The Never List

by Jade Presley

I scan their faces. Each of them makes my heart thump, but it damn near stops when I look at Jax. He seems the least invested out of the four—Pierce is a close second—but I can’t help but remember the man who flirted and danced with me at the party. Can’t help that burning connection practically begging me to say his name, to choose him first, as he’d chosen me.

And because I want him the most, he’s the most dangerous of them all. With him, all my defenses come down, and I lose sight of everything but him.

The Dreamer is a god—only half of one, yet his power makes mine feel like a drop in a vast ocean.

Men like that don’t need a silent princess; they need a sharp warrior, someone who will fight by their side and not cower in fear when their darkness comes out to play.

Oh my goddess. Is Jullian Erhart flirting with Mirren? Is that a flushed smirk I see on her lips?