Yzabelle:

Intense gaze was filling me in. I had seen that kind of gaze. The kind that Killian used to give me whenever we locked gazes.

And it had the same effect on me— the same wild beats of the heart, the same heat curling in.

It was as if there was this unexplained powerful pull that made me want to throw myself at him—to this stranger.

And even though it's a simple touch on my skin, I could not ignore the heat that was snaking at me.

“My grandma was right. If I can’t see you in my world, I will see you in the other world,” the guy...