An excerpt of m...

An excerpt of my WIP. <-- Like it says there...Work In Progress, almost ready to revise...which is the best part of writing ;).

Scene - Tristan (MC) & Noelle (MC) after being thrust into each others lives.
     “What do you know of my soul?” he shouted as he walked up behind me and took my arm. “You know nothing of our people, of me, you're a mortal, polluting the world with your greed and lust. You have no idea what I carry inside me, and love? Ive loved so fierce that it tore me in two. Don’t speak of what I am little girl, you'll be wrong every time.”

     My heart hurt, like it had been torn out of me and replaced with a hollow center. I realized that I felt something for him, and I held back the tears that wanted to fall.

      “You're first mistake is letting your weaknesses control your emotions. What you feel for me is curiosity --nothing more." he said with a wave of his hand. "Not too long ago, a girl, like you, felt the same as you do. I made the mistake of showing myself to her and after that, I was as stricken by her as she was of me." he paused."But as you can see." he added with outstretched arms. "She isn’t with me now, she's rotting away somewhere in the ground.” He paused and I saw his eyes close, sorrow in his frown.

     “Save yourself the time of wasted thoughts on me, I can tell you with sincerity, I do not feel the same—and never will.” he added.

     Then I was angry.

     “For someone who is making it clear that you can't stand me, you sure do listen to my thoughts enough. Why don’t you stay out of my head and for that matter, away from me completely.” I said.

     “Surely—“ his grin took me off guard. “You don’t mean that? Your words are little lies spoken to protect your feelings. There's no need for that here, I know what your true thoughts are, and it is my kingdom, knowing the thoughts of my enemy is crucial to the safety of the people here.” He flicked his hand in the air toward the west of the forest. “We go there now, you'll be cared for, cleaned—“ he looked me over. “And dealt with when I see fit.”