17 December 2013

Lovely Vicious Tour Stop!



Seventeen-year-old Isis Blake hasn’t fallen in love in three years, nine weeks, and five days, and after what happened last time, she intends to keep it that way. Since then she’s lost eighty-five pounds, gotten four streaks of purple in her hair, and moved to the Buttcrack-of-Nowhere Ohio to help her mom escape a bad relationship.

All the girls in her new school want one thing – Jack Hunter, the Ice Prince of East Summit High. Hot as an Armani ad, smart enough to get into Yale, and colder than the Arctic, Jack Hunter’s never gone out with anyone. Sure, people have seen him downtown with beautiful women, but he’s never given high school girls the time of day. Until Isis punches him in the face.

Jack’s met his match. Suddenly everything is a game.

The goal: Make the other beg for mercy.

The game board: East Summit High.

The reward: Something neither of them expected.

*This book contains language, some of which may be unsuitable for younger readers.*

*This is the first book in the LOVELY VICIOUS series.*




I was a bit disappointed to find that this is not a romance story.  I mean, I think the series might eventually be, but there wasn’t much in the romance department in this installment.  Still, the snarky dialogue of this book was more than enough to keep me entertained.
Isis has just moved from Florida to a small town in Ohio.  She has been through quite a bit, including having her heart broken and losing 85 pounds. Jake is the big man on campus at her new High School, but he’s distant and seems to have a bit of a chip on his shoulder.  He looks down on other people and treats them like they are beneath him – which does not go over well with Isis.  Jake and Isis begin a verbal, and sometimes physical, war that is completely epic.
First of all, Isis is an awesome character.  She’s got some big time issues, including her self-image (which I think any woman can relate to).  She is just not afraid to say what is on her mind and it is hilarious.  I wish I had half of Isis’ lady balls, it would definitely make my life more entertaining!  And Jake…he’s complicated.  As the layers of the onion are peeled back on both Isis and Jake through the course of the story, you discover that they actually have quite a bit in common.  They are both fiercely loyal and protective of those they care about.  There are some pretty intense questions brought up in this book too that aren’t answered, and I’m super-duper curious as to their answers. 
Overall, this was a really good first installment of this series.  I will definitely be reading the rest, and hoping that it answers all of my questions and goes down the romantic road that I so desperately want it to.  Good YA novel!  4 stars!




 “I paid the fee, if that’s what you’re here about,” Madison starts. Jack looks to her, smile flashing on for a moment.


“Let me talk to her. Give me one second.”

“Okay,” Madison giggles. He grabs my elbow and pulls me in the other direction.

“Is that how you kissed me?” I ask, nearly tripping as he pulls me along. “Golly gee, it looks kind of mildly fucking embarrassing! No wonder up my appointments - ”

“Whoa, I think you overestimate me, shitlord. Last time I checked all I did was be in the wrong place at the right time. I saw you and had to - ”

“Stalk me.”

“ - delicately approach you. In a sideways manner. From behind. Without being seen at all. For ten minutes.”

“Why are you even out? I thought you were sick.”

“I was. See, it’s this thing called an immune system -”

He holds up his hand and rubs his eyes. “Okay, stop. Shut all systems down and just. Stop. Talking.”

“Why?”

“It’s annoying.”

“That’s never stopped me before!”

“Why did you follow me?”

“I was…curious?”

He looks down at the jar of frosting I clutch in my hands. “Are you eating that out of the can?”

“Are you the king of stupid questions?” I fire back. “Of course I am! Frosting is the ambrosia of the gods. God, if you’re into that religious thing. Are you religious? Somehow I get the feeling the only church you’d join is the church of self-worship. Your body is your temple. Work it, boy.”

“What are you saying?” He snarls.

“You’re blabbering!”

“At least I’m not whoring!”

"I'm working right now, okay? I’m getting paid. So you need to just piss off and go to whatever immature party you were going to in the first place.”

“How’d you know I’m going to a party?”

“The receipt for red plastic cups sticking out of your jacket. Your eyeliner. Girls don’t make eyeliner wings that big unless they plan on drinking.”

“Touché. You’re smarter than I gave you credit for.”

“And you’re far more annoying than I first suspected. If I’d known you’d stalk me like all the others, I never would’ve kissed you, even as payback.”

“Seriously, you kiss everyone like that though! It was nothing special.”

“Exactly. It was nothing special. So back off and leave me alone.”


Sara Wolf is the author of ARRANGED, a college-aged romance series centered on an arranged marriage. She’s currently working on her next New Adult romance series. She’s addicted to the Vampire Diaries, loves chocolate and romantic angst, and can’t get enough of damaged heroes.


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