Books, Writing

PSL is Done!

I put in the last period on PSL! It tapped out at 62K words. For starting as a short story originally, it sure grew wings. Now begins the hard work of getting it ready, but I wanted to share a short excerpt with you.

Scott, the fairy prince, whisks Jenny off her feet for a flight around the autumn fairy kingdom on what they believe will be their last night.

“Come with me.” Scott extended his hand and I took it without question. Okay, maybe there was one since we stood on a balcony overlooking the quiet gardens and the only other place to go was back inside. But instead of leading me to the door, he hopped up onto the balance beam sized railing.

“What are…?” I gulped, struggling to follow with my less-than-athletic body. “What are we doing?”

He shrugged off the robe, the fabric billowing out like a parachute as it fell to the ground below. Those golden wings I could almost pretend weren’t there fluttered through the air. “If I have one night in my home, I do not wish to spend it trapped inside of these…unforgiving walls.” Scott turned so his back faced the world, his body balanced by just the arch of his feet.
“Come with me?” he asked again, extending both hands out.

“O-okay,” I said, wincing at the orangutan noise slipping from my uncertainty. As his strong hands wrapped around mine, my body lifted into the air. My heart raced at the thought of his chest pressing to mine, until I realized we were both falling.

“You know I can’t fly, right?!” I screamed and the obstinate man laughed. His arms enveloped my chest, pinning me so tight his biceps squished against my ribs.

The rushing ground only lasted a moment but it felt forever until his wings pulled us up through the trees. “Yes,” Scott said, his mouth grazing my ear, “it’s hard to not notice your body.”

With my teeth clenched and spine trembling as I dug my fingers into his naked back, I missed what almost sounded like a compliment. I tried to catch his eye, but he stared heavenward, his wings flapping at hummingbird speed.

“Ah!” I yelped, a branch nearly snagging my hair. But Scott dodged it with ease, still yanking us higher and higher into the air. Did this realm have space? Could he fly so high that the oxygen would run out?

“I thought you said you couldn’t fly with me?” I asked instead of my air question. He clearly needed to breathe so rather doubtful he’d fly until we both died.

“Long distances, no. And…it’s been a long time since I’ve had wings.”

The pain thundered through his voice, reminding us both that he wouldn’t have them for much longer. “Is it like riding a bicycle?” I asked instead.

He snorted before saying, “I don’t know. I never have.”

“Well, I could teach you.” It slipped from me as we rocketed through the clouds, another mention of that human realm. I clenched my toes for fear that he’d be dragged deeper into his pain, but bright eyes caught mine.

“That sounds…fun,” Scott said. The thick clouds, grey and smothering pressed around us. I couldn’t see anything but the flicker of his golden wings as he lifted us higher and higher. My chest pressed to his, I felt his heartbeat revving faster from his exertion and mine answered the call.

Suddenly, we shot out of the clouds, wisps of dark cotton floating away below us. Scott spun us until an orange moon filled the sky. Awe overwhelmed me, my bare toes numbing in the autumn chill as I stared in wonder at the harvest moon above the clouds.

A snicker caused me to turn away. Scott smiled and moved closer. His lips caressed mine, our bodies pressing together as we kissed by the silhouette of the moon. Warmth blossomed through me, chasing away the cold of the night. My eyelids fluttered open and I stared up into his beautiful face.

His wings stopped fluttering. Time slowed, my stomach leaping into my throat as the claws of gravity dug in and yanked us down. I screamed and Scott’s fingers slipped from my body. The wind rushed around me, my hands scrabbling for anything to grab. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the fairy take wing. Gold dust rained from the sky I fell very quickly out of.
Did I already hit terminal velocity? What did it matter? I’d be ripped apart by those massive trees either way. Screwing my eyes up tight, I starfished my limbs out in the hope it might slow my descent. Please let it be fast.

A warm laugh rolled over my ear and hands snatched around my midsection. “You can open your eyes,” Scott said sounding unperturbed at the crash.

I risked one, fearing that I’d find the ground an inch away and a stick about to impale me through the chest. Deep indigo water greeted me a good fifty feet down. The cool lake stretched clear across the entirety of my sight as Scott lowered us closer.

“Did you do that on purpose?” I shouted, trying to calm my heart before it burst.
The hands keeping me safe held while the voice shrugged. “I needed you in a different position.”

“You could have asked!” I screamed, a stupid laugh rising at my escaping death. Still alive. Still in a fairy world. But alive. The throbbing of blood through my veins pooled in my skull, bringing back the damn headache I couldn’t shake.

“Then,” Scott dipped us lower, my skirts fluttering out and nearly glancing across the lake’s still surface. “Do you mind me taking you from behind?”

He had no idea what he was saying.

He was totally fucking with me.

Both thoughts rolled through my head at once. One pointed out that he’d clearly been a human long enough to get innuendo. The other stabbed a pointer at the fact he was a prince and princes didn’t get involved with random commoners or whatever I’d be. Did they think of humans like vermin? Or pets?

“Only if you’re gentle,” I said, trying to balance between both possibilities.

“So hair pulling is off the table?” his silky voice rolled deep inside of me and I quivered in his arms.