BOOK REVIEW - FALLING INTO YOU by JASINDA WILDER - FALLING # 1 - 5 COLTON & KYLE STARS!

By: Jasinda Wilder
Published By: Seth Clarke
Released: Available Now
Details : Kindle, 223 Pages

RATING: 5 COLTON & KYLE STARS!

Blurb: Goodreads

I wasn't always in love with Colton Calloway; I was in love with his younger brother, Kyle, first. Kyle was my first one true love, my first in every way.
Then, one stormy August night, he died, and the person I was died with him.

Colton didn't teach me how to live. He didn't heal the pain. He didn't make it okay. He taught me how to hurt, how to not be okay, and, eventually, how to let go.

BOOK REVIEW by Michelle:

This was a beautiful story about a golden son and the troubled son and the girl who wound up loving them both. Circumstance brought them together in different times, one in happy times, the other, in broken times.

Pain filled times.

There was a boy named Kyle and a girl named Nell. They were best friends, knew each other most of their life.

Then they fell in love.

Then he died.

That scene was a hard one for me as I could have had a similar outcome in my family with my middle child. Hubs, thank God, hubs heard the crack and screamed bloody murder at our son to move.....and he did.

Nell the good girl, meets Colton the older brother at Kyle’s funeral. There is a connection. They are both dealing with their loss, Colton in more ways than one. Nell blames herself for what happened, she flees.... Colton follows.

“You can’t hold it in forever,” Colton said, aspropos of nothing.

“Yes, I can.” I had to.

“You’ll go crazy. It’ll come out, one way or another.”

“Better crazy than broken.” I wasn’t sure where that came from, hadn’t thought it or meant to say it.

“You’re not broken. You’re hurting.”

Colton is by appearances, the bad boy, the son that left home at seventeen. The son that got into some bad shit, survival will do that to you, having only $5 to your name, going hungry, will do that to you.


He seemed too rough, too big, too hard around the edges to be such a gentleman. He was a contradiction.


Nell is hurting badly at the funeral, after the funeral..... years after the funeral. She is no longer that golden, goodie girl. Pain will do that to you. It will change you.

Blame is a powerful thing.

Guilt will tear you apart.

Colton winds up back in Nell’s life. Colton is quite the surprise the more you read about him. He has done things...bad things. He has his own stories to tell the reader.

They made my heart ache for him at times.

Colton has a deep soul that has seen much, taken part in a gangster’s life, done bad things.

That’s how I met Split, how I ended up in the Five-One Bishops.”

“A gang?”

“Yes, Nell. A gang.” I sigh. “They were my family. My friends. They fed me, gave me a bed to sleep in. Gave me booze to drink and pot to smoke and girls to roll. Sorry, but it’s the truth. I’m not proud of some of the shit I did, but those guys, they were tight. Honorable, most of ‘em, in their own way. They’d never , ever betray me, no matter what. They’d back my play, no questions asked. Even now, years out of the game, living clean and honest, working for myself, if I called them, they’d come, and they wouldn’t flinch to do whatever I asked.”


Colton has got himself back on track. He has a musical talent that I loved reading about. It felt like I was a part of his audience, front row.

I could write a song, and her name would be the music. I could sing, strum a guitar, and her body would be the melody.


Colton lets Nell be herself ,at the same time he coaxes her into talking about her pain, he in return shares about himself. I loved these parts, the more Colton talked about himself the more I loved him.

“You’re a lot of things, Nell Hawthorne. You’re complex. You’re cute. You’re lovely. You’re funny. You’re strong. You’re beautiful.” She seems to be struggling with words and emotions. I keep going. “You’re tortured. You’re hurting. You’re amazing. You’re talented. You’re sexy as fuck.”

“Sexy as fuck?” She tilts her head, a small grin tipping her lips.

“Yep.”

“Is that more or less than sexy as hell?”

“More. A lot more.”

She just nods. “You’re sweet. But we must not see the same person when we look at me.”

“That’s probably true.”I look down at our joined hands, then back to her. I shift my fingers, twine mine in hers. “What do you see when you look at yourself?”

“Weak. Scared. Drunk. Angry. Ugly. Running.” She turns away from me as she says this, staring out the window. “I see nothing. No one.”


Colton is patient. He has his own life he has survived. He is a medicine that Nell needs, but like all medicines, we don’t like taking it. But it will make us feel better. 


“Why don’t you try to convince me of my own worth and all that bullshit?”

“Would it work?”I ask. She narrows her eyes, then shakes her head. I shrug. “Well there you go. That’s why. I can tell you what I see. I can tell you what I know about you. I can tell how I feel. I can show you what you really are. But arguing with you won’t accomplish anything. I think we’ve both had our share of people trying to fix us. It doesn’t work. We can only fix ourselves. Let ourselves heal.”


What I loved about this story, it was not an insta love. Kyle and Nell were almost pre-determined, life didn’t see it that way. I really loved Kyle. I liked how we got to know him for a bit, it cements why Nell had so much time letting go of her guilt and blame.

Colton meets Nell after years being gone, he sits with her, he is there to just be, when she doesn’t seem to have a friend, or family member that could do that for her when she is hurting at the funeral. There is a connection.

A connection of two people who are in pain. 

I respect the hell out of her for how hard she’s working to be okay. I just wish she’d let me show her how to let go, how to let herself hurt. I want to take her pain.



“You don’t have to be okay.”

“What do you want from me?” Her voice is ragged, desperate.

“I want you to let yourself be broken. Let yourself hurt.”

She shakes her head again. “I can’t. If I let it out, it’ll never stop.”

“Yes, it will.”

“No, it won’t. It won’t. There’s too much.”She judders, sucks in a fast breath, and shakes her head in a fierce denial. “It’ll never stop coming out, and I’ll be empty.”



I need to know what’s driving this girl. What’s devouring her.

“Tell me.” I whisper the words to her, rough and raw in the unlit bathroom, gray dawn filtering through dirty glass.

“He’s dead.”

“That’s not enough.”

“It’s everything.”



But Colton is ... I’m safe with him. He draws the truth out of me. He draws the pain out of me. Colton knows pain. He’s intimately familiar with it. Lives with it. Guilt too.

Colton has secrets and I want to know them all.

I loved this! When I saw it I had to share 

You will love Colton. The more his story unfolds, the more your heart will open up to this tattooed, guitar playing, singing guy. He will slowly seep into your veins. Taking up residence. He has such a way with words. 

I love me a bad boy and Colton is as smexi as hell, but he also has a soul that is deep and beautiful.

This is a story about love lost , heartache, and over time, love found again. The first love is never forgotten, but room has been made to 'feel' again and to love again.

I am so looking forward to 'Falling Into Us' . Jasinda has written quite a few books, this was my first Jasinda Wilder book, I just bought Wounded as I want me some more Jasinda.

This is classed as New Adult, the smexi is 'fan worthy'. 

R.I.P Kyle.

Michelle