"Exciting! A thrilling supernatural story full of magic and mayhem. I loved the characters! They were enjoyable to read. I felt like I was right there with them in the story experiencing it as they were." - Ashley, Goodreads
Published: October 22nd, 2018
Sophie loves being an elemental. Being able to bend the natural world to her will is thrilling, even if the need for secrecy is putting a cramp in her dating life. Lately, though, her powers have been growing, making it difficult to resist the heady temptation to use her gifts.
Trying to balance the elemental world with having a normal life is tough enough without her overbearing, way-too-perfect, and way-too-good-looking guardian Aidan watching—and judging—her every move. The trouble is she’s not sure where she fits in and she’s sure as heck not ready to conform to stringent elemental rules.
But when secrets about her life are revealed and outside forces threaten everything Sophie holds dear, she must embrace who she is or risk losing it all.
Aidan strode to my bed and yanked the blankets off me in one swift move. “Get up.”
I gaped at him. “How do you know I wasn’t naked under here?”
I was wearing ratty pajama pants and a tank top, but he hadn’t known that.
His gaze shifted over me. His eyes darkened, and a strange expression briefly crossed his face. It was so quick I thought I’d imagined it. Then he swallowed and returned his gaze to my face, staring at me quietly for a moment before looking away.
I hadn’t meant for my comment to inspire that. Feeling vulnerable and beautiful at the same time, I blushed, pulling the blankets up to my ears. Confusion filled me. So many of my recent interactions with Aidan had left me perplexed and conflicted. Part of me wanted things to go back to normal, but a more insistent part wanted to explore this new development.
“I’m not that lucky.” He smirked but kept his gaze averted. “Get dressed. Meet me downstairs.” He shut the door behind him, leaving me to get ready.
What the heck had just happened?
I’m not that lucky.
Was he… could he have been flirting with me?
I laughed. Of course he wasn’t. The idea was laughable. Even more laughable was my disappointment. Thank goodness no one could read my mind. I would have been humiliated if anyone knew I was upset—however fleetingly—by the lack of flirting.
This was Aidan we were talking about.
Maybe he was right. Maybe I did need to get out of my room. The funk that had taken hold of me was obviously causing crazy, irrational thoughts.
About the author:
Jessica Ruddick is a 2014 Golden Heart finalist for her new adult novel, Letting Go, which was inspired by her own college experiences. She lives in Virginia and is married to her college sweetheart—their first date was a fraternity toga party (and nothing inspires love like a toga, right?). When she doesn’t have her nose in a book or her hands on a keyboard, she can be found wrangling her two rambunctious sons, taming two rowdy but lovable rescue dogs, and battling the herd of dust bunnies that has taken up residence in her home. To learn more about Jessica, please visit her: