~"With his free hand he grabbed my wrist, suddenly pulling me closer. He placed my hand on top of his that held the knife, now holding it with him. His chest was pressed against my back, and I could feel every steady breath he took. My heart felt like it would fly out my chest. Electricity sparked where his skin touched mine, like an intense live wire. Dangerous and unpredictable. I felt immensely weak, his presence overpowering me. "Go ahead Wendy." Peter pushed, his breath against the back of my neck. I shivered. "Give him the punishment he deserves."~ ••• Night after night , Wendy Darling's mother told her tales of amazing heroes and ugly villains, beautiful creatures and horrid monsters. But out of all the enchanting stories she heard, there was one that always rose above all others. Neverland. She was constantly imagining what it would be like to be there herself. To be with none other than Peter Pan, and his peculiar group of Lost Boys. And one night, she finds herself waking up in none other than the place of her dreams. Neverland. But it isn't the mystical, magical island she thought it was. Her fear refuses to accept it's anything but a dream. Nothing can hurt her here, right? Well, that is until she's being hunted in the woods. She'll learn the hard way that danger waits for her just around the corner of every tree, every boulder, every lagoon. And every person.

"I don't want to exist, I want to live. I want even the darkest pieces inside her. I want to kiss the sorrow off her skin. Isn't that what love is? Isn't that what this beautifully constructed torture feels like? But I want the same from her. The power-hungry part of me wants something in return. I want her to love even the most monstrous parts of me. I want her to love me for the madman I am."

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"