Blood of Hercules (Villains of Lore, #1)

by Jasmine Mas

Personally, I preferred to be mentally weak—it made life more interesting. Will I kill myself today dramatically or barely survive? Every day was a new mystery.

“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.”

I wailed despondently, but my eyes were bone-dry because emo girls didn’t cry (I’d cried yesterday).