
ALT A dark background of a woman's hands on the piano. The pitch: Burned‑out jazz pianist Clementine retreats to a seaside inn where a gifted painter rekindles her inspiration. But when the subjects of his portraits begin disappearing, she must learn whether the artist is to blame—or she could be next. For fans of: The quiet loneliness and romance of Mieko Kawakami’s ALL THE LOVERS IN THE NIGHT The brooding, gothic atmosphere of Evie Wyld’s THE BASS ROCK The dreamy surrealism of Kazuo Ishiguro’s THE UNCONSOLED

ALT Tropes/Themes: Psychological Suspense Speculative elements Romance Subplot with Yearning Magical paintings Manipulation Artistic creation and self-destruction The Indomitable Human Spirit Music Moody and melancholic

ALT opening lines: The winter tide exhaled a slow melody against the sand. Clementine let its crested waves spill over her feet, foam gathering in deep snow drifts around her ankles. There was a ghostly feel to the long stretch of water that lay before her, the distant horizon blending into a misty gray sky. As the tide pulled back, she was overtaken by the fleeting sensation of falling, as if the water might pull her with it. It had a good rhythm to it. A steady rhythm. Time dripped slowly. With a distant sort of detachment, she noted that her toes were blue. Water breathed, and Clementine drew a breath, shallow and cold. The taste of wood and salt lay in a heavy coat atop her tongue. She’d come here for quiet, yet the ocean thrashed and quaked in the cavity of her chest, filling its emptiness with a transparent and insurmountable longing. It was a Thursday, and Thursdays were the worst night of the week. The night you got if you played well enough to fill the slot, but....

ALT A dark background of a woman's hands on the piano. The pitch: Burned‑out jazz pianist Clementine retreats to a seaside inn where a gifted painter rekindles her inspiration. But when the subjects of his portraits begin disappearing, she must learn whether the artist is to blame—or she could be next. For fans of: The quiet loneliness and romance of Mieko Kawakami’s ALL THE LOVERS IN THE NIGHT The brooding, gothic atmosphere of Evie Wyld’s THE BASS ROCK The dreamy surrealism of Kazuo Ishiguro’s THE UNCONSOLED

ALT Tropes/Themes: Psychological Suspense Speculative elements Romance Subplot with Yearning Magical paintings Manipulation Artistic creation and self-destruction The Indomitable Human Spirit Music Moody and melancholic

ALT opening lines: The winter tide exhaled a slow melody against the sand. Clementine let its crested waves spill over her feet, foam gathering in deep snow drifts around her ankles. There was a ghostly feel to the long stretch of water that lay before her, the distant horizon blending into a misty gray sky. As the tide pulled back, she was overtaken by the fleeting sensation of falling, as if the water might pull her with it. It had a good rhythm to it. A steady rhythm. Time dripped slowly. With a distant sort of detachment, she noted that her toes were blue. Water breathed, and Clementine drew a breath, shallow and cold. The taste of wood and salt lay in a heavy coat atop her tongue. She’d come here for quiet, yet the ocean thrashed and quaked in the cavity of her chest, filling its emptiness with a transparent and insurmountable longing. It was a Thursday, and Thursdays were the worst night of the week. The night you got if you played well enough to fill the slot, but....

ALT A picture of a library with statues with text overlaying that reads: An editors guide to The Library of Lost Shadows by Chloe Johnson represented by Maria Whelan at Inkwell Management

ALT A picture of book pages with text overlaying that reads: The Pitch: a melancholy art thief and a chronically ill journalist only have the other to cling to when trapped in a sentient library corrupted by rotting ink magic. And there's a library pulling the strings... Pictures of books THE STARLESS SEA, A DARK AND DROWNING TIDE, DIVINE RIVALS & ONCE UPON A BROKEN HEART are below

ALT Art of Aria Igniata's characters, Theodana and Vergil, done by Kjetll_art. Theodana is a 5'6" brown skinned young woman with shoulder-length, dark wavy hair, golden eyes, and full lips. Vergil is a 5'11" brown skinned young man with a strong jawline, light brown eyes, and full lips. His thick curly hair is in a single braid. The couple are wearing black and teal body armor. They're facing each other with Vergil’s hand resting on Theodana's back. Both have intense gazes on their faces. The background is teal, gold, and black.

ALT A dark background of a woman's hands on the piano. The pitch: Burned‑out jazz pianist Clementine retreats to a seaside inn where a gifted painter rekindles her inspiration. But when the subjects of his portraits begin disappearing, she must learn whether the artist is to blame—or she could be next. For fans of: The quiet loneliness and romance of Mieko Kawakami’s ALL THE LOVERS IN THE NIGHT The brooding, gothic atmosphere of Evie Wyld’s THE BASS ROCK The dreamy surrealism of Kazuo Ishiguro’s THE UNCONSOLED

ALT Tropes/Themes: Psychological Suspense Speculative elements Romance Subplot with Yearning Magical paintings Manipulation Artistic creation and self-destruction The Indomitable Human Spirit Music Moody and melancholic

ALT opening lines: The winter tide exhaled a slow melody against the sand. Clementine let its crested waves spill over her feet, foam gathering in deep snow drifts around her ankles. There was a ghostly feel to the long stretch of water that lay before her, the distant horizon blending into a misty gray sky. As the tide pulled back, she was overtaken by the fleeting sensation of falling, as if the water might pull her with it. It had a good rhythm to it. A steady rhythm. Time dripped slowly. With a distant sort of detachment, she noted that her toes were blue. Water breathed, and Clementine drew a breath, shallow and cold. The taste of wood and salt lay in a heavy coat atop her tongue. She’d come here for quiet, yet the ocean thrashed and quaked in the cavity of her chest, filling its emptiness with a transparent and insurmountable longing. It was a Thursday, and Thursdays were the worst night of the week. The night you got if you played well enough to fill the slot, but....

ALT The Pitch Ava is destined for a life of seduction, espionage, and assassination. Born with the ability to become invisible, she is the secret weapon of one of the five great houses. But when a mysterious boy, Zev, crashes through her warded cage, she is freed. With her freedom, Ava transforms into Night Bird, a vigilante for wronged women. But tipping the scales of justice draws the notice of New Oster’s power elite, including one of the most feared men in the city, who turns out to be the boy who set her free. And when the house she left behind catches up, he may be the only one able to help her from following in her dead mother’s footsteps.

ALT For Fans of: DUAL TIMELINE SLOW BURN ROMANCE FOUND FAMILY FEMALE RAGE & POISON KNIFE TO THE THROAT ESCAPE FROM OPPRESSORS PAST CATCHING UP INDUSTRIALIZED URBAN SETTING Images: Rhapsodic by Laura Thalassa Serpent & Dove by Shelby Mahurin The Lost Apothecary by Sarah Penner The Book of Azrael by Amber V. Nicole

ALT A Snippet: The man in the ring seemed inhuman. Not like the Zev I’d known. “I’ve seen a serratys fight. Rumbled with a few myself,” Stone said, eyes flicking wildly to take in every detail. “They didn’t move like that. This fight was over before it began. He’s just providing good entertainment by not ending it right away, that’s all.” Despite his blood-slicked skin, Digger remained on his feet, weaving desperately to regain footing. His unfocused eyes were dazed. Zev finally stood still, letting the other man throw a punch, then sidestepped with a hard elbow to the head. That was the end of Digger, who crashed onto the ground like a collapsed building. Earsplitting cheers and stomping beat at my ears, and I wanted to clap my hands over them. Then the screams transformed from exuberance to fear as Zev sprouted horns on stage, body growing, muscles bulging—his serratys form taking over. His roar deafened the crowd, but my hands dropped as his chest tattoos came into focus. With his c

ALT Colored sketch with a man with curly black hair, black eyes, tan skin and a short beard. He wears a sheepish, love stricken expression as he touches two puncture wounds at his neck. Hovering behind him is a vampire with elongated fangs, her arms around his shoulders. There is blood around her mouth. She has long brown hair, slightly tan skin, and a nose with a bump on the bridge. She has 2 scars, one on her upper lip and another across her brow.











































