Faeheart (Widdershins Supernatural Academy #2)

A sheltered witch. A reckless Fae. A bond they never wanted… and a passion they can’t escape

Wild:

Rules? I don’t follow them. Hearts? I don’t keep them. I live for the chase, for the thrill of taking what I want and leaving before anyone gets too close. As a Fae, passion is my power, and at Widdershins Academy, where magic pulses in every shadowed corridor, I have my pick of lovers.

Then there’s Elias Thorne.

Sweet, quiet, untouchable Elias, the witch with too much potential and too little confidence. He’s the only one who has ever dared to look at me like I’m...

A sheltered witch. A reckless Fae. A bond they never wanted… and a passion they can’t escape

Wild:

Rules? I don’t follow them. Hearts? I don’t keep them. I live for the chase, for the thrill of taking what I want and leaving before anyone gets too close. As a Fae, passion is my power, and at Widdershins Academy, where magic pulses in every shadowed corridor, I have my pick of lovers.

Then there’s Elias Thorne.

Sweet, quiet, untouchable Elias, the witch with too much potential and too little confidence. He’s the only one who has ever dared to look at me like I’m dangerous instead of desirable. The only one who doesn’t melt under my charm. And for some reason, that makes me want him even more.

But Elias isn’t interested in my games. He sees through the mask, past the wicked smirk, to the part of me I don’t want to acknowledge. And that terrifies me.

I don’t do commitment. I don’t do love. But Elias is different, and I can’t tell if he’s my greatest weakness or my only salvation. When a magical accident binds us together, things get dangerous. Because at Widdershins Academy, witches and Fae aren’t compatible, but now that we’re bound together, neither of us has a choice.

Elias:

I’ve spent my life hidden behind spellbooks and expectations. The son of a prestigious coven, I was raised to be polite, reserved, and obedient—everything Wild is not. He’s reckless, untamed, a storm wrapped in silk and sin. And he infuriates me.

He pushes, I retreat. He flirts, I ignore. But somehow, Wild always finds a way under my skin, testing my patience and my control. The worst part? I think he enjoys watching me unravel.

Then on our first day back, a wild magic accident binds us together in ways neither of us understands. Now, his magic calls to mine, a pull that’s impossible to resist. Every touch is a spark, every glance a challenge, and the more I fight him, the more I realize… I don’t want to.

Loving him means risking everything—my magic, my future, my heart. But as whispers of war spread through the academy, I begin to wonder: what if Wild is the only one who can teach me how to fight back?