{ Dreamshade }

The New Book!!!

Hello everyone! 

I promised I would let you know when the new book was coming, and it's almost here.

Bad Form: a Peter Pan story.

I am so excited to finally share the title! It's sending chills through my whole body, I swear! I'm just so excited for this one! Also a little scared. But mostly excited!

First of all, I wanna say that I don't have a specific date in mind. I haven't pinned one date in particular, like, Yeah! That's the one! Not yet! But I am trying to get it done by the end of spring/start of summer. Currently aiming for the end of May. I know it's still a little while away. Sorry about that. And it can still be pushed back or pulled forward (but don't count on that tbh). I hope you can all understand that.

It's a little hard to determine when I'm dropping it because of how long the chapters are, the writer's blocks that occasionally pop in, the rewrites that need to be done, along with life itself. I hope you can all understand that on special days with my family or when I'm busy with assignments and other deadlines, I can't put that all aside for this. BUT!! I am doing everything I can.

Hence, I wanted to update again. It's been two months since my last update. I felt kinda bad for just dropping that and not saying anything else. Apologies for that. SO! To make up for that, I wanna give you all a little sneak peek.

Before I do that, I will mention, just like Dreamshade, there will be some mature parts. And don't immediately jump to the dirty minds, I'm also talking graphic violence, fight scenes, and yes, some insinuating comments/jokes that are on the dirty side... But will there be smut... maybe... maybe not... (yes...???)Not gonna spoil that yet..... okay, yes.

But anywho! Here's a little sneak peek for those who are interested! Enjoy! 

Do demons sleep? Or do they recharge? Perhaps it was just resting the eyes that could fool anyone. Turns out, Peter Pan did use that bed of his. His eyes were closed almost in a soft way. He wasn't tucked in under the covers; instead, he lay on top of them. His right hand was resting on his stomach whilst his left was tucked under his pillow, where his head lay. A dim light brushed across his cheekbones and showed just how perfect the island was keeping his skin. If he was asleep, that meant his guard was down. Just what she needed.

If she could see herself right now, she would see a maniac, a psychopathic animal with no other instinct than to kill and rip someone to shreds. To think that he was almost offering himself to her. He was making it easy, almost. She was the starving traveler who was being presented a roasted pig on a silver platter.

Her thumb brushed the handle of her dagger in her hand, the one she would use to make him talk. Her shoes were somewhere outside, so he couldn't hear her footsteps as she drew closer. For a moment, she just stood there and watched him. His chest did not move, and she wasn't even certain if he was breathing or not. The room was dead silent except for the fire crackling away.

One leg moved forward with the other following close behind. Without a noise, she stalked her way toward the bed where he lay so peacefully. From the blade dripped a black fluid, creating a trail behind her on the floor. Without a second thought, and the weapon in her hand, she pressed her knee onto the mattress. Her other knee fell to the other side of his thigh. The mattress dipped slightly under her added weight – but she had been careful, she hadn't touched him.

Even up close, she didn't hear or see any sign of breathing. He really was a demon. Part of her expected her to be tossed away the moment she entered his chamber, let alone be able to get this close to him. She was hovering over him like a silent assassin ready to strike, and she was. The words haunted her: he lies, he lies, Peter Pan lies.

She slowly raised the knife slightly and ran it along the collar of his throat. From his collar bone, near his Adam's apple, to that tiny freckle on the left, and up to his jaw. Even that did not wake him up. She did smear the black goo over his skin, staining it. Just before she could repeat her trail, his hand grasped her wrist. She flinched and almost cut him. His eyes were open and stared straight at her. "Enjoying ourselves?" He asked, his voice low and almost seductive.  

Well, isn't that interesting? (I also hope I didn't read over something and spoil anything just now, haha)

Keep your eyes open in a few months! I really hope I'll have it finished by then. I am kicking my own butt so much to get it done. I miss uploading. As I mentioned before, I'm also (for some reason) a little anxious to start again. I've been away for months. That's crazy.

Also! This book is getting what I like to call a 'me' treatment. There won't be just 20 chapters. (Currently over 200 pages and no kiss has happened yet) And it's gonna be one hell of a rollercoaster. Probably milking it out a little longer than I should, for my own sanity, but oh, what the hell! There will be laughs, there will be tears, there will be angst, there will be smut.... will there? Yeah... Also, I did the poll again. Just because I'm curious after the sneak peek. 

That's it for now! See you soon! Hope you have a wonderful day!

-Jay25211<33