The blogfests are flying hot and heavy around the blogosphere...which is fine with me cuz they're loads of fun. Today is the Let's Talk blogfest hosted by Roni over at Fiction Groupie. After you read my sizzling dialogue (ahem) go over to her site and check out all the other links. You'll be so sorry if you don't!
So, this scene is from chapter two of book one of my still unnamed paranormal romance novel and trilogy. Dusty is a faerie, Bamboo is a cat, Holly is a human who has yet to discover she's actually half faerie. This is part of the conversation when Holly meets Dusty for the first time.
“What are you?” She repeated.
“You can see me? And hear me?” He asked.
“Of course I can. Why wouldn’t I be able to? You’re plain as day.”
“Not quite. More like evening.”
“Still, it’s hard to see in the evening sometimes. I could be a trick of the light.”
She giggled at him, her fear quickly dissipating. “That doesn’t explain hearing you.”
He appeared to consider that. “You’re right. Maybe you’re dreaming and it just seems really real.”
“Uh, no. I’m pretty sure I’m awake.”
“But you shouldn’t be able to see me or hear me. I don’t understand.” He landed on the handrail of the banister again and began pacing, arms behind his back, leaning forward and appeared to be deep in thought. He muttered to himself as if she weren’t there. “There must be something about her. Some reason why she can see me. It’s just not right. I should be invisible.”
“You hush up kitty, you already made a mess of things. If it weren’t for you she never would have seen me. I don’t want your opinion anymore.”
“Wait, you can talk to my cat?” she asked, eyes wide with amazement.
“Sure. I can talk to all kinds of animals.”
“Okay, back up a minute. What exactly are you? Do you have a name? Where do you come from?
“My name is Dusty. I’m fae. I live in the forest.”
“You’re a faerie? But that’s impossible. There’s no such thing as faeries.”
And as he said it, she felt the truth of it. It was like something in her heart woke up and felt right.
“Are there more of you out there?”
He had stopped pacing and stared hard at her, his eyes dark now. “I really shouldn’t be talking to you at all, and I definitely can’t tell you anything more about fae. It’s too dangerous.”
“Why? I’m not going to hurt you.”
He looked surprised at her comment, and then his face fell into sadness. “I’m sorry, but I can’t believe you. You may not mean to hurt us, but somehow you will.”
“I would not!”
“You can’t be trusted. I’ve already said too much. You seem nice enough, but I’m going to have to make you forget you met me. It’s the only way to keep us safe.”
“Now wait just a minute…”
Now I'm going to go start reading all the others! Have fun and enjoy the blogfest!