A Hero in Hiding (Vexing Villains, #2)

by Alice Winters

She doesn’t understand that you don’t have to turn the other way when people are mean to you. You can enslave them and force them to make you food.

I grudgingly promise to listen because it finally means book time.

These legs are used for propping up on places while I read. Not physical activity.”

Probably not super fun to get caught in a monsoon. I mean… what if my book gets wet?”

I glower at the idiot of a man. “You will never be my friend. You shot my book.” “It’s just a book,” he says. With a fling of my hand, he goes careening off course and slams into a sapling so hard I hear it break.