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June 4 - June 14, 2024
Peter Pan, the infamous Never King, has been transformed by a Darling girl, a Dark One, and two fae princes.
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It was always meant to be Vane. We will all have her, but Vane might get a part of her that the rest of us can never see.
“I’ve missed the light and I’ve missed the warmth, but both pale in comparison to you, Darling.”
“In the light, I will treat you like a queen, but in the dark, you will be my whore.” Heat rises to my cheeks. “I’d like that.”
I lose my mind over just two things: blood and unshelled peanuts.
Darling leaps over the table, a knife in her hand and rams it into Giselle’s throat. Blood paints the air. The tavern is immediately in chaos.
“Darling!” I shout. She turns and looks at me. And both of her eyes are darkest black.
She finally looks at me and it’s like I’m in a fever dream. I am looking at her, but I can feel her seeing me too, and for the first time in my entire immortal life, I sense the shadows connecting, like two mirrors pointed at each other.
“Start running, Cherry. Because I’m going to fucking kill you.”
“You’re looking at it, Captain. I am, after all, the Devourer of Men.”
“Winnie. I cornered her in a room with the Neverland Death Shadow and somehow it got into her.”
“Does James know there is a Darling girl on the other side of the island that is his great-great–” Smee reaches across the polished bar top to clamp her hand over my mouth. “Don’t.” Brave woman, getting near the sharp teeth of a crocodile.
“Furthermore, what do you think Peter Pan would have done if he realized the Darling line was now a Hook line? The best-case scenario was to rescue the baby and return it to its world.”
Now it’s just me and the Crocodile, the Devourer of Men.
“Tinker Bell hated that Peter Pan didn’t want her,” I remind her. “There’s a difference.”
am you and you are me and I embrace you and every dark thread of you.
Because I am more. I no longer need. I want. And I want Vane. Because I am Winnie fucking Darling and no man will steal my power.
If you choose me, you choose him too.
I know he can feel it—we are sharing the Neverland Death Shadow. The shadow is split between us.
“Here’s what they don’t tell you about shadows.” Vane steps in front of Holt and pries the rock from his bloody hand. “A shadow claims you as much as you claim it. And if a shadow doesn’t want you, you’re fucked.”
And watching Darling have her retribution is the single sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
Instead, I grab Darling by the wrist, yank her into me and kiss her. I kiss her like I mean it because I fucking do. Somehow, the myth of Peter Pan has fallen in love with a Darling girl and his three asshole friends. A different kind of love for each of them, but love just the same.
“Our vicious Darling girl.”
“Hello, Peter Pan,” Tinker Bell says.
