You know that feeling you get when you are under water too long. The feeling like your lungs are going to burst but you keep pushing through until you finally are able to rise out of the water. You gasp frantically for air that your body so badly needed. That’s what I feel right now. Like I’ve just come out of a swimming pool after doing down and backs without giving my body the chance to breathe. My heart aches and I wipe the tears from my eyes as I finish such an amazing book that I inhaled in two days. A book about a girl, three boys, and the mafia. A book that has given me such an aching hangover and has left my chest aching. A book called Rotten Girl by Ivy Fox.
This is the first book I’ve read from this author. I just couldn’t turn it down after reading the blurb. It sounded so amazing and dark. Plus the cover. Gah. It’s so freaking beautiful. I couldn’t wait to jump in and once I saw those red locks on my kindle screen I was hooked. I now feel the need to track down every single one of Ivy Fox’s books and devour them. To send her endless messages begging for book two. Ask her how she could make me fall in love with these characters and then crush my heart? Ask her how she got such an amazing story out of her head and into this book in front of me.
It’s like falling in love for the first time. Except you are watching it happen. Watching a girl named Selene fall in love with these completely innocent boys that have been raised in this world of chaos and heartbreak. This world of lies and death. You feel the teenage angst and the fluttering of first love. You feel the absolute heat as Ivy Fox takes you down Selene’s path to adulthood and the handhold ing turns to kissing, touching, and some of the most desperate heart wrenching love I’ve ever set my eyes on. It’s like watching the Notebook and knowing in your heart that this story is going to crush you. That this world your beloved characters live in will not allow such a love to exist. No matter how much is crushing your heart. You are left gasping for air, staring at (what the fuck is his name – I asked my husband and he knew it was Ryan Gosling but I for the love of me couldn’t remember. Boy do I love this man) stare at Rachel McAdams in the rain trying to grasp at their love story that is just out of reach.
We start our story with Selene who is just a little girl. She lives in the mafia life full force. Her father, the Butcher, is just as terrifying in the face of his family as he is to his enemies taking his wrath out on his daughter and wife behind closed doors. Selene’s only sanctuary are her three closest friends. Giovanni, Dominic, and Vincent. Come on. Are you already salivating over those gorgeous iltalian names? Gahhhhhh. I can’t. I’m much too swoony for this. You see 4 innocent children with this exceptional bond. This growing love as they are thrown into the violent world of the Chicago mafia. They hold onto their innocence when it comes to Selene but they are so delicious and dark. I just can’t. I CAN’T OKAY. #Swoon
This is a reverse harem story without even the conversation of it being a reverse harem. It’s just so fucking natural that there is no question that Selene wouldn’t have these three men. I’ve finished the book and I still can’t stop replaying their story in my head. I feel the uncontrollable urge to flip back to page one and start over again. It’s like watching all the seasons of Friends and then that last episode when Rachel gets off the plane. When they all set their keys down and walk out of the apartment and you are sobbing thinking fuck I already miss them so fucking much. Cue replaying the entire series again. That’s me. Right now. [I guess I should say spoilers but for real, if you haven’t watched Friends by now I don’t know what the fuck you’ve been doing with your life. Finish this post, buy Ivy’s book, then go fucking binge watch Friends. You’ll thank me.]
How can one book contain so fucking much. I literally had to immediately start typing these feelings while they are still raw in my heart. How can this book be so fucking swoony… and heartbreaking.. and sweet… and sexy… and so fucking tragic all at the same time? Seriously. Get this book. Devour it. Come back here and tell me about how I’m supposed to put the pieces of my heart back together. Tell me how I can manage to swoon again before the next book comes out?
Please, just swoon with me.