Heat

A good girl, a bad boy, and the fire living inside him.Don't miss the elemental spin-off story spawned by characters from Born of Fire and Returning, by a USA Today Bestselling Author.

Chad Wendig knows he can do better than bouncing, after all, he's got a supernatural gift. If the fire inside hadn't scared off everyone he knew and loved, maybe he'd find it easier to get out of the rut he's found himself in. When he meets beautiful Angelica, an earnest and sweet Canadian antique-hunter, he jumps at the opportunity to learn a new trade and just maybe, change his life for the better.What Chad didn't count on was meeting another fire mage, a stronger, smarter, faster, more experienced supernatural with all the debonair clothes and manner of a true aristocrat. At a snobby antiques auction...in a huge old mansion...full of wood and other burnables.Meeting Basil Chaplin, founder of Arcturus, a secret school for fire magi, means Chad had better bring his A-game.Excerpt From HEAT:"You must know how ridiculous you look, following her around..." he made a running motion with his fingers. "Like a puppy."Basil's words hit so close to home that Chad didn't even think about how strange they were. His face grew hot and his eyes felt hard as obsidian. "You bastard." Actual smoke blew from Chad's nostrils and curled in the air, but he was too angry to care that he'd just exposed himself...again."Yes, I knew you'd see the truth." Basil adjusted his glasses and dropped his arms to his side. "You're like a little experiment for her. An orphan who doesn't know what to do with himself and needs saving. Some women love that, you know. For a while."Chad didn't even register that Basil hadn't reacted to his glowing eyes or the smoke. The fire detonated in his shoulder and he swung a fist at the smug man's jaw. A pink-tinged flash of light from Chad's shoulder joint illuminated the dark room like a rosy supernova. Basil caught Chad's loaded punch with his fist, his face completely impassive in the bright light. Chad stared at the fingers wrapped around his knuckles, and then into the eyes of the man who owned them. His jaw went slack."Tsk, tsk." Basil clucked his tongue and shook his head. His fist grew hot and his fingers glowed red. It didn't hurt Chad, but it shocked him to the root of his soul. "Sloppy. No training whatsoever."Chad yanked his fist back and watched as Basil's hand cooled back to normal. The fire roaring in Chad's chest had rapidly cooled to almost nothing. Shock did that to a fire mage.Basil lifted his hand and ignited a small white ball of fire in his palm. It lit the two men's faces - Basil's calm and impassive, Chad's white with shock. Smiling benignly, Basil said, "Let's find somewhere else to talk, shall we? Before we cause a real ruckus?"


Genre: Young Adult Fantasy