Can Westwood Academy handle the blazing inferno that erupts when these two touch?
Tana McKenna learned not to trust anyone early in life. Closed off and guarded, she just wants to control her element and get on with her life—alone. But her wacky roommates don't seem to get the picture.
Since when did different elementals room together, anyway? Something very strange is going on at Westwood Academy, and Tana is determined to root it out.
The only problem is getting past the sentinels—one in particular. She does not know why Brandon Flint's steel-eyed gaze seems to follow her wherever she goes, or why the knowledge of his steady stare kindles something deep inside her.
His quiet observation is driving her mad. And if there's one witch you don't want to get emotional, it's her. Temperamental does not begin to describe Tana or her flaky control over her element.
Will she master her magic before it gets out of control?
Welcome to Westwood Academy. Forget what you know and let your magic run wild*.*
