Rebecca Nolan's Blog - Posts Tagged "fae"
editing, editing....editing.
For the last four weeks i have been working hard to produce a novella based around a half witch, half gentry girl who dreams of her soul mate but due to events finds herself in love with a Fae.
As it is this will have to be a series but now i am in the middle of editing. So far only chapter one is done and i Have increased the word count not cut it lol. I find myself wanted to expand the character depth because....well i am in love with this story!
So I will have to keep on editing and if words keep adding it might just become a novel. Argh i think i will be glad to see Christmas come just so i can relax. hopefully editing will only take me another 3 weeks and then i can share a little sneak peak :D.
As it is this will have to be a series but now i am in the middle of editing. So far only chapter one is done and i Have increased the word count not cut it lol. I find myself wanted to expand the character depth because....well i am in love with this story!
So I will have to keep on editing and if words keep adding it might just become a novel. Argh i think i will be glad to see Christmas come just so i can relax. hopefully editing will only take me another 3 weeks and then i can share a little sneak peak :D.
Oh boy, Magnus you're so naughty!
When I first started writing Love and magic, it was meant to be an epic tale of love between a witch and a werewolf, but somehow Magnus a cheeky yet loveable and very sexy fae got involved. He was meant to be the bad guy, the rogue and yet as I kept on writing he became so much more. often on my fb page I refer to Magnus as my character crush because he is. Writing him is so much fun that now he has become the epicenter of my story. As the story is on hold while I wait to hear back from a publisher I thought I would share one of Magnus's most lovable moments. Enjoy :)
Gwendolyn stared at the box in front of her knowing it was a trap laid out by Magnus. Her mouth was already watering with just the smell of what the box contained. The aroma of rich, opulent dark chocolate and lavender filled her head asking her to take just one bite. The eyes of her tempter were gazing down on her, a slight lop sided grin on that perfect face. He lifted the lid of the box allowing Gwendolyn a closer look at the luxurious, hand crafted chocolates. Each little square was a temptation in itself, with its sweetly colored chocolate garnish. Gwendolyn felt her hand reaching out to pluck one of the chocolates. Quickly she pulled back and looked up at Magnus scowling at him.
“What are you playing at?” she demanded still frowning. Magnus smiled like a cat that had just caught a mouse. It wasn’t a scary smile but it was certainly off putting.
“I am not playing. I am simply offering you a treat. Something sweet for you to place between those plump lips….but if you don’t want them, then…. ” Magnus began to remove the box of chocolates as if hurt by her question, only his smile didn’t fit the gesture. Her hand darted out to stop him before Gwendolyn even knew what was happening.
“A treat?” She questioned, looking at him through those wide lavender eyes with suspicion.
“Yes, it is just a sweet treat for you to enjoy, all you need to decide is if you are willing to trust me and take one or if you would rather I go away.”
“And if I take one will anything bad happen to me?” her hand was already hovering over the edge of the box, ready to choose. She looked into his eyes they seemed more golden then jade, she should have been shocked but she wasn’t.
“I swear nothing will hurt you.” He spoke low and husky like, so that his voice washed over her and made her head all foggy with delight. “You have my oath.”
With that she plucked a delicate rich dark chocolate and placed it ever so carefully onto the tip of her tongue. Each flavor filled her mind and engulfed her senses. It was like tasting a little piece of heaven, each individual flavor bringing something wonderful to the table. A soft moan of delight escaped from her lips as she savored the taste, allowing the chocolate to swell around her mouth coating it.
“I told you it would not harm you.” He said leaning down to that his face was barely an inch away from hers. Gwendolyn opens her eyes, seeing for the first time the true beauty of Magnus’s eyes. They weren’t just jade with gold there was hints of sunburnt orange and ocean blue if you looked close enough. She knew just then that Magnus had dropped all of his glamour. A tiny quiver of delight raced through her.
“I knew you were not just an ordinary witch. Oh no, you are something much, much more aren’t you?” He whispered into her mouth before kissing her deeply. Somewhere deep in the back of her mind little alarms were ringing but they were being drowned out by his tongue that was tickling the top of her mouth before moving on the dance with hers. Gwendolyn’s hands were on the front of Magnus’s chest gripping his shirt tightly. She had never been kissed like this before, this was more than a stand boy kissing girl kiss, this was like he was starving and she was the only food around. His tongue wanted to possess hers and his hands wanted to explore every inch of her body.
Her heart was hammering away in her chest as passion flared up within her. Only as his hands tugged at the towel did she realize that she wasn’t wearing any clothing. She pulled away from him breathless and tightened the towel. Magnus looked at her hurt and confused. His jaw was clenched not with anger but with frustration at having to stop. She felt guilty and confused.
“Is this a dream?” she asked out loud, though the question was aimed at herself. Everything was so foggy and dream like that she didn’t know anymore. The only thing that made her question was the fact that she was still in the towel that she had on before she closed her eyes. Magnus took a step forward, pinning her between the wall and her bed. Gwendolyn’s body reacted to him instantly; her nipples hardening underneath the towel.
“This can be anything you want it to be. A dream. A fantasy. Reality. It is your choice.” He said in a low sexy growl as he pressed his lips to her neck and caressed the delicate skin with his tongue. It sent a delicious shudder down her spine and made Gwendolyn ache her back against the wall. She wanted him to touch her, to kiss her again and have his hands run up and down her naked body. Deep down she wanted him to dominate her, to see his body above hers as he drove himself deep inside her again and again. His hand tugged at the towel again, this time she let it fall to the floor. A soft whimper escaped her lips as he placed his hot moist mouth around her erect nipple and sucked.
She felt herself slipping away from reality; the only thing that mattered was Magnus. She pulled out his white shirt from his black trousers wanting to see more of him. That feeling of cold hands on warm skin was intoxicating as she pressed herself against him. He was everything she didn’t want but everything her body needed. Gwendolyn’s fingers traced each individual stomach muscle before reaching for the button on his pants. Magnus’s own hands were busy feeling the curves of her body as he sucked on her earlobe and nibbled a path down her neck.
“Why do I want you badly?” she managed to whimper between kisses.
“Because I am everything you’re not meant to have.” He said before leaning her back onto the bed. She gazed up at him with her lavender eyes as he stood above her undressing. A small lump of eagerness sat at the back of her throat and yet there was a niggling feeling that something wasn’t quite right with this scene. She closed her eyes as he leaned down over her. She was ready to give herself to him, even though she knew it was somehow forbidden. She felt the heat of his body and magic as it mingled with hers. Magnus was hovering just above her allowing their magic to marry before he completed the union. She clenched her eyes a little tighter waiting for that moment were he would slide himself up into her.
Gwendolyn stared at the box in front of her knowing it was a trap laid out by Magnus. Her mouth was already watering with just the smell of what the box contained. The aroma of rich, opulent dark chocolate and lavender filled her head asking her to take just one bite. The eyes of her tempter were gazing down on her, a slight lop sided grin on that perfect face. He lifted the lid of the box allowing Gwendolyn a closer look at the luxurious, hand crafted chocolates. Each little square was a temptation in itself, with its sweetly colored chocolate garnish. Gwendolyn felt her hand reaching out to pluck one of the chocolates. Quickly she pulled back and looked up at Magnus scowling at him.
“What are you playing at?” she demanded still frowning. Magnus smiled like a cat that had just caught a mouse. It wasn’t a scary smile but it was certainly off putting.
“I am not playing. I am simply offering you a treat. Something sweet for you to place between those plump lips….but if you don’t want them, then…. ” Magnus began to remove the box of chocolates as if hurt by her question, only his smile didn’t fit the gesture. Her hand darted out to stop him before Gwendolyn even knew what was happening.
“A treat?” She questioned, looking at him through those wide lavender eyes with suspicion.
“Yes, it is just a sweet treat for you to enjoy, all you need to decide is if you are willing to trust me and take one or if you would rather I go away.”
“And if I take one will anything bad happen to me?” her hand was already hovering over the edge of the box, ready to choose. She looked into his eyes they seemed more golden then jade, she should have been shocked but she wasn’t.
“I swear nothing will hurt you.” He spoke low and husky like, so that his voice washed over her and made her head all foggy with delight. “You have my oath.”
With that she plucked a delicate rich dark chocolate and placed it ever so carefully onto the tip of her tongue. Each flavor filled her mind and engulfed her senses. It was like tasting a little piece of heaven, each individual flavor bringing something wonderful to the table. A soft moan of delight escaped from her lips as she savored the taste, allowing the chocolate to swell around her mouth coating it.
“I told you it would not harm you.” He said leaning down to that his face was barely an inch away from hers. Gwendolyn opens her eyes, seeing for the first time the true beauty of Magnus’s eyes. They weren’t just jade with gold there was hints of sunburnt orange and ocean blue if you looked close enough. She knew just then that Magnus had dropped all of his glamour. A tiny quiver of delight raced through her.
“I knew you were not just an ordinary witch. Oh no, you are something much, much more aren’t you?” He whispered into her mouth before kissing her deeply. Somewhere deep in the back of her mind little alarms were ringing but they were being drowned out by his tongue that was tickling the top of her mouth before moving on the dance with hers. Gwendolyn’s hands were on the front of Magnus’s chest gripping his shirt tightly. She had never been kissed like this before, this was more than a stand boy kissing girl kiss, this was like he was starving and she was the only food around. His tongue wanted to possess hers and his hands wanted to explore every inch of her body.
Her heart was hammering away in her chest as passion flared up within her. Only as his hands tugged at the towel did she realize that she wasn’t wearing any clothing. She pulled away from him breathless and tightened the towel. Magnus looked at her hurt and confused. His jaw was clenched not with anger but with frustration at having to stop. She felt guilty and confused.
“Is this a dream?” she asked out loud, though the question was aimed at herself. Everything was so foggy and dream like that she didn’t know anymore. The only thing that made her question was the fact that she was still in the towel that she had on before she closed her eyes. Magnus took a step forward, pinning her between the wall and her bed. Gwendolyn’s body reacted to him instantly; her nipples hardening underneath the towel.
“This can be anything you want it to be. A dream. A fantasy. Reality. It is your choice.” He said in a low sexy growl as he pressed his lips to her neck and caressed the delicate skin with his tongue. It sent a delicious shudder down her spine and made Gwendolyn ache her back against the wall. She wanted him to touch her, to kiss her again and have his hands run up and down her naked body. Deep down she wanted him to dominate her, to see his body above hers as he drove himself deep inside her again and again. His hand tugged at the towel again, this time she let it fall to the floor. A soft whimper escaped her lips as he placed his hot moist mouth around her erect nipple and sucked.
She felt herself slipping away from reality; the only thing that mattered was Magnus. She pulled out his white shirt from his black trousers wanting to see more of him. That feeling of cold hands on warm skin was intoxicating as she pressed herself against him. He was everything she didn’t want but everything her body needed. Gwendolyn’s fingers traced each individual stomach muscle before reaching for the button on his pants. Magnus’s own hands were busy feeling the curves of her body as he sucked on her earlobe and nibbled a path down her neck.
“Why do I want you badly?” she managed to whimper between kisses.
“Because I am everything you’re not meant to have.” He said before leaning her back onto the bed. She gazed up at him with her lavender eyes as he stood above her undressing. A small lump of eagerness sat at the back of her throat and yet there was a niggling feeling that something wasn’t quite right with this scene. She closed her eyes as he leaned down over her. She was ready to give herself to him, even though she knew it was somehow forbidden. She felt the heat of his body and magic as it mingled with hers. Magnus was hovering just above her allowing their magic to marry before he completed the union. She clenched her eyes a little tighter waiting for that moment were he would slide himself up into her.
