(Never Ever Book One)
Sarah J. Pepper
Neverland has a way of breaking people. It corrupts souls. It destroys hope. The evil festering inside it brings out the darkness in our hearts and leaves us worse than dead. No good has ever come from it. Ever.
It is where I was born.
Therefore, darkness is all I know. Corruption is in my bones. So when I see him, I mean to win his heart and then break him. I mean to lure him to my arms and then destroy him. But it is his intentions and his wicked smile that deter me…at least until a lost soul from my past catches up with us.
My world ignites into flames. My love’s sinks to the depths of the sea. We are from two different worlds that overlap for a brief moment in time. But it is that moment which carries me forward. It is that moment in which he lives in the past. It is that moment in which I embrace my true nature and seek vengeance against those responsible for feeding his hand to that godforsaken crocodile.
I absolutely love how SJP takes well-known stories and makes so completely her own. Here is Peter Pan, a story that has never been my favorite, made into something I can really sink my teeth into. The author has an amazing ability to take character traits and re-create them in a way that they take on a whole new meaning and ability.
While the blurb certainly gives us readers a clue into the re-telling of this tale, it by no means allows you to fully understand the depth of the characters or story-line. I was entranced. I was addicted. I had to know what had happened and what would happen and I wanted it all RIGHT NOW! SJP is an original, and this book is pure proof.
Oh, and can we take a minute to appreciate that cover! Holy smokes is that cool! Honestly, the vivid detailing of this cover really speaks to the rich world-building SJP is capable of. I am not generally a reader that gets hung up on the details of the world around the characters or their physical traits, but the way this book was written, I honestly felt like I was there, living each and every scene.
I spent time while reading arguing with myself. “What, no?!” or “Is there more? I don’t actually need more, but omg yes I do!” or “is your mind blown? because mine is.” Yes, even that last one was to myself, because I just … I just … I couldn’t deal