Blood of Hercules (Villains of Lore, #1)

by Jasmine Mas

She screamed in my face—I screamed back. Oh, look, we’re harmonizing. Mozart would have loved this.

During the day, the feminine urge to lead a fictional revolt plagued me.

In contrast, Maximum was short with brown eyes, blond hair, and blue highlights. (Also, apparently his parents hated him because they named him after a limit. Who did that?)

“Oh yes,” Nyx sighed dreamily on my neck. “He’d be a devoted lover.” She needed an exorcism.

We need to bring back people having shame.

“Who. The. Fuck. Did. THIS. TO. YOU?”

Lmao every book girly’s favorite line in an enemies-to-lovers

If one more man spoke for me, I was going to lose it.

Same girl, same