Title: Untitled WIP
Genre: YA fantasy?
Brief summary--Carter is from a race that humans call faeries, but that's only because humans have no understanding of what they really are. And that's the way they prefer things. The female MC (might be Ryan, still undecided) doesn't believe in faerie tales, but she could be the one to free humans and fey from the curse binding them to the earth. This scene happens after Carter looks at all of Ryan's books and remarks on the absence of any fiction.
"You don't believe in love at first sight?" Carter drew circles on my palm.
A shiver ran through me. "No. You can be physically attracted to someone right away, but it isn't love."
He pulled me close. "Ma cherie, what if I told you I believe in soul mates?"
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He almost made me hope, but I knew better. My parents were reality. "There's too much ugliness. I want to believe, but life hasn’t made it easy."
"I know," He kissed my forehead. "but for everything bad, dark, or destructive, there is goodness, light and creativity. You deny yourself so much by shutting out the possibilities."
"But I save myself a lot of trouble by keeping my expectations low." I murmured and ducked my head so that my hair fell to hide my face.
"And yet you suffer." Carter tucked my hair behind my ear. "Here's to raising your expectations."
When his lips pressed into mine I heard the rush of air over dragonfly wings, felt a butterfly breathe in time with its wings, and soared above the earth on eagle's wings. Hundreds of lifetimes passing in seconds, all of them beating their wings with great power and beauty.
I pulled away as the dizzying parade of life spun out of control.