alyson noël Fated the soul seekers # New York Times Bestselling

New hardback book 1 shove through the crowd. Knocking into girls and bouncing off boys, until one in particular catches me, steadies me. 1 feel so secure, so at home in his arms. I melt against his chest--lift my gaze to meet his, Gasping when I stare into a pair of icy blue eyes banded by brilliant flecks of gold that shine like kaleidoscopes, reflecting my image thousands of times. The boy from my dream, The one who died in my arms,