One Dark Spark (Accidental Alchemy #1)

Paige

B y the time I re-emerge from my bedroom, wearing my favorite leggings and an oversized sweatshirt, no less—I'm pretty convinced Aries is a hypnotist. What other explanation is there for how he’s gotten so far inside my head?

I’ve known him less than twenty-four hours, and already, all I think about is him. His broad shoulders and muscled biceps. The way his hair curls over his forehead. The bright, hungry eyes that seem to see through to parts of me I don’t even recognize myself.

It’s a little terrifying how much he’s consumed me—and that’s saying a lot, coming from a girl who’s battled a literal poltergeist.