Second to the Right (The Neverland Chronicles, #1)

by T.S. Kinley

“Don’t you know that nothing lasts forever, no matter how hard you wish it to be so?”

“Beautiful, yes, but most definitely dangerous. Beautiful things in Neverland aren’t always what they seem,”

I’ll take whatever you want to give me, in whatever time we have left, and that will have to suffice. I’ll have to find the strength to hold it together until the end of eternity. Maybe we could meet there, in the end, and pick up where we left off.”

And there it was. Not hidden, not on display, yet readily accessible. Nestled into a bowl on the nightstand, was the infamous thimble. Wendy’s kiss. After all these years, he still kept it close. It was still shining. Not tarnished at all.

holding my head high, royalty in my own right, as the Queen of the Lost Boys.