What If There Was A Place,
A Place For The Misfits,
A Place For The Strange.
A Place for the Villains.
Just turning sixteen, Jade Quinn has finally come of age. At Midnight of every Girl's sixteenth birthday she will be thrown a sorting party, where she is sorted into either an Ever or a Never, But for Boys their seventeenth birthday is celebrated a little bit different. They are thrown a seeing ceremony, where They get to see a glimpse of what might be their future, and then they will also be sorted. The Evers will train as Princes, Princesses, Fairies or Mermaids. The Nevers will be trained as Witches, Wizards, Monsters, or Shape Shifters, But when Jade, a Ever by blood, is sorted into a Never, she will have to make a choice. Going on a Journey between the four schools will change her life in ways she could never imagine. Along the way Jade meets a Never who was sorted into an Ever. Finding a friendship , and Romance along the way, Jade realizes that maybe your heritage doesn't make you what you are. Endless waters, Deathly high cliffs, reappearing woods, A Bridge that stretches so far that, the only way to get to the End is to tell your darkest secret. What choice will Jade make? Ever or Never?
He watched as her eyes skimmed over his dark eyes and black hair with barely a reaction. He felt his pride twinge a bit so he went further. Lifting his hands, he let the blood drip from them. Her eyes widened slightly and her chin rose. She looked at his hands then back at him. His dark eyes gleamed in a challenge.
"You've not harmed me or mine, faery." She spoke out loud. "Blood does not scare me and neither do you. Keep your dog on its leash." Then she turned and calmly walked back inside. Intrigued now, he went to the window of the house and watched as she reassured her mother that the dog was gone
"I'll see you tonight, reckless child." He promised softly.
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Marcus felt himself beginning to wake and struggled to stay in the dream. But it was no use. His eyes opened and he released the pillow his hand was gripping. It was the same one that she had laid her head on every night. His head went into the pillow heavily for a moment, breathing in her faint scent. He hated and treasured dreams like that with equal fervor. He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling.
It had been decades since she'd been forced to break that promise. He lifted his hand and touched the ring that had been her last gift. It had been decades, but it was yesterday.
***I did not skimp on the steamy scenes so consider yourselves warned ok? There are also a few violent scenes that I'll try to remember to put a warning before so you'll have a heads up. Any of the pictures/artwork were found online so I reserve no rights to those just the story. But I do reserve all rights to the story. This story runs concurrently with "Bloody Desire" and "All Roads Lead to Rome"
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