Some might say we had an idyllic childhood. Wander the woods behind Cook’s foster home and pause under the dappled sunlight. Close your eyes and listen. You might hear the scratch of pen against paper, the strike of dancing feet upon a bed of pine straw, or the melodious tones of a violin layered with laughter and pounding hearts. A paradise of memories, a Neverland mapped in the stars. But if you listen long enough, those sounds will fade, drowned out by screams of terror and pain. The woods are where Tink and I found my lost boys, hiding from the vile son of the captain and her first mate. Where I found the most untimely of allies. The trees behind my childhood home were not the stuff of fairytales, but rather gnarled nightmares, binding us together.We’re all grown up now. I thought the monster hidden in the woods was part of my past. Until my life starts coming apart at the seams. Time is running out. Be wary of handsome boys with a bag full of fairy dust and false promises. This is Sinhaven. Nothing is what it appears to be.***This book contains many themes that may be triggering. Tora and her men have been through the wringer and come out stronger for it. Please note the term dark in the title. If you have any questions, hit me up for a specific list of triggers. i am always available for a discussion with you about my content. Your mental health is important to me.**
