine. I more fully understand Rush's connection with Blaire. How she changed him to be a different person. She showed him that in order to give love, he must first love himself. And he did. He did this by choosing love above any and everything.
"You own me, Blaire. My heart and soul are yours."
Abbi has a true talent in allowing the reader to completely connect to her characters. I believe that is why she provided her fans with this POV. She knew that Rush's story needed to be told, and that we would fall more in love with him than before. I thought this was an amazing addition to this story. It added depth to understanding Rush and Blaire and their deep connection. I found it to be a refreshing read, and so much more than a regurgitation of the first book. It was well written, flowed well, and I could not put it down during certain parts of the story. If you love Rush and Blaire's story then this is a must read for you.
I had been over a year since I read Fallen Too Far. I almost forgot what Rush was all about, and what he had to offer. This book is in his POV of the first book in the series, and I enjoyed a lot.
Rush took it upon himself to protect his little sister, Nan, as they grew up. He hated who needed to be hated in order to make her happy, in order to protect and prove his love and loyalty to her. That was until the beautiful, sweet innocent Blaire showed up on his doorstep.
I love being able to get into Rush’s head and to be able to see his rationale as to why he is the way he is with Nan. Her father abandoned her, she never knew him as a child. Her mother wasn’t really a mother to her at all. Rush was all she had. He was a kid too so of course he didn’t know how to raise someone. He admitted he did it all wrong, made her into a hateful person. And we get to see Rush’s struggles with that in this book. It kind of made me dislike Nan less and definitely made me like Rush more. He wasn’t just a playboy, it just took one look at Blaire to figure that out.
After finding out what Blaire had been through, Rush wanted nothing but to protect her. I loved the little things he did to do so. Keeping the guys of Rosemary Beach away from her. Making sure she had a good place to sleep (eventually!) and making sure she had proper food, it was just too cute!
Now I know there are many huge Rush fangirls out there, so this is your chance to see the man in action and I have no doubt you won’t be disappointed.
They say that children have the purest hearts. That children don’t truly hate because they don’t fully understand the emotion. They forgive and forget easily.
They say a lot of bullshit like that because it helps them sleep at night. Such sayings make for good, heart-warming clichés to hang on the walls, to bring out a smile in people passing by.
I know differently. Children love like no other. They have the capacity to love more fiercely than anyone else. That much is true. That much I know. Because I lived it. By the age of ten I knew hate and I knew love. Both all-consuming. Both life-altering. And both completely blinding.
Looking back now I wish someone had been there to see how my mother had sown the seed of hate inside of me. Inside of my sister. If someone had been there to save us from the lies and bitterness she allowed to fester within us, then maybe things would have been different. For everyone involved.
I never would have acted so foolishly. It wouldn’t have been my fault that a girl was left alone to take care of her ailing mother. It wouldn’t have been my fault that the same girl stood at her mother’s graveside, believing that the last person on earth who loved her was dead. It wouldn’t have been my fault that a man destroyed himself after his life became a broken, hollow shell.
But no one saved me.
No one saved us.
We believed the lies. We held onto our hate, and I alone destroyed an innocent girl’s life.
They say you reap what you sow. That’s bullshit, too. Because I should be burning in hell for my sins. I shouldn’t be allowed to wake up every morning with this beautiful woman in my arms, who loves me unconditionally. I shouldn’t get to hold my son and know such a pure joy.
But I do.
Because, eventually, someone did save me. I didn’t deserve it. Hell, more than anyone it was my sister who needed saving. She hadn’t acted on her hate. She hadn’t manipulated the lives of our family members, not caring about the outcome. But her bitterness still controlled her while I had been delivered. By a girl…
No, she wasn’t just a girl. She was an angel. My angel. A beautiful, strong, fierce, loyal angel who had entered my life in a pick-up truck, carrying a gun.
Rush Too Far by Abbi Glines
Atria Books | 256 pages | ISBN 9781476775944 | May 6, 2014 |$15.00 |eBook ISBN: 9781476775951 | $7.99
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