Aspiring Romantasy author 📖✍️Querying: What Magic Remains🔮🩸🖤
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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.”
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.”
ALT 9 Images in a moodboard. Top Left: Black and white image of a crow in a graveyard. Top Middle: A white haired woman in a forest. Top Right: A woman in a vintage dress holding a book with a mans hand over hers. Middle Left: A woman's mouth with dark lipstick, it's parted to show her fangs. Center: The word Heretic. Middle Right: A man kissing a womans neck. Bottom Left: A mans hand painted black, his pointer finger touching a woman's hand and her finger is turning black where it touches his. Bottom Middle: A man's throat with a dark shirt and a silver necklace. Bottom Right: Candles, herbs, and a spellbook. Text on the images: Death touched witch. Punished, forsaken, damned. Guardian Demon.
ALT A green mountain shrouded in fog with book title and metadata.
ALT A green mountain shrouded in fog displaying a book one-line pitch.
ALT A foggy mountain and river background with four comparative titles displayed (The Mercies, Weyward, The Wolf in the Whale, and I Who Have Never Known Men).
ALT A foggy seaside cliff background with a first-page excerpt displayed.
ALT 8 images and one text box. Middle box is text that reads: You're supposed to be dead. So are you. Top left is a woman grabbing a man by leather armor. Top middle is a hand with fire. Top right is a man leather armor riding a horse. Left middle is a man is fog walking away and holding a sword. Right middle is a half a woman's face covered in blood. Bottom left is brown hair streaked with white. Bottom middle is a foggy forest. Bottom right and is black and white image of a man woman kissing.
ALT black & white, gothic, medieval aesthetic Left to right: raven on branches, helm of knight sword, snowy bride, queen knighting a man, woman in regalia stone, misty castle, couple kissing
ALT Olek finally turned her gaze to him, her eyes flashing to his lips. “I think we should go to bed.” Ronan rose to his full height, his hands found hers again. “I think that’s best.” They stood there for a moment, their eyes meeting. They were like the ground and grass intertwined to make earth whole again.
ALT a 3x3 moodboard, images listed from left to right top row: a gaunt face looking vengefully over their arm, hundreds of tally marks clawed in a wall, someone clawing their way out of a grave middle row: an illustration of a goat headed wingered demon, the quote 'maybe in another life' written in white on a black background, a brown haired boy and a blonde haired boy kissing bottom row: a statue of an angle soaked in blood, a white man's arm wrapped in chains, the tarot card The Devil
