Anarchy at Prescott High (The Havoc Boys, #4)

by C.M. Stunich

There’s a reason the villain never just kills the protagonist, right? Because death is boring. Fear, on the other hand, is something that can be consumed and licked like dark chocolate.

If I could only use one word to describe the expression on his face, it would be this: delicious. I want to lick it off and consume it.

As Valerie Broussard sings in “A Little Wicked”, nobody calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne.

I sip my drink and

dude why are you stupid