The Never King (Vicious Lost Boys, #1)

by Nikki St. Crowe

I am dead inside. And so fucking bored. And the only thing I have to look forward to is being kidnapped by a myth. Happy fucking birthday to me.

It’s all fun and games until they notice your fault lines, until they pry them open and peer inside.

“Even the mighty oak believes she is strong until a man comes along with an ax to chop her down.” “Is that you then? Do you have an ax?” “All men are born with an ax in their hands, Darling. To take the measure of a man, you just have to pay attention to how he wields it.”