God of Ruin (Legacy of Gods, #4)

by Rina Kent

To the psychos, May we enjoy them in fiction but never encounter them in real life

them. All my plans come to a halt when my gaze clashes with dark-blue eyes. Familiar eyes. The eyes of my enemy and the target of my revenge. Landon fucking King.

I’m standing in front of none other than the Landon King. A charming god, a genius sculptor, and, most importantly, an insufferable bastard.

Some monsters get off on your reaction to pain more than the fact that they’re inflicting it, so never put yourself in a position where you’re someone’s source of entertainment.

“Easy there, mouse. While I’m rather open to wrestling, I’m not sure you can take me on.”

“So you’re telling me you and Lotus…” he trails off and clears his throat. “And Brandon are friends.”