Title: Forever Young
Genre: YA sci-fi retelling of Peter Pan
Word Count: 70 000
Sixteen-year-old Callie Winters ran away from home in London and ended up on another planet. She was just trying to find the mother who abandoned her and her father without a goodbye. But when her first steps out the door lead to trouble, they also lead to Zane Cross, the pilot of a stolen spaceship. He is everything Callie knows she should avoid: secretive, arrogant, and a thief. But none of that matters when he helps her evade the police and their only option is to escape to the undiscovered planet Zane has been using as his hideout.
Forced to abandon her search, all Callie wants is to get back to Earth. But Zane is not what she expected. The strangely charming criminal intrigues her, the quirky band of misfits he is hiding with welcomes her, and the mysterious planet enthralls her--until Zane's shady past catches up with them.
A prison spaceship containing dozens of convicts from Earth crash-lands in the planet's ocean. And their ill-timed arrival isn't an accident. Their unstable leader is trying to unlock the secret to immortality, and he suspects Zane has the key.
When Callie gets trapped in the dangerous cross-fire she is forced to make a choice: betray Zane so she can return to the safety of Earth and continue the search for her missing mother, or fight for the planet--and the thief--that have stolen her heart.
Three minutes. That's how much time had passed since I'd been crammed into the pitch-black stairwell. Since the door swung shut, and trapped us inside like prisoners. Since I'd started to panic. I'd tried to do everything I could think of to calm myself. Focus on something else. Count to ten. Take deep breaths. But the others were pressed so tight against me that even taking shallow breaths became difficult.
This was without a doubt the worst idea I'd ever had.
"I don't think anyone saw us," a girl in front of me whispered. Her delicate voice echoed off every concrete wall in the enclosed space, and even though I knew they couldn't hear her on the other side of the door, she was still taking the risk.
I was not that brave.
Someone jabbed their boney elbow into my ribs, thinking it was me that had spoken up, and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
"Shut up," Nora hissed to the real culprit. Even though this was my idea, my new friend Nora had been the one to pull it off. She'd come to me with a problem, and me with my never quiet, over-thinking brain had offered up this solution to her on a silver platter. Then she had put my plan into motion. She was a doer. I was not. So I couldn't completely blame her for the predicament we'd managed to get ourselves in. "Callie?"
"Over here." I wheezed.