Welcome To Neverland Novels & Stories

Janet was waiting for me outside, her eyes flicking past me toward the room behind me. "Thinking about going in to save her?" I asked. "No. I was just wondering what's going on." "I see." She handed me a file. "Laura jumped into a river trying to get away from some debt collectors and ruined one of her legs. Now she's hiding at an illegal underground club, working as a hostess. "But that bad leg makes her pretty much useless there. All she does is run errands for the other women. She hardly sleeps. They keep her working nonstop.

“Don’t worry. This time, no one’s going to bully you ever again.” A few days later, Caleb brought me to a high-profile charity gala, and for the first time in a long while, I ran into Matteo.

I was terrified of them from the moment I saw them but my grandparents didn’t realize that. I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts and focused on the present. Now that I looked at him, he was looking at me already, assessing me, I tried not to squirm. “Uncle, that’s Eve.” Emoily smiled at me while introducing me, “our newest addition in the gang.” “Nice to meet you Eve,” Danzel’s father said chuckling, “what’s your full name?” “Evelyn Reagan sir,” I said , extending my hands, “nice to meet you.”

They took a short break to eat and refresh but Mason barely sat for five minutes before he asked the other two men to continue. After the walk that seemed like it was going to go on for eternity, they finally arrived at a place with a wooden signboard that had these words engraved in it. 'Neverland haven.' "There's your destination." The dwarf announced while chewing his last piece of meat from the wrap. "You should be careful of the witch. It's rumored that she's unstable. Good luck." The dwarf paused and cocked his head. "I can escort you back if you are willing to pay more. Do you have more from where that food came?" He asked licking his lips but Mason's gaze was fixed on the hut.

Jade just couldn't figure out what game she was playing for now. In her past life, Neve hadn't entered Clotheap University. After Jade had met Lloyd at Clotheap University, Neve had followed her around like a shadow all day. She had thought Neve was so close to her because of their good relationship, but she hadn't expected Neve's real target to be Lloyd. Would Neve's target be Lloyd again?

“You’re coming with us today.” Naomi blinked in confusion. “Where?” “You’ll find out.” “That sounds like a trap.” She eyed Josh’s enthusiasm with suspicion. “It’s not a trap,” Josh said with a wide grin. “It’s a surprise.” Grace, sitting beside Naomi, wrapped herself around Naomi’s arm. “Just come with us. I’m sure you’ll like it too.” “Tell me where first,” Naomi said, flicking the tip of Grace’s nose. “Disneyland,” Grace answered without hesitation. “I want to play there.”

However, it was now obvious that all the boys from Gerald’s dormitory were actually redundant compared to Danny and his friends. “Hahaha, that’s okay. You probably wouldn’t be able to enter the next place that we’re heading to. Moreover, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to bring so many people in with me too. Therefore, it’s probably better if you choose to sit this one out!” Nigel glared coldly at Gerald and Harper. “Ahh? Where are we going next? Are we going to your restaurant?” the girls asked as they looked at Nigel. Nigel stretched out his finger before he waved it in front of them. “No, I’m bringing you to Wayfair Mountain Entertainment. Have you heard of it before?”

She said. I nodded my head. “How’s Niles?” I asked her. “He is good, but with this whole fashion show and my new launch, I lost lots of time with him. Promised to bring him to disneyland once I am done with my works” she said enthusiastly. I nodded my head, “well you can always pass him to me, I think I can baby sit him too. I would love to look after my nephew too.” I said. “I do not want to disturb your dating schedule.” She said nonchantly

By curtain call, I was leaning back, beer in hand, watching Lilian mingle under the rain. In her white suit, she wore her social mask flawlessly, laughing and shaking hands. However, when the last of the crowd disappeared, she suddenly bolted through the downpour, spun on her heel, and reached out to me. "Come on. I want to show you something." A black Maybach brought us down the coastline and stopped at the cliff's edge. Like a magician, she popped open the trunk and hauled out a heavy iron cage. Inside, a dozen white doves flapped against the bars.

The carnival came to us as though the world itself had decided to be kind. I remember thinking, as we crossed the final hill and the lights first appeared below, that I had never seen so many colors gathered in one place. Lanterns hung from poles and wagon wheels, glowing amber and rose and soft gold, swaying gently in the evening breeze. Music drifted upward—fiddles and flutes and drums beating a rhythm that felt older than the road beneath our feet. Laughter followed it, bright and unrestrained, the kind of sound that belonged to people who believed themselves unseen.