Elise Betz #amquerying and seeking representation
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NO SOLICITATION DM'S for SERVICES. Looking for representation w/ a #litagent New author: Romantasy "The Sun Diamond Princess & the Blind Assassin" featuring #BIPOC biracial princess & #Disabled romantic interest. https://www.elisebetzbooks.com
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The Sun Diamond Princess & the Blind Assassin
#BIPOC Brienne of Tarth X Daredevil X Tristan & Isolde w/ #HEA
#UnhingedPit
#A #RF ( #F & #R) #Q
#onebed 🛖
♥️🔺Relationship triangle between love & duty
🔁 Flipped trope: Princess is tall, strong, facially scarred, salty mouth, saves MMC from prostitution
she has dark hair, medium coffee colored skin, he is tan with long blond hair. 

Text: The world of The Sun Diamond Princess & the Blind Assassin is a 
pre-electricity alternative world with some light industrialization and features Turkish-Eastern Mediterranean vibes, but thanks to the magic of #UnhingedPit, our characters can now text each other

Screengrabs of text exchanges, Owner of phone is "Sowrdmaster"

LS: Hey Myron, you DTF?
RS: About time, Steinar, and its MYRA, you f*ckwad
LS: Ha-ha, JK. No, seriously, let me takee you to Cour de Mirth for your 18th birthday and lose your cherry - my treat
RS: ...IDK...
LS: There is a hot, blind prostitute with washboard abs...
RS: What are we waiting for?
RS: AUDIO TRASNCRIPTION: Arzhang here, since I'm blind as f*ck, and phones don't do Braille, can we do audio texts going forward?

Character limit summary of rest:  Steirnar blackmailed to set Myra with assassin, he bought the wrong one. Myra and Arzhang on the run, one bed at the hut. Princess Myra's phone, screengrab.
LS: AUDIO TRANSLATION What do you mean, Aldewude, when you say the explosion that killled my grandmother, put my father in a perpetual coma and gave me scars on my face where no guy has been willing to f*ck me so far was a false flag started by my mom, the Queen regent, so she could profit from war based on a lie?
RS: AUDIO TRANSCRIPTION Yeah, just what I said to you. So, what are you gonna do about it?
LS: AUDIO TRANSCRIPTION SInce I'm still a virgin, marry that incel emperor to end the war
LS AUDIO TRANSCRIPTION * whispers * wish I could marry you instead, Arzhang.

Next screengrab:
RS: Marry Princess Myra? She's a troll
LS: Um, Arzhang is blind, can you use Audio translation?
RS: AUDIO TRANSLATION But women are ignorant and can't read

Character limit summary - Myra hates Emperor Zviad but marry to end war. Mrya wants Arzhang to pop her cherry since Zviad is a lousy kisser, they go to Voluntia and surprise the queen.
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#WIPSnips word for October 12th is "hope"
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Max accidentally stepped on an emotional landmine and comforted Madison, making her feel much better.
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Text:
Mad & Max: A Silicon Valley Romance
#WIPSNips "hope"

Sitting up, Madison used the napkins to wipe the last of her tears away.

 Max finished driving Madison back to the hotel. As they sat there with the car idling while parked in front of the lobby doors, she didn’t want her time with Max to end, even though they had a date the next day. Looking at him nervously, she said, “I must look a mess now.”

 Cupping her face with both hands, he assured her, “You still look beautiful to me.”

 “Come up to my room with me,” she whispered, her voice almost pleading. “We can keep talking, we can cuddle, I just don’t want to leave you right now. I hope that doesn’t make me sound needy.”

 Stroking her cheek with his thumb, he breathed against her cheek, “I don’t want the night to end right now, either.”

Handing the keys off to the valet, they went up to Madison’s room.
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#WIPSnips word for October 11th is "welcome"
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Right after the traveling magician tells Nin how she can find a hoard of gold in the sacred forest, so Nin will have enough money to pay the magician to remove her "bad luck" curse, an "accident" happens.
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Text:
A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "welcome"
Just as she stepped down from stage but before Malturlough could welcome the next patron to come up into his den of magical miracles, the great oak tree under which the caravan was camped began to groan ominously. There was a sharp crack just before a large branch split from the main trunk and plummeted, falling on top of the wagon, crushing it like it was a mere toy made of brittle pine twigs and reeds, caving inwards. 

 People jumped back in surprise as the magician screamed in a mixture of fear and exasperation, his home and place of business now just a pile of splinters beneath the massive oak branch, the bark not even scratched.

 “MY WAGON!” he screamed as the mule corralled nearby brayed in reaction to the commotion.
 
There was a small whisps of smoke that began to rise up from the shattered wagon. Fortunately, there was a well nearby, and after a few buckets of water, the brazier and candles that remained lit were now wet, the fire snuffed out before the magician’s entire wagon rendered to ash.

 “You really are cursed!” Malturlough railed at Nin.

 Nin could do nothing but slink back to her family home right next to the smashed wagon.
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#WIPSnips word for October 10th is "prize" (won)
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Nin wishes she could be literally and metaphorically carried away from her life in her village by the Forest God, Cráeb.
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Text: A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "prize" (won)
Each year, a Queen of the Forest of was crowned, picked by a random lottery of all the unmarried women in the village and those who came from other surrounding villages. Nin had hoped once she was old enough to enter that she would be chosen, but each year some other maid had been selected. Willow had won three times over the years. The lottery winner was crowned with a garland of oak leaves, carried upon the shoulders of the men of the village to the largest oak tree in the village that stood at the end of the high road, where she was set upon the low crotch of the tree, symbolically marrying the God of the Forest until another maid would be picked next year. After being crowned, Cráeb’s bride could name any man to dance with her in Cráeb’s stead, a symbolic dance of bride and groom. Each year that Willow won, she picked Alan. Of all the festivals, this was Nin’s favorite. Perhaps because Cráeb was the only male among the gods of seasons that she favored him, imagining him a tall and strong man, someone who would carry her away from this life of mediocrity and disappointment, a man who would want to marry her.
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Less than a month away until our final event of the year!! How are you writing this fall season?
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#WIPSnips word for October 9th is "battery"
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Mad & Max just had their second meet-cute of the night where Max accidentally ran his bike into her car. So she offers to drive him home, but she is so jet lagged, she lets him drive. Now they are at his home.
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Text
Mad & Max: A Silicon Valley Romance
#WIPSnips "battery"
Escorting her inside, he showed her to the couch, to which she practically flopped down on, looking more tired than in the car. By the time he brought all the pieces of his bike inside, Madison was crashed on the couch, snoring softly. In an act of compassion, he pulled off her shoes and shoved a spare pillow from his bed under her head before throwing a quilt over her. Since she probably didn’t want the rear window of her rental broken or luggage stolen by opportunistic thieves, he brought her bags and briefcase inside to deter further damage being added to the car. His bike already left an obvious ding that that his cyclist insurance would easily cover.

 Madison’s purse was already on the coffee table, so he placed her phone and key fob next to it. Just as he set the phone down, a notification popped up saying it only had ten percent battery life left. Looking at the phone, he knew he had a charging cable that was compatible and plugged it in.

Gazing down at her, in the soft light cast from the lamp next to the couch, she looked even sweeter than under the florescent lights of the bookstore. He was tempted to lean down and give her a kiss on the forehead, preferably on the lips, but she was passed out and couldn’t exactly give her consent.
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#WIPSnips October 8th is "dungeon" (cellar)
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Before Nin woke up, she and Darach were ambushed by bandits, in which he saved her, but she took an arrow to the arm and he had to undress her while unconscious to treat her wounds, to which he apologizes.
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Text - A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "dungeon" (cellar)
. Cracking her eyes open, she saw Darach crouching by the fire, stirring something in her pot she brought for her journey with her wooden spoon, but he was naked. Even if she only saw him from the side and didn’t spy his manhood hidden behind his muscular thigh, the sight was enough for her to gasp in shock.
She pulled the cloak, yanking it up to cover her face and shield her eyes. “Oh, sweet Brigid, save me,” Nin prayed under her breath to the ancient goddess for the wisdom and strength to face a very naked man, and to not do something foolish she would later regret.
“You’re awake finally.” She could hear him put the cooking pot down and walk over to her.
Nin kept her eyes closed and the cloak pulled up to her face. She then noticed she was lying on a bed of some sort. She wanted to look, but was afraid to open her eyes, though the brief moment that she did open her eyes, she noticed they were in a cave. Now she noticed the dank smell that often accompanied closed off spaces, like the cellar under her home and some of the smaller storage rooms in the brewery warehouse.
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They burned witches not because of "witchcraft." It's because we wanted to be left alone with our books.
#books #readingforpleasure #reading #tea #gardening #IDGAF
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Text: I am finally old enough to begin suspecting that the Brother Grimm’s portrayal of the “evil” witch living alone in the woods was a negative propaganda campaign against women who had reached menopause and the IDGAF point of their lives where they just want to be left alone to drink tea, garden and read books without the obligation of having to cook and clean for a husband who won’t do his share, nor have the care of grandchildren foisted upon her when she just wants to finally sit down, rest and have a moment of peace and quiet to herself.
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#WIPSnips Oct. 7 "safe"
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Could not decide, so you get one from each.

After knowing each other for barely 48 hours, Mad is ready to make love with Max.

Nin went to relieve herself behind a bush and was ambushed by a wolf that Darach chased away.
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Text: Mad & Max: A Silicon Valley Romance
#WIPSnips "safe"

Feeling extremely vulnerable, she jumped off the cliff she had been fearing, knowing Max would be there to catch her. “I’ve never trusted any man the way I trust you right now,” she confessed, barely able to get the words out with a tremor in her voice. She was feeling overwhelmed by feelings she had only ever hoped to experience. Swallowing thickly, her throat constricting, she confessed, “I feel safe when I’m with you, that I can be myself and I don’t have to be afraid anymore.”
	Max’s eyes were enchantingly full of wonder and awe as his thumbs stroked her cheek. His voice full of tender sincerity, he breathed, “I think I am in love with you too.”
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Text: A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "safe"
The wolf slowly backed away before turning and walked down the path at a trot.
 Now shaking, Nin burst into tears. Darach knelt down and picked her up in his arms, carrying her back through the forest she had not taken notice of before. It had taken a while, but they finally made it back up to the road. Barley was tied to a tree patiently waiting.
 Darach set Nin down on a fallen log to check her over, finally speaking. “Are you bit?”
 Nin could only shake her head. 
 “Scratched?”
 Nin shook her head as Darach looked at her hands and checked over her face and neck, his hands skating over her skin to look for scrapes or any sign of blood.
 “Are you okay?” he asked.
 Nin threw herself forward in his arms and cried hysterically, burying her face in his shoulder.
 He just held her, his arms wrapping around her, slowly rocking her and they knelt on the ground. “Shhh, you’re okay, your safe.”
 Nin finally stopped crying, by she could not stop her body from shaking.
 As Darach stood, Nin tried to as well, and needed his help to stand, her knees now gone weak.
 He lifted Nin up onto Barley’s back before mounting once again, keeping Nin seated in front of him, his arm wrapped around her torso to hold her in place as if she might pass out.
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October 6th is "miss"
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By the campfire, Darach asks about Nin's life growing up, and hearing her own voice, she can no longer deny that despite all her helpfulness and hard work helping others in her village, only her aunt seems to care for Nin.
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Text: A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "miss"
“It’s while I was walking alone after Willow’s wedding that I swore to stop letting myself be a door mat. To think of myself first. Then I go and helped that boy resulting in me being cursed.”
“You should not change your good attributes due to the failings of other people’s characters. You stopped to help me, and I couldn’t bear to think what would have happened if I hadn’t been there to chase that wolf away. Think of all those back in your village who would miss you?” Darach pointed out.
“At this point, the only one would miss me is my aunt. I don’t think my brother or parents would miss me. Even Willow said maybe I shouldn’t even come back.” Moving to a different village after she returned was sounding even more promising, now she had given voice to what she had denied until this point. She felt hollow inside.
“If I lived in your village, I would miss you like the trees miss rain just before the first storm of the season,” he professed softly, stroking her cheek.
If it wasn’t for her aunt, she would have begged Darach to take her back to his village with him once she had this curse removed.
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#WIPSnips word for October 5th is "store"
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Madison's sister, Ashley, called to follow up the next morning if Madison did follow through and introduce herself to the smokin' hot cyclists she was drooling after who walked into the bookstore the night before.
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Text - Mad & Max: A Silicon Valley Romance
#WIPSnips "store"

Max smirked back at her. “I noticed at the beginning of the call you said, ‘His bike ran into my car,’ without clarifying first who’s bike ran into your car beforehand.”

 Rocio interjected, “My brother is a programmer, so any gaps in logic he’s going to call that sh*t out.”

 ‘Sh*t, still caught.’ Madison took a sip of coffee wondering how much to divulge. If they did eventually date, he was going to find out anyway. If not and he laughed at her, at least she got breakfast cooked for her, either way it was a win, though the latter would include her pride being further battered and her ego reaching a new all-time low.

 “I noticed you walking into the bookstore.” Madison squinted her eyes shut, trying not to blush as she further confessed, “My sister, noticing my attention diverted, said she’d pay for a day at the spa if I went up to you to say hello, at least.”

 Rocio started laughing so hard, coffee almost came out of her nose. To Madison’s relief, Max wasn’t, but looked bemused, even flattered.
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#WIPSnips word for October 4th is "hunt"
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Nin had taken a tumble down the hill after retrieving the gold from the top of Mulhcráeb with Darach, so instead of traveling back home, Darach is taking care of Nin.
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Text: A Sylvan Tale #WIPSnips "hunt"
For three days they had stayed camped near the gate of Tairseach Mulhcráeb while Nin rested and recuperated. Darach had foraged and hunted, providing meals for them both. He even brought back berries and herbs to boil for tea since the ale in the bladders were drunk dry.
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You nailed it. I have lived in the Bay Area since 1996 & my husband started working at a start up in S.V. starting in 1992 (he telecommuted so we could keep dating while I finished my college degree in L.A.) & we both have worked in tech in one way or another. I know this culture inside and out.