Title: Fall from India Place
Author: Samantha Young
Series: On Dublin Street #4
When Hannah Nichols last saw Marco D’Alessandro, five long years ago, he broke her heart. The bad boy with a hidden sweet side was the only guy Hannah ever loved—and the only man she’s ever been with. After one intense night of giving into temptation, Marco took off, leaving Scotland and Hannah behind. Shattered by the consequences of their night together, Hannah has never truly moved on.
Leaving Hannah was the biggest mistake of Marco’s life, something he has deeply regretted for years. So when fate reunites them, he refuses to let her go without a fight. Determined to make her his, Marco pursues Hannah, reminding her of all the reasons they’re meant to be together.
But just when Marco thinks they’re committed to a future together, Hannah makes a discovery that unearths the secret pain she’s been hiding from him, a secret that could tear them apart before they have a real chance to start over again…
This was probably my least favourite of the bunch, but it was also the only one that made me cry actual tears (from sadness and not the quality). So there’s that I guess.
Despite being invested in Hannah from the past three books, the whole romance part of this book just didn’t speak to me all that much, which was why I found myself breezing through the book only half paying attention in some places.
The characters were meh in comparison with the others in the series. Marco was, pardon me, a dickwad. He does the dickest of moves and abruptly left after taking the virginity of a girl who loved him. Dude, you’re already dead to me. He’s was practically irredeemable from the get-go and I got bored with him quickly.
And it doesn’t get any better from there.
I am definitely not team Marco.
I am team no one in this book.
But it’s another story within the story that earns the 3 stars, but I won’t get into too much detail about it. It’s to be experienced. It is why I cried, something I actually rarely do when reading books and not many of the ones I’ve read can say they’ve had that distinct honor of producing water from these two eyes (or tear-ducts, but let’s go with it).
Because I started with book #5, this was the last book for me to read in this independent series and maybe my hopes and expectations had just slowly dwindled with each book because I didn’t find them as good as the fifth book? Who knows. Maybe I’d gotten fed up with all the sex and seemingly identical stories and characteristics.
So let’s end this review on a semi good note, shall we.
Fall from India Place was an alright book that you might as well read if you’ve read the previous 3 and then finish big with the final book in the series, Echoes of Scotland Street.
Has there ever been a book you’ve read that you weren’t really into, but kept going just to finish it and not DNF it?