God of Malice (Legacy of Gods #1) Read Online Rina Kent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, College, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, New Adult, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Legacy of Gods Series by Rina Kent
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Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 153544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
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When I arrive, Creighton and Remington are nowhere to be found. Instead, a boy with blond hair and shiny brown eyes sits with Glyndon on the edge of the fountain.

He even has his hair styled as if he’s at some formal event. Oh, and he’s wearing a cardigan sweater and khaki pants.

Fucking gag.

Though that plan is put to an abrupt halt when I catch glimpse of her laughing. Not smiling, not pretending to be nice as the King she was brought up to be, but flat out laughing.

What are the chances of drowning that boy in the fountain without anyone noticing? Probably zero since it takes someone a long time to die by drowning. The gurgling, struggling, and slow fucking death may be worth being locked up for, though.

Choices. Choices.

The sight of her being all radiant while wearing her usual top, shorts, and denim jacket triggers an uneasy feeling.

Could be the need for destruction—preferably of his face—or a queasiness I’m not used to.

Could be both.

I stalk in their direction, as slowly as possible, then sit beside Glyndon and wrap an arm around her shoulder. By the time she notices me, it’s too late.

Now that she’s in my clutches, there’s nothing in this world that would make me let her go.

Except for when I get bored.

And that’s simply not in the immediate plans.

Her lips part, pink today, like a shade of her favorite raspberry perfume. A blonde strand escapes the rest of her hair and I tuck it behind her ear slowly, letting my fingers linger on her translucent skin.

My cock hardens when a red hue covers her cheeks.

Fuck.

I knew red was my favorite color.

“What…what are you doing here?” Now, this is a voice I could listen to all day long. Sweet, low, definitely not on the infuriating spectrum by any means.

“What does it look like I’m doing? I came to see you, baby. Aren’t you going to introduce me to your company?”

The fire that eats up her eyes, obviously no longer shocked, hardens my dick further.

Maybe she’s right and everything she does is able to stroke my libido.

Glyndon elbows me and I let her, taking the hit and pretending to wince.

“No,” she whispers.

“You know that word has no meaning to me,” I whisper back, then stare at the preppy-not-her-type guy. Jeremy and Nikolai say I have the most frightening ‘back the fuck off’ face and I make full use of it as I make my voice lower. “Killian Carson, Glyndon’s boyfriend. You?”

“You’re not—” It’s my turn to tighten my hold on her shoulder, making her wince and shut up.

Preppy-totally-not-her-type guy clears his throat, his expression faltering. “Stuart. Glyn and I go to school together.”

Stuart. Pfft. Of course his name is fucking Stuart.

It’s with effort that I suppress laughter. “Nice to meet you, Stuart, that’s such a lovely name. How are your parents?”

“Uh, good. I think?”

“Might want to check on them. I wouldn’t trust the safety of people with such naming skills.”

This time, Glyndon elbows me hard enough to make me grunt and smiles at him. “Never mind Killian. He has a twisted sense of humor.”

“Okay, Glyn.”

“Glyndon.” My humor disappears. “That’s her name.”

“Uh, right.” Stuart-still-not-her-type absentmindedly reaches for his messenger bag and stands up. “I’m…uh, I have to do an assignment. I’ll see you around, Glyn…don.”

Fucker escapes as if his ass is on fire and I continue watching him until he disappears into the building while simultaneously thinking of effective ways to stop him from breathing near her anymore.

Glyndon tries and promptly fails to free herself from me, which causes her to huff, and even the sound is adorable.

What the hell makes her that?

The mystery is starting to piss me the fuck off.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Why did you scare Stuart away? He’s a bit delicate.”

I chuckle and shake my head. “Of course he’s delicate. I’d be surprised he’s anything but a dainty flower with that type of name. There should be a petition to lock his parents up for it.”

“You’re a damn prick. Leave me alone.”

“Didn’t you hear? We’re boyfriend and girlfriend now. I can’t just leave you alone.”

“I don’t want to be your girlfriend. In fact, I don’t want to be your anything.”

“Good thing you have no say in it. Also, you left me on Read.”

“Wasn’t in the mood to talk to you while you were fucking your girlfriend.”

“Look at you being adorably jealous. Were you upset that I tore through her cunt with my cock? Did you imagine me eating her pussy and making her choke on my cum like I did to you? Did it hurt?”

She whips her head in my direction, her lips thinned in a line. “Screw you.”

“No, you actually told me to go screw Cherry.” I retrieve my phone and scroll to my contacts. “She’s usually one call away. If she comes, will you stay and watch this time or run away like a scared little rabbit again?”


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