Reiz Hall, an ambitious undergrad studying Renaissance Literature at Oxford University, has no time for distractions. Her life is a whirlwind of exams, papers, and barely a moment to spare for her family. But there's one thing that consistently breaks her focus: her roommate's infuriatingly perfect boyfriend, Lucius Black. Lucius, a platinum-haired, too-hot-for-his-own-good surgeon, is everything Reiz doesn't want. His smug grin, arrogant confidence, and distracting presence are like nails on a chalkboard. As far as she's concerned, he's nothing but a gorgeous pain in the ass. He thinks she's a smart-mouthed, fiery little pixie-and he's not wrong. But trouble looms when Reiz notices the way his eyes follow her. That spark of interest that lies beneath his infuriating indifference. What begins as a game of verbal sparring soon spirals into something much more dangerous-a battle of wills that neither can seem to stop. The tension between them simmers, thick with unspoken desire and resentful attraction. Neither is willing to back down, but how long can they keep provoking each other before one of them breaks? In the game of hate and attraction, the stakes are higher than either can anticipate-because when these two collide, it's not just pride on the line. It's everything they didn't see coming. [The Third Book of the V-Series] A Standalone Novel.

"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.