Holy haberdashery, Batman!
This was an unbefuckinglievably spectacular book that drew me in from the first sentence until that perfect last line.
Vicious tells the tale of two highly intelligent friends turned nemeses, a science experiment gone horribly awry, the carnage that ensued soon after, and the choices they made to come to terms with their altered lives.
It delves straight into the heart of darkness, and culminates in the ultimate standoff between the hero and the villain. (But who is the hero and who is the villain?)
Everything about this book is excellent – from the plot to the pacing to every carefully constructed sentence. But what’s most impressive about Vicious is that it is populated by complex and immensely flawed characters. Nobody is completely good or completely evil in this story. Every single one is a poor unfortunate soul, but the difference lies in how they choose to fight their own battles. (Also, there is a special place in my heart for Mitchell Turner and his fondness for chocolate milk.)
Vicious was deliciously twisted, and I can’t wait to sink my teeth into another rollicking good read from V.E. Schwab.
This was a post by Hanna, who is impatiently waiting for Sunday.