Prince of Never (Black Blood Fae, #1)

by Juno Heart

I’d just turned fifteen. She’d just turned dead.

What even

I make my way to work, crossing from one end of the city to the other, imprisoned in a metal firecracker.

Please

A person needs purpose to be truly happy.

Have you no sense at all in your pale-red head?

A read

“Get a room,” yells a hip-hop dude, his friends hooting and hollering at us as they pass by.

There’s no way