23 July 2014

Fear Me Not Tour & Review

Fear Me Not (The EVE Chronicles #1) 
by Sara Wolf

Hosted By: Romance Addict Book Blog

The aliens crash-landed on Earth eleven years ago. And now, sixteen-year-old Victoria Hale feeds them. With her emotions. 

Victoria is an EVE - an Emotion Vesicle Engraft - and one of few humans who are genetically capable of producing emotions for the Gutters to feed on. She's doing it for the money - her sister Alisa needs a good doctor, and fast. But what she didn't count on was being sent to the world's first desegregated high school for Gutters and humans. She didn't count on the paparazzi, the protestors, or the insane Gutter politics and government secrets. She didn't count on the crimson-eyed Gutter prince with an intriguing heart of cold iron, either. 

She especially didn't count on murder. 

But it's counting on her.

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Sara Wolf is the author of the LOVELY VICIOUS series and FEAR ME NOT, the first book in The EVE Chronicles, a YA/Sci-Fi series. She’s currently working on the final book in the LOVELY VICIOUS series. She’s addicted to the Vampire Diaries, The Walking Dead, True Detective, pink Starbursts, pizza, and damaged heroes. For additional books, news, teasers, and giveaways, visit her at sarawolfbooks.blogspot.com or facebook.com/sara.wolf.3304.

I received a copy in exchange for an honest review!

What I say: Aliens have landed, well they landed a while ago actually. In Fear Me Not the aliens or 'Gutters' are being integrated with human society on Earth. Gutters don't eat food they survive by 'drinking' human emotions harvested via a special EVE implant (I promise this makes more sense when you read the book). Only a few people can have the implant and they are paid for their services. 

The story begins with 'Viv' Victoria leaving home to live in a special Gutter and EVE human school. Whilst some people are happy with the aliens, others are not. As the story commences we get to see some of the secrets being kept by both sides and look at the potential for war.

Vic is kinda prickly at times and is something of an outsider. At times she seemed more alien than the actual aliens! I really enjoyed the story and I loved the premise. I have to admit some of the mythology was a little confusing at times and I wasn't entirely clear about the alien bodies. At first I was kinda imagining giant lizards in human bodies - There's a whole lizard/human combo thing going on. Or have they changed their bodies apart from their skeleton's?! See I'm not totally sure on this BUT it didn't matter because I really enjoyed the story anyway!

Sara Wolf does a great job highlighting not only alien v's human problems, but also the whole concept of prejudices, racism and even classism. With their advanced technology the aliens are not free from prejudices and they have an interesting social structure.

I liked Shadus way more than I expected - he's moody but intriguing. I'm not sure many human parents would allow or encourage their teenage children to take part in the festival and I was kinda mad that he went, but then again, it's part of the Gutter's culture! I was expecting a sort of alien-human love triangle, but the story takes a far more intriguing turn. Twists, people!!

4 Stars in my Sky!


“I’m sorry,” Shadus’ voice says.

My eyes slide over – Shadus is standing right next to me, leaning on the bookshelf. I close my eyes and sigh.

“Don’t be. It’s me. Something’s wrong with me. I don’t know how to react like a normal person. Jeers, whispers, sneers, those are fine. I ignore them, punch something to make them hurt less. Compliments? I don’t know what to do with those.”

“You’re different. That’s not necessarily bad,” He offers. His long fingers skim over a row of books and he picks one out, flipping through the pages. “More literature in which the protagonist kisses his interest. Is it all your human writers are interested in? It hardly seems worthy enough to devote entire books to.”

 “It’s not so bad,” I defend. “Kissing.”

“You speak from experience?” He asks.

“Second grade during the school play. Arnold Grady. We were backstage, behind the curtain. I thought it was a good time to go for it.”

“It was enjoyable, then?”

“Too wet.” I laugh, the memory burning like an old tattoo of embarrassment. “He was shorter than me - all the boys were. They’ve only started catching up this year, really.”

“I’m jealous.”

I raise an eyebrow. “What? Of the short boys?”

“Of your kiss. You speak of it fondly. Even if it was lacking technique, you still remember it. It must have been an important experience. I assume I will never know that sort of feeling - ”

I step into him. He jolts back, hitting the bookshelf. It shakes, and settles. I point up at him.

“Be thankful. You guys have the ceremony of flame. You don’t waste time with petty shit and he-likes-her-she-likes-him crap. Your future is arranged by your family. But us? Humans? We fish around blindly in a pool of seven billion people, hoping one of them isn’t too crazy or too incompatible with us, and we get so desperate that when we find someone we can stand for two minutes we decide to marry them for life, when in reality they’re all wrong for us. But we keep pretending they’re right, until we can’t anymore, and then we divorce them or break up and we get up and try again, and again, and it chips away at our tiny human hearts.”

He stares at me intently, as if I’m lecturing him and he’s trying his hardest to learn something from it. I snort.

“You’re lucky, Creeps. All you Gutters are lucky.”

“What you call ‘lucky’, I call ‘boring’,” Shadus says. “The human way of things may be more painful, but it sounds much more fun.”

I stride up to him, get in his face. His chest is rising and falling, his fists balled up. His ruby eyes stare down at me.

“Don’t do it,” He murmurs.

“Do what?”  I singsong.

He struggles with something inside himself, a pained look coming over his expression.

“Victoria -”

I press my head into the cradle where his neck meets his shoulder.


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