Page 1 of Evermore (The Never Sky #3)
Let’s take a breath and reminisce about book one, shall we?
Our girl Paesha was madly in love. She had chased her lover into Death’s Court to be with him, and immediately knew she needed to get the hell out of there.
She loved Ezra, but her rose-colored glasses came off when he decided to be a douche and get a little too bossy with the Huntress, and she was like, mmm maybe you’re not it.
Mistakes were made. Bargains were bargained.
And our girl spat on it and shook, promising that shiny fucker, Reverius, god of all the god shit, that she would find her own way home in seventy-five days and if she didn’t, he could go ahead and take all of her memories of her whole family.
(Including Quill, her ward, and her entire reason for wanting to go home.)
She was in Stirling for about seven seconds before this creepy kid stole her memories of being in love and pretty much anything to do with Ezra.
Sounds suspicious… but whatever. So then she was just out there vibing, trying not to die.
Naturally, she got locked up, tortured, watched an old man die, then was freed by Archer, Harlow and this beast of a man that left those Cimmerian fuckers in a pile of their own blood.
She healed with the help of Archer’s power and they left her to her own devices.
It didn’t take long to land herself in more trouble, which led to a face-off with the creepy prince, and then ultimately Thorne Noctus aka “giant beast of a man” had to claim they were married to save her.
Oops. Kind of. But she knew she needed to find the Lord of the Salt and the Hollow in order to find her path home, so she went along with it, doing a little spicy dancing and helping in the kitchen until everything went to shit.
Jasper, the old cook, got his arm chopped off, the king went missing, Wee Willy was a dick to Harlow, and we’re just along for the ride.
Paesha’s pretty sure she has to help the Fray, a group stealing from the rich (the Silk) to give to the poor (the Salt). You with me so far?
Then, to speed this up because your girl needs to keep her word count down, Paesha met with some gods, became besties with Archer and Harlow, about died, (it was Jasper…
GASP… not really because he was bound to Ezra, of all people), had to make a deal with Alastor to survive (who happens to be one of the gods her power descends from) that meant she was forced to find four people with broken souls and deliver their names to him.
Meanwhile, Prince Farris was out there stealing people’s power even though he had no idea how to use it.
(Thank the gods, really… well, most of them.
Probably not that Reverius fucker. Maybe.) Anyway, shit happened, Paesha realized Harlow is a broken soul, gave the name to Alastor, who then showed her a vision of Thorne Noctus, AKA Lord of the Salt, sobbing over a lost lover.
She got a cool snowflake tattoo, someone danced naked on a bar and was bent over a card table, and then, well…
That same someone ended up kidnapped by Ezra’s goons, where she–I mean someone–found our little old king.
A rescue was mounted but Harlow died and Archer…
Our poor Archie will never survive the death of his beloved twin sister.
(Moment of silence.) Oh yeah, he’s the king’s secret son… by the way.
We found out Reverius (remember that god of god shit and shiny stuff?
Yeah, him) is actually Thorne Noctus AND…
AND Ezra’s twin brother. (As proven in the vision from Big Al’s Remnants when she stood in the desert with one twin and BAM!
the other showed up and shot her with an arrow.) One or both of those fuckers are trying to kill the Huntress and it’s all very sad because our girl was falling in love with our nerdy little Lord of the Salt and his chipped teacup collecting, note passing, swoony self.
But that’s probably off the table, what with all the murder and stuff.
Anyway, fuck that guy because Paesha and Archer decided to be their own damn family and went after Farris. Archer and P killed the prince and she stole his power. They were going to give it to the Goddess of Time, but you know what? Why bother?
Then we found out the other world Paesha was trying to get to? It wasn’t even another world. It was an extension of this world hidden behind a veil. And Thorne Noctus, god of god shit, he knew the whole time… THE WHOLE TIME. Fucker.
Paesha and Archer went rogue, her power overtook her, she broke the veil with her cool new shadow mommy powers, and all the while…
who knows when the last time she saw Thorne Noctus was—because she sure didn’t.
But let’s rewind and read the final scene with Thorne and Paesha through Thorne’s eyes, as Paesha realizes who exactly she was dealing with.
For fun, obviously, before the story really gets going and we pop back into the chaos.