Wicked Innocence
by Missy Johnson
Publication Date: August 4, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Purchase: Amazon
Don’t let my petite and innocent appearance fool you, because I’m one person you don’t want to cross. I’m Micah, the youngest member of Resurrection…If only they knew how young. My fake ID says I’m twenty-one.
And I will be…in four years.
What can I say? I blossomed early. Home sucked, so I left, determined to do something with my life.
Landing the gig as lead vocalist in the band was a dream come true. I’ve worked hard to make something of myself and nothing is going to ruin that for me.
Then He showed up.
He’s hot as hell and so into me. But he’s also twenty-five.
I don’t want to lie to him, but if the truth comes out I’ll lose everything, including him.
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I was really excited to read this. The teasers that were put out prior to the publication were amazing and did a great job pulling me in. And while I couldn't put it down, it wasn't my favorite Missy Johnson book.
The beginning was great, I was completely drawn into the story of Micha and extremely curious about her past. And I loved Saxon. I love their chemistry and friendship, which inevitably turned into more. My issues actually started with the reveal about Micha's age. I was ok with how it went down, but I felt like they never had an actual conversation about her reasons or dealt with it.
I also wish that Micha had formed more of a friendship with the other guys in her group. There were a few scenes that showed their gradual acceptance of her as a group member, but I never felt like she really connected with them as friends.
My last issue was the end. I'll admit that I don't always pay attention to the chapter titles/numbers, so when I hit the epilogue, I didn't realize it was the epilogue. It wasn't until I hit the end of the chapter and there was nothing left to read that I went back to see that it was indeed the epilogue. The story didn't feel finished to me. It felt like it left off right in the middle. I've never felt that way before with a Missy Johnson book. And I honestly don't know if there will be another book about Sax and Micha, but I hope there is.
The beginning was great, I was completely drawn into the story of Micha and extremely curious about her past. And I loved Saxon. I love their chemistry and friendship, which inevitably turned into more. My issues actually started with the reveal about Micha's age. I was ok with how it went down, but I felt like they never had an actual conversation about her reasons or dealt with it.
I also wish that Micha had formed more of a friendship with the other guys in her group. There were a few scenes that showed their gradual acceptance of her as a group member, but I never felt like she really connected with them as friends.
My last issue was the end. I'll admit that I don't always pay attention to the chapter titles/numbers, so when I hit the epilogue, I didn't realize it was the epilogue. It wasn't until I hit the end of the chapter and there was nothing left to read that I went back to see that it was indeed the epilogue. The story didn't feel finished to me. It felt like it left off right in the middle. I've never felt that way before with a Missy Johnson book. And I honestly don't know if there will be another book about Sax and Micha, but I hope there is.
Wicked
Innocence
©Missy Johnson, 2014
He reached into his pocket and pulled
out his ipod. “Put on some music if you like.”
I took it, letting my fingers glide
over his. His eyes darted toward me briefly and my heart jumped. I
quickly looked down, busying myself with his music collection. I ran
through artists until I came across Severed. Smiling, I clicked play.
“You have your own music in here,”
I said with a giggle.
He shrugged. “If I don’t appreciate
it, then why should I expect anyone else to?”
“I guess. I just think it’s cute.
Like an actor going to see themselves at the cinema.”
“You don’t think Nic Cage or Brad
Pitt go to the movies?” he asked in mock horror.
“I don’t know. I met Brad Pitt once
in Starbucks.”
He chuckled. “I can just imagine how
that went down.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I
asked, narrowing my eyes.
“Well, you were kind of freaked out
when you realized who I was. Meeting someone actually famous? You’d
lose the plot,” he laughed.
“Well, in my defense, I didn’t have
posters of Brad Pitt all over my walls—” I shut my mouth, but it
was too late. No, no, no…
“You had posters of me on your
walls?” he repeated, amused. “Micah, that is adorable.”
“Shut up,” I mumbled, coving my
face with my hands. He chuckled loudly next to me, clearly not ready
to let this go. “No! No laughing. Just shut up and drive.”
Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she’s a cat, a cat who thinks he’s a dog…you get the picture).
When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
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