I discovered this author a month or so ago and I haven't stopped reading her books since.
This is one of those cases when you should listen to your friends. I didn't and so i missed out on Vicious for like EVER. Well, don't you fret, I am here to tell you to READ EVERYONE LEIGH WRITES.
This is the newest book in the Sinners Of Saint world and I highly advise that you go grab those books first. If not, you will regret that and end up doing it anyway.
This story follows Daria and Penn. Daria was a doozy. I swear half the book I couldn't tell what I felt about her. Truly. I was a 100% Penn guy and then I kid you not he turned me on my head too.
This is a talent of Leigh's because literally every novel of hers i read that is at least ONE character that I don't understand my opinion of.
I do have to say this novel took the boundaries that you expect and it completely demolishes them. It throws curves your way that you honestly cannot expect of prepare for and challenges over and over how you feel about how you feel.
From USA Today and Washington Post bestselling author L.J. Shen comes an intense, high school enemies-to-lovers romance with a twist.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold.
I’d had four years to stew on what Daria Followhill did to me, and now my heart was completely iced.
I took her first kiss.
She took the only thing I loved.
I was poor.
She was rich.
The good thing about circumstances? They can change. Fast.
Now, I’m her parents’ latest shiny project.
Her housemate. Her tormentor. The captain of the rival football team she hates so much.
Yeah, baby girl, say it—I’m your foster brother.
There’s a price to pay for ruining the only good thing in my life, and she’s about to shell out some serious tears.
Daria Followhill thinks she is THE queen. I’m about to prove to her that she’s nothing but a spoiled princess.
Everyone loves a good old unapologetic punk.
But being a bitch? Oh, you get slammed for every snarky comment, cynical eye roll, and foot you put in your adversaries’ way.
The thing about stiletto heels is that they make a hell of a dent when you walk all over the people who try to hurt you.
In Penn Scully’s case, I pierced his heart until he bled out, then left it in a trash can on a bright summer day.
Four years ago, he asked me to save all my firsts for him.
Now he lives across the hall, and I want nothing more than to be his last everything.
His parting words when he gave me his heart were that nothing in this world is free.
Now? Now he is making me pay.