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ALT Fantasy Horror, Adult. Ichor Spilt, An Obsession Grown Queer, Doomed, WIP
ALT Several travelers have gone missing along Sion’s Path and Canary’s Ridge the last fortnight, between dusk and the dawn. We suspect a bear breaking hibernation or a Glouixair, both best be avoided. Always travel in pairs, carry a weapon, and do not be out after dark. We will not look for your body before dawn. Venture at your own risk. -People of Willow’s Fall
ALT Amelios flinched at the wet tongue running along his collarbone, horrified as the chain that held his cross was gently tugged into the vampire's mouth. The briefest flash of fangs skimmed across his skin, sending his stomach cramping, threatening to heave. Slowly, clearly taunting him with his lack of preparedness and foolhardiness, the vampire pooled more of the chain in his mouth while kissing and strip of skin, making a show of his helplessness. Pink lips, bright and full of blood from the recently killed, pressed into the hollow of his neck, sending him writhing while a knee rubbed across his front. Those lips curled into a vicious smirk before savagely tugging the chain until it snapped in half. How old and strong does he have to be for that to be so easy to break? For it to not affect him at all? Bile bit at Amelios’ tongue as the vampire stared, silver-ringed eyes glimmering with delight, then spit the cross across the room, unscathed from handling the holy object. I’m dead.
ALT This is a moodboard featuring nine images and one quote. The quote reads: draw a monster, why is it a monster?- Daughter by Janice Lee. The nine images in this board can be described as follows: A small glass of alcohol beside an open box of cigarettes, smashed white cake with red dyed innards, outstretched, bloodied fangs, a man opening up his chest to reveal a white void, spoiled assorted fruits, shriveled roses, a chopping board with pomegranate seeds spread, a face with a stream of blood running down their forehead, and white wings.
ALT This is a moodboard featuring nine images and one quote. The quote reads: Draw a monster. Why is it a monster?- Daughter by Janice Lee. The images consist of: a woman looking into a cracked glass mirror, looking at her reflection, a heart-shaped cake 'bleeding' from where it has been stabbed with a knife, a man looking at a fuzzy version of himself in the mirror, a figure opening their chest to reveal a void, white space, a shot of a lake surrounded by trees, exposed bloodied fangs, a hand passing a cigarette to another hand, red meat, and a man in a suit with the white button down of it saturated with blood.
ALT Collage featuring images of a dark-skinned girl getting her hair braided in an intimate setting, a mirror with lipstick scrawled on it that reads, "WHO ARE YOU WHEN NO ONE'S LOOKING?," a male screaming underwater, a close-up of a dilapidated church, a group of women in white dresses holding hands in a field, a girl holding her head in her hands while praying in a pew, a close-up of two girls sharing a passionate kiss, a girl with a flower crown looking over her shoulder with a sinister glance, and a photo of a carnival ferris wheel near a pier lit up at night.
ALT A pitch deck slide for Sleeping Dogs Lie, a Sapphic thriller by Ellie Rhymer The background sets the mood: a crescent moon rises over crowded conifer trees, as if we are deep in the forest somewhere. A handwriting font adds asides to the following pitch: Everyone in the group chat dies x The Hunting Wives. Maureen is a struggling journalist who got out of Hometown, USA. She never intended to return to the small town of dark pasts, but when the former “it” girl at her high school goes viral, Maureen finds herself becoming more and more obsessed with Lacey’s mommy vlog and the investigation into the disappearance of her teenage son. Lacey never let a little thing like the truth stop her from recording content for her followers, but when her son goes missing, she wields her platform like a cudgel through Hometown to uncover what really happened to him...or is her distress just another performance? #QuestPit Querying 2027. "Dark, moody mystery" "I'm obsessed with her (unhealthy)"
ALT WE HARVEST THE CARNAGE - adult fantasy horror, 90,000 words - in which a college freshman joins a club of pre-meds to harvest the organs of the elite with body magic. dark academia x body x horror dual timeline - south asian rep x bi4bi x STEM - vengeance, moral ambiguity, and guts galore
ALT snippet! please DM for text version if you wish (can't fit the whole snip here sadly)
ALT Agents Guide to: Avarice's Wake Adult Dystopian Romance Queer Polyamorous Open Door 112k
ALT Pitch: Aethryn is a capitalist hellscape where love is a ledger item in constant appraisal. When Soren of LowerCity develops a mutation at fourteen that makes his freckles from overwhelming emotion, his family's choice to love him instead of kicking him out costs them their lives. Alone in the slums, Soren is desperate for change and a chance to be loved again. At twenty, he thinks he's found it after meeting the enigmatic Kieran Voss, a wealthy bodyguard from UpperCity. But Kieran's love comes attached to Amos Rhyne—a politician and Kieran's boyfriend of six years—and requires Soren to move into a home with them both. Between his love for Kieran, the hateful attraction he has for Amos, and the cutthroat social world of the elite, Soren's struggle to keep love from being a ledger item threatens to condemn all three of them to the same fate as his family.
ALT For Readers who Love: Tropes: Rivals to lovers, Polyamorous Relationships, Forced Proximity, A protaganist who bites, Fake Dating, Queer POC Representation Comps: The Mars House(Hated Underclass, Transactional Relationship, Poor x Elite, but make it cost something.) AMC's IWTV: Love Outweighing Sense, Complicated Love Interests, Sensual and Dangerous Docile: Capitalist Dystopia, Consent Centered, Love-Starved Lead
ALT Excerpt: Soren shifted on the bench, the sky dark with brightly lit towers that dotted the horizon. “If it’s been so long, and serious, why be open?” Amos raised an eyebrow. “Nobody is monogamous. At least not up here. Partners are like favors. Traded. Shared. Coveted.” “Coveted, yet you’re letting me stay and be with Kieran.” “Letting is a strong word. It doesn’t matter if I like it or not. I’m his partner, not his jailor.” Soren sighed. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to hear. “Kieran said a similar thing, y’know.” “That he’s not my jailor?” “That he doesn’t like to share.” It was a thin jab, caught in purple eyes framed by dark lashes as Amos smiled beautifully. “Neither of us like to share. And yet, here you are.”
ALT Logline: In a kingdom ruled by children, a magician becomes the unlikely protector of a sickly princess, He struggles to fight her would-be abductors, uncover secrets of his family and the capital, or else plunge the fragile kingdom into catastrophic war; scene shows him offering his hand to her in an ornate pavilion.
ALT A trope map for THE BRIGHTEST STAR IN THE SKY, using a purple and gold moodboard with a spacey sapphic theme. Tropes listed include: - Forbidden desires - Toxic sapphic romance - Enemies to lovers - Reluctant hero - Magic powers in space! - Space cult
ALT A purple and gold moodboard featuring images of space, fire, and two women seemingly about to kiss.
ALT An Agents Guide to What Magic Remains. An Adult Gothic Romantic Fantasy complete at 100k words.
ALT Comps and Tropes: The Foxglove King, Reap and Sow, One Dark Window. Political Intrigue, Outcast Protagonist, He Falls First, and Harder, Morally Grey MMC, Forbidden Romance, Magic with Consequences, and Forced Proximity.
ALT Retaining her magic after becoming a vampire makes Verena the only one of her kind. An anomaly. An abomination. A heretic. She blends into human society, hiding the monster she fears she’s become behind potions, glamours, and silk gloves. But she’ll risk being discovered to protect her friend from a secret human Order that’s abducting witches. Unfortunately, she doesn’t anticipate Wolfe, a man who—for reasons she can’t fathom—bends the rules to keep her sabotage hidden from the Order. Nor her inconvenient attraction to him. What Verena doesn’t know is that Wolfe is the demon Hell sent to find her—and the one who kept her magic alive. A secret he can’t afford to let Hell discover. As the Order grows more dangerous and Hell closes in to claim or destroy what never should’ve existed, Wolfe must decide what he’s willing to risk to keep her alive. Verena, meanwhile, must decide whether she can trust the man who’s reminded her what safety feels like—or if falling for him is the greatest
ALT Snippets: Top Left: She was mine, yet I couldn’t have her. I couldn’t claim her, though everything within me demanded I did. She wouldn’t be safe without me, but I wouldn’t be safe with her. Top Right: I’d survived a hundred years rationing my magic like breath beneath water. Concealing and guarding myself. Seven Hells, I’d managed. Yet standing in the cellar, watching the darkness now creep beyond the crook of my arm, I bristled at the reminder. Bottom Left: “It’s flattering how much you enjoy my company.” He let out a laugh, rich and dark as nightshade, that rumbled in through my body. “And here I thought it was you who was enjoying mine.” “Would you prefer I didn’t?” I dared. Bottom Right: Her body shivered as I kissed her jaw, moving slowly until my mouth hovered over hers. “But if I need to be clearer, Verena, it’s you.”