Jennifer L. Armentrout

Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.

Why are you such an ass?" The words came out before I could think twice.
Everyone has to excel at something, right?
Well, you're doing a great job.

My palms itched to have a close encounter of the bitch-slap kind with his face.

I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect. His eyes searched mine intently, and for a moment we stood there toe to toe. The ones who throw their beauty around, waste what they have? Their beauty is only passing. It's just a shell hiding nothing but shadows and emptiness.

I could always give you a teaser. You bookish people love teasers, don't you?

Remind me, he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?