FAE Synopsis:
Caroline Ellis' sixteenth birthday sets into motion a series of events that have been fated for centuries. A descendant of Virginia Dare, the first child born in the lost colony of Roanoke, and unaware of her birthright as the heir to the throne of the Light Fae, it isn’t until Caroline begins a tumultuous relationship with Devilyn Reilly that the truth of her heritage is revealed.
Devilyn is the only Fae who is both of the Light and of the Dark, and struggles to maintain that precarious balance to avoid succumbing to the power of the Dark within him. He is the only one who can save Caroline from those who would destroy her and destroy all hope for unity among the Fae. He promises Caroline that he will protect her at all costs, even when it means protecting her from himself.
Told from the alternating perspectives of Caroline and Devilyn, FAE draws on mysteries, myths and legends to create a world, and a romance, dangerously poised between Light and Dark.
CAROLINE
I know that people always say that when it happens, it’s
like a bolt of lightning that rushes through your body. It’s a feeling you
never forget. I always thought that when people described the feeling, they
exaggerated it for dramatic effect. Their descriptions were always so cheesy.
But there I sat on the cold, crusty bleachers of the Manteo High School
football field on October 11 at 6:41 at night, and my heart felt like it
stopped beating.
The moment may have been just that, a moment.
Instantaneous.
All powerful.
But to me it felt like hours had passed. Coach Brown was
rambling on and on about the new year and the new football season,
intentionally enunciating every other word for dramatic effect. At first I
couldn’t have been less interested in listening to yet another one of his
horribly boring and overdrawn speeches.
I started focusing on the flames billowing through the large
bonfire, which all the eager students sat around. The bonfire was a tradition
at Manteo High School. We started out each year and the football season with
one as a way of introducing the players. Not that they needed much
introduction. The town we lived in was rather small. Everyone knew everyone
else.
But this year was different. Our team had a new player.
There was one flame in particular, undulating around and
around, that caught my attention. I was entranced. It looked like a dancer
kicking her legs as she twirled. in magical circles.
I was hypnotized.
The loud applause pulled me away from the flame. Apparently,
Coach Brown had just said something extremely exciting. I shifted uncomfortably
on the icy steel bleachers. It was then that I actually started listening to
what the man was going on about.
The Coach was talking about him. I searched the familiar
faces of the football team and suddenly as if a magnetic force was calling out
to me…
Our eyes locked.
His deep and penetrating gaze stopped my heart.
Had I known, I would have definitely washed my hair. I would
have been much better prepared. Had I known that our eyes would connect for
what seemed like an eternity, I would have taken time putting together a cute
outfit for the day and maybe even bothered to wear some makeup. But true to
form, I didn’t. As a matter of fact, I distinctly remember standing in front of
the full-length mirror in my room that morning and telling myself, why bother,
Caroline? It’s not like anyone is going to look at you.
And yet miracle of all miracles, there he was staring
straight at me.
Time stood still. I felt like I had been hit in the chest by
some unseen force. My breath, God, did I even breathe? I don’t think I did. How
could I? He was beautiful.
No: Handsome.
No: Gorgeous.
Perfect.
If I were ever to have closed my eyes and dreamt up the
perfect man and set him on this lonely island of Roanoke, he would look exactly
like him.
“Now let’s give a big Roanoke welcome to Devilyn Reilly!
Manteo High’s newest quarterback!” Coach Brown said with a little too much
enthusiasm. He was like a kid, proudly displaying his new toy for the
overzealous crowd.
“Devilyn Reilly!”
With that introduction, our moment passed. He looked away
just as he stood up to shake the coach’s hand. But I didn’t. I continued to
stare. A quick look around would have assured me that I wasn’t alone in my
obsession. The entire female population of the school was staring at him the
same way I was.
In complete and utter lust.
And I couldn’t stop.
Teddy snapped his finger in front of my zombie-like gaze.
“Umm, Caroline?”
I looked over, embarrassed. I’m sure that my face had turned
nineteen different shades of red because I knew that Teddy would notice. He
noticed everything.
“Yeah?”
“I was talking to you.” He brushed back his thick blond hair
away from his face in agitation. “I had a whole conversation with you.”
“You did?” I was instantly remorseful. How had I not heard
anything he said? I pulled my arms around my chest trying to ward off the
horrible cold. “I’m totally sorry.”
“Forget it.”
“No, tell me.” I gave Teddy my most charming grin and leaned
in closely so he could see it. It didn’t take long before he smiled back at me.
We had been friends since we were both in elementary school. He knew me better
than anyone else. And he would always forgive me, just like I would do the same
for him.
“I was just asking if you had a chance to think about what
you’re going to write for Mr. Simmons’ assignment. Has anything annoyed you
today? He said it has to be descriptive but almost like a position paper,”
Teddy said in frustration. “I’m having a hard time trying to figure out what he
means by that.”
I mulled it over and answered honestly, “I know what you
mean. I actually haven’t had time yet to figure it all out. I don’t know what
has specifically annoyed me the most. I mean, there’s the usual stuff, but I
don’t think that warrants one full page.”
“Well I know what annoyed me most. It just happened,” Teddy
said grumbling as he looked at me. “I guess I’ll just have to figure out a way
to articulate it and take a stance against my annoyance.”
“Oh no, please don’t,” I joked. I knew deep down he
wouldn’t. Teddy would never humiliate me like that. We were both too loyal to
one another.
“We’ll see,” he mused cryptically. “Were you actually
listening to what Coach Brown was talking about?”
“No, I just was—I was
just thinking about things.” I covered lamely. Yeah, I was thinking about
things. Things that had to do with Devilyn Reilly. I could never confess that
to Teddy; he’d be too disappointed in me for fantasizing about a jock.
“Like what?”
“I dunno. Stuff. You know, girl stuff.” I knew that would
stop him cold. And it worked better than I imagined, but he still looked
intrigued.
I looked away from his questioning gaze and found that my
eyes were drawn straight over to him.
Staring again.
CJ Abedi Bio:
Colet Abedi ran development for ITV Studios and is currently Executive Producer on three shows that run in syndication called Unsealed: Conspiracy Files, Unsealed: Alien Files and Now Eat This with Rocco DiSpirito. She was also an Executive Producer on Posh Tots on HGTV. Prior to that, she was a Head Writer for 20th Television, a division of Fox, for two telenovelas, American Heiress starring Annalyn McCord and Robert Buckley and Fashion House, starring Bo Derek and Taylor Kinney.
Jasmine Abedi is an entertainment attorney, and has worked with entertainment powerhouses such as Fox, NBCUniversal, ABC, MTV and E! for the past 14 years. She has also worn many different hats in the entertainment industry, with Executive Producer credits for the television programs Posh Tots and the pilots Club Bounce (TruTV), Divas (VH-1), and Life With The Clarks (CMT). In addition to writing, she has also partnered with a law school friend to create the natural cosmetic company Generation Klean, Inc. Their products can be found online at www.generationklean.com and at major retailers (Whole Foods, Fred Segal etc.) nationwide.
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