Blood of Hercules (Villains of Lore, #1)
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Read between August 25 - September 1, 2024
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She screamed in my face—I screamed back. Oh, look, we’re harmonizing. Mozart would have loved this.
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He wrote his name on the chalkboard in big loopy writing. “Like most of you,” Pine said, “I’m a Spartan mutt. However, unlike most of you, I’m a mutt who was born in less-than-ideal circumstances.” His gaze darted around the room, then lingered on me. We’re not bonding over abandonment issues.
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Mental note—physical exertion makes me homicidal. Avoid anything above a brisk walk.
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I stared at the table, skin crawling from the weight of all their attention. Finally, a bazillion years later, all three of them walked out of the kitchen. I let out a sigh of relief and rested my head back. Kharon reappeared in the doorway. I froze. He stalked over to where I was sitting. Glacial blue eyes burned with fury. “If you dare harm yourself,” he rasped softly, high cheekbones glinting like razor blades, “I’ll bring you back to life and torture you for all of eternity.” My breath hitched.
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Note to self: Stand close to Theros when you try to kill him. I chuckled to myself at the thought, then frowned. Apparently, I now found murder funny. This was rock bottom. Instead of addressing Theros, Augustus suddenly looked down at me and pointedly held eye contact. Oh crap, he definitely heard that. Augustus made a disturbed face, then looked away from me with a grimace. Now who’s the top dog in the classroom, huh? Was it my imagination, or did Augustus just smirk? I turned my attention to the floor and wished I’d never gained consciousness.
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I took a step back, trying to separate myself from the three killers. Kharon stepped closer. His white blouse was covered in gore, and locks of dark hair fell messily in his eyes. He saw me looking and smiled with teeth, then he slowly licked the flat edge of his bloody dagger (that can’t be sanitary). Glacial blue eyes flashed with mania. “Oh yes,” Nyx sighed dreamily on my neck. “He’d be a devoted lover.”
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His lovers are going to need a lot more than jewels. Most likely a lobotomy, and a gun for safety. Who would voluntarily sleep next to that psycho at night?