Adrian had only ever wanted a quiet life. A stack of books, a cup of tea that never went cold, and absolutely zero strange surprises. The small coastal town of Silverbay delivered exactly that… until the new boy walked into class on a windy Tuesday morning.
Elias looked like he had stepped out of a storm. Hair ruffled, eyes shimmering like lightning trapped behind clouds, and an aura that made the air feel alive. Everyone stared, whispering curiosity. Adrian tried not to. He failed spectacularly.
Things turned stranger when Elias sat beside him and the pen in Adrian’s hand floated an inch above his notebook like it suddenly forgot how gravity worked.
Magic was impossible. Silverbay was boring. Adrian liked it boring.
Elias leaned close, voice soft like a secret.
“You saw that, didn’t you?”
That was the moment Adrian realized his life was no longer normal. The boy with the storm-eyes was hiding something enchanted and dangerously charming. Worse, Adrian’s heart was already tangled in it.
No spell needed. He was already spellbound.
