Never Faire Really lonely

Really lonely

Dominic was staring at me like he couldn’t decide whether he loathed me or wanted to French kiss me

I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat

and he intends to have her

Never Faire Really lonelyNever by Jessa Hastings "There is a boy of legend in the tales passed down in my family. He glides on the coattails of the sun, rides the wind, and freedom runs through his veins. His heartso the legend goesis wild. The boy lived in a faraway land tucked behind a star, where pirates were still true, mermaids didn't hide, and fairies flew through the air like autumn leaves on a windy day. He took my mother there, just like he took my grandmother, and