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Dahlya is writing @dillydahly.bsky.social · 5d
Exsanguine Cryptids
She must face danger, folkloric monsters, and the government agents responsible for releasing them in order to reunite with her younger brother before the country collapses- or one of them dies.

🥰sapphic romance
Stranger>Friends>❤️‍🔥
💕slow burn
🚗 road trip
#questpit #W #YA #PR #SF
Exsanguine Cryptids Dahlya Byrne a YA supernatural sci-fi apocalypse PitchA vengeful government set on reasserting its authority through violence and misinformation disrupts the life of 19 year old Xiomara. Armed with nothing but the determination of an eldest daughter, she travels across the US facing folkloric monsters and government agents alike, to reunite with her estranged younger sibling. Along the way, she becomes the unwilling leader to Jada, an old classmate she can’t quite seem to get a grasp on (or out of her head) and Rally, an older, yet surprisingly well equipped, woman with an affinity for conspiracies and substances of all kind. Eight O'Clock in the Morning Ray Faraday Nelson *Subliminal Messages, Propaganda, Lizard People Veil Haven by Anne M. Kelley * Cryptids, Lies & Secrets, LGBTQ+, Diverse The Haunting of Alejandra by V. Castro *Mexican Folklore, Family Secrets, Generational Trauma I walk with my hands stretched out before me. One step. Two steps. Three steps. No wall. Four steps. No wall. Five steps. Nothing. The air feels different. Warmer. Yet, a chill runs through me, prickling from inside my skin. My neighbor had a dog I often walked, Pancho. She didn’t pay much for how bad the dog was. It pulled and pulled on its leash, if not for being the size of a shoebox, it likely would have dragged me along with it, taken off on the hot streets of New Mexico. Dragged me past the dirt roads and onto the concrete sidewalk on the way to the park. My neighbor was old, she didn’t often get to grooming the dog. It was scraggly, fat, with long long nails. Often I would close my eyes as we walked, listening to the birds, wind, and scratching of Pancho’s nails against the floor. The sound emanating from the murk of this alley was strikingly similar. A sixth step forward is not an option. But would the wall behind me still exist? The warmth ahead of me grew to a heat that roasted my skin and made each breathe an effort. Sweat dripped down my face and pooled on my upper lip. How long have I stood here?I’m reminded of the summer heat wave I spent locked outside. I often laid in the yard, too tired, too hot, too thirsty, to move even to the shade of a nearby bush. It grew flowers of a pale pink and muted red. Before that week, me and my mother often picked these flowers to make into tea. I didn’t mind that she would throw my picks to the side, as I could collect them to decorate my dresser top, enjoying the scents every morning until she scolded me for bringing garbage inside and hoisted them out. Maybe the flowers were purple, actually. Yes I remember, the flowers were a deep purple, just like the vase I threw at her head. Just like the blood that spilled out of it. The air was hot like the blood that spilled out of it. It was so hot. Like the air during the heatwave, like the blood of the vase, like the purple of my mother’s head. Like the- I hear a scream I…
dillydahly.bsky.social
just did my first beta reading job and it’s revamped my dreams of working in the publishing industry
a chimpanzee is laying on a couch and pointing at a book .
ALT: a chimpanzee is laying on a couch and pointing at a book .
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November 11, 2025 at 3:49 AM
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dhoedits.bsky.social
IF I HAVE TO BE HAUNTED X BELLADONNA

👻🔮 Reluctant Medium
❤️‍🔥🕰️ Slowburn Sweet Romance
🤝🏡 Found Family
💀💞 Ghost Boyfriend
🕯️✨ Séances

#QuestPit #YA #Q #PF #agentsguide
November 5, 2025 at 1:49 PM
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wren-h-writes.bsky.social
ALL THE THINGS THAT HAUNT US - A New Adult queer paranormal romance

#questpit #W #A #H #RF
Image of a dock at a lake with a dark green overlay. The title reads: ALL THE THINGS THAT HAUNT US. In the center of the image is notebook paper with a loon at the bottom right and text that reads: Second-chance romance, Dual POV, Non-binary MC, Neurodivergent MC, Queer friendships, Small town horror, Ghost hunting, Sister relationships, Family secrets
November 5, 2025 at 8:50 PM
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keltondavis.bsky.social
SINNERS x THE DEVILS x CASTLEVANIA

There's three rules to surviving as a nightrunner: don't get comfortable, don't be a hero, and don't be unlucky.

Corado's about to break all three.

🤠 Vampire Cowboys
🦇 Monstrous Night Hordes
🏜️ Pueblo Pit Cities

Querying soon!
#A #F #W #QuestPit
Image: A man in a black cloak and a wide brim western style black hat, holding a revolver; only his eyes as yellow pinpricks are visible. Text: A Novel By Kelton Davis Blood Red Sand 109000 Words Adult Gothic Western Fantasy Querying Soon Art: Apocalypse by Oliver Odmark Title: Comparable Titles Images of the covers of The Devils by Joe Abercrombie, Godkiller by Hannah Kaner, and Red Rabbit by Alex Grecian. Text drawn with an arrow from each image: Found family (from the Devils) Reluctant parent figure (from Godkiller) Western-inspire Gothic setting (from Red Rabbit) Unlikely travel companions (from all). Background image: same as first slide. Title: Pitch Text: Corado is just trying to survive the night—every night. Being a nightrunner, one of the few brave or foolish enough to defy humanity's vampire masters to traffic himself and others across barony lines, doesn't make it any easier though. With vampire posses stalking the desert during the day and their ravenous Horde filling the sky each night, it's a miracle he's survived as long as he has. Some of it he chalks up to skill, some to instinct, but he knows that when the dawn comes, the main thing seeing him through the night is good old-fashioned luck. Nothing lasts forever though, and Corado's lucky streak soon comes to a quick and bloody end. After nighttime attack from the Horde leaves him stranded in the desert with a newly-orphaned boy named Hectar, he finds keeping the rest of the world at bay may not be as easy as he thought. Newfound companion in tow, he sets out to find what remains of the boy's family and finally put the whole thing behind him. But as he knows by now, no job is ever so simple. As he tries to escort Hectar to safety, whispers of rebellion start drifting on the wind. With a world free of the Horde beginning to look like a real possibility, Corado must face vampires, twisted monstrosities, and the darkness lurking in men's hearts before he decides whether the world he's cut himself out of is one worth fighting for after all. Background image: same as other slides
November 5, 2025 at 5:00 AM
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authorrjwebb.bsky.social
When a benevolent vampire vows to end the cruel reign of a monstrous council, he must battle the past and present to stop the curse they have unleashed—and to have the second chance with the only soul he’s loved.
#questpit #Q #A #F #PR #LGBT
November 5, 2025 at 5:24 AM
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notonlyicarus.bsky.social
presenting the #agentsguide for my adult queer gothic horror romance wip featuring:

🥀 angel summoning cult
🥀 corruption arc(s)
🥀 extremely unreliable narrator
🥀 it’s all a metaphor for ocd

the problem with angels is, sometimes, they talk back.

✨ready for betas in December 👀
#QuestPit #W #A #H
red wallpaper background, to the right is art by @nelsnote of a man looking up holding a bloody book, the light on him is coming from an angel wing and there are eyes in the dark behind him. he has an awestruck expression. to the left is, in gothic print, adult queer gothic horror romance, underneath that says ready for betas December 31, then under that the title forbidden fruits, with a honey drip underneath. to the left a red and black-themed moodboard: around the top border and right border: someone falling through red-tinged clouds; someone in white embracing a dark shadow with a halo behind them; someone standing at the top of some stairs, surrounded by giant red bulging eyes; a faded black and white photo style picture of a dark smudge shadow and the shape of someone hooking their head over the shadow’s shoulder, crying dark tears; red-toned painting of an angel with three eyes. The left space is occupied by a text image, gothic white on red, that reads ‘the problem with angels is sometimes they talk back’ over and over again. on top of that picture, picture of a painting of an eye with a large gold star growing in it. to the right, pitch written in gothic print. the pitch: why do you need an angel? according to the codex his teacher wrote, that’s the most important question to ask when summoning them. simon knows his answer: there’s someone he worships—the teacher he built a cult around—and he won’t stop until he has him. dark red wallpaper background. top left says comps, underneath are pictures of the covers for THE DEATH OF JANE LAWRENCE by Caitlin Starling and EVOCATION by S.T. Gibson. under that is a cream coloured drawing of a wolf. top right says elements in gothic print. elements: angel summoning as dark magic, corruption arc, epistolary dual timeline, violent longing has consequences, Victorian secret societies, he’s not dead until I say so. to the left is an angel statue. dark red wallpaper background. top left says feedback so far in gothic print. feedback is snippets from discord, saying: 1. THE KIND OF LOVE THE BIBLE TALKS ABOUT might be in the apocrypha BUT STILL. and arguably, arguably, God so loving the world he gave his one and only son IS HONESTLY THE KIND OF OBSESSION WE’RE TALKING ABOUT HERE I GET YOU. 2. I feel like I was completely ignorant of what horniness even is before I met Simon and his whole deal. like, Jesus Christ, that dude. 3. I need to eat the fruits they are too tempting and beautiful. In the centre is a statue of lucifer. on the right is snippet in gothic print. the snippet: “I miss you desperately. I toy with effigies and cannot make myself reshape you in wax or clay. it’s you I want”
November 5, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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wolfehorror.itch.io
Happy #sludgepit & yes I am still behind with Crushed Plums 🫡
Are you looking for a childhood best friends to undead lovers horromance between a trans woman with rats just trying to get by & her emotional support he/him butch?

Arcs coming soon once I recover from the ableist 28 hours of travel🧟🌸
October 18, 2025 at 12:31 AM
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kananiokelly.bsky.social
MOANA x SHADOW AND BONE

An #agentsguide to WHISPERS OF THE SEA, my #amquerying young adult fantasy.

Feat:
🌊 Hawaiian-inspired mythology
🌋 setting as a character
🌊 angry female mc

#QuestPit #YA #F #Q #OwnVoices #AgentGuide
The introduction to my young adult novel, Whispers of the Sea. The pitch: A teen girl embarks on a journey to a mysterious island where she’ll team up with a boy to uncover the whereabouts of her missing uncle. But to save him, Keahi must interfere with the King’s plans to restore power to his kingdom—except the throne was never his to claim, and the island only answers to one: the girl with a heart of fire. For fans of: Disney’s Moana, Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo, and Curious Tides by Pascale Lacelle
November 5, 2025 at 5:08 AM
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goodwords.bsky.social
POTIONS UNINCORPORATED

Think HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE x THE SPELLSHOP

💜 Chronic Illness Rep
🌱 Plant Magic
💚 Bisexual Witches
🐈‍⬛ A Snarky Familiar
😈 Evil Pharmaceutical Potion Company
☀️ Grumpy X Sunshine Romance
☕ Cozy Vibes

#QuestPit #Q #A #R #F #chronicillnessrep #ownvoices #LGBTQ #cozyfantasy
Potions Unincorporated is written on a black journal with ivy stems and a mushroom on the cover. The tropes are listed with arrows on the right side: Grumpy x Sunshine, Found Family, Evil Pharma Potion Company, Plant Magic, Chronic Illness Rep, Cozy Vibes The Pitch is written on a lavender field background: A curmudgeonly witch with a chronic illness must work with a cheerful thief to stand up to a greedy pharmaceutical company A garden of comps is written on a leaf. The background is brown soil with plants next to comp titles: Legends and Lattes, The Spellshop, Howl's Moving Castle, The Very Secret Society of Irregular Witches, and Under The Whispering Door. A snippet highlights the main character's relationship with her familiar, Toad. In the snippet they discuss Linatta's ex girlfriend and Toad's hatred of hats. A book is open below the image and has wildflowers growing out of the inside spine.
November 5, 2025 at 5:04 AM
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tylerstasi.bsky.social
#QuestPit #W #S #H #F

Severance x PIRANESI x THE GARDEN

How far would you go to hide the person you used to be?

⚜️botanical/psychological horror
⚜️epistolary
⚜️unidentified FMC
⚜️literary-leaning

art: giuseppe arcimboldo

🍓👒🪴🕰🪑 (querying feb 2026)
fruitwip poster by tyler stasi querying feb 2026 pitch and moodboard vibes for fruitwip by tyler stasi themes and comps for fruitwip by tyler stasi
November 5, 2025 at 2:36 PM
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jenknowsprose.bsky.social
ALCHEMY OF A BLOOD MOON 🌙
The dreams that once consoled wall-flower Selene have mutated into blood drenched nightmares. Now she must seek the guidance of her coven and forgive the man that betrayed her—or be swallowed alive in the dark. #questpit #q #pr #litagents #amquerying #WriteSky #agentguide
November 5, 2025 at 5:30 AM
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carolinekwriting.bsky.social
Not querying yet (finishing final revisions) but testing out my agents guide!

SINNERS x IWAV

Angeline wakes up with a taste for blood and 200 years of missing memories. As visions reveal flashes of her past, she must uncover the truth before danger crosses her doorway.

#QuestPit #W #A #F
November 5, 2025 at 8:29 AM
dillydahly.bsky.social
Exsanguine Cryptids
She must face danger, folkloric monsters, and the government agents responsible for releasing them in order to reunite with her younger brother before the country collapses- or one of them dies.

🥰sapphic romance
Stranger>Friends>❤️‍🔥
💕slow burn
🚗 road trip
#questpit #W #YA #PR #SF
Exsanguine Cryptids Dahlya Byrne a YA supernatural sci-fi apocalypse PitchA vengeful government set on reasserting its authority through violence and misinformation disrupts the life of 19 year old Xiomara. Armed with nothing but the determination of an eldest daughter, she travels across the US facing folkloric monsters and government agents alike, to reunite with her estranged younger sibling. Along the way, she becomes the unwilling leader to Jada, an old classmate she can’t quite seem to get a grasp on (or out of her head) and Rally, an older, yet surprisingly well equipped, woman with an affinity for conspiracies and substances of all kind. Eight O'Clock in the Morning Ray Faraday Nelson *Subliminal Messages, Propaganda, Lizard People Veil Haven by Anne M. Kelley * Cryptids, Lies & Secrets, LGBTQ+, Diverse The Haunting of Alejandra by V. Castro *Mexican Folklore, Family Secrets, Generational Trauma I walk with my hands stretched out before me. One step. Two steps. Three steps. No wall. Four steps. No wall. Five steps. Nothing. The air feels different. Warmer. Yet, a chill runs through me, prickling from inside my skin. My neighbor had a dog I often walked, Pancho. She didn’t pay much for how bad the dog was. It pulled and pulled on its leash, if not for being the size of a shoebox, it likely would have dragged me along with it, taken off on the hot streets of New Mexico. Dragged me past the dirt roads and onto the concrete sidewalk on the way to the park. My neighbor was old, she didn’t often get to grooming the dog. It was scraggly, fat, with long long nails. Often I would close my eyes as we walked, listening to the birds, wind, and scratching of Pancho’s nails against the floor. The sound emanating from the murk of this alley was strikingly similar. A sixth step forward is not an option. But would the wall behind me still exist? The warmth ahead of me grew to a heat that roasted my skin and made each breathe an effort. Sweat dripped down my face and pooled on my upper lip. How long have I stood here?I’m reminded of the summer heat wave I spent locked outside. I often laid in the yard, too tired, too hot, too thirsty, to move even to the shade of a nearby bush. It grew flowers of a pale pink and muted red. Before that week, me and my mother often picked these flowers to make into tea. I didn’t mind that she would throw my picks to the side, as I could collect them to decorate my dresser top, enjoying the scents every morning until she scolded me for bringing garbage inside and hoisted them out. Maybe the flowers were purple, actually. Yes I remember, the flowers were a deep purple, just like the vase I threw at her head. Just like the blood that spilled out of it. The air was hot like the blood that spilled out of it. It was so hot. Like the air during the heatwave, like the blood of the vase, like the purple of my mother’s head. Like the- I hear a scream I…
November 6, 2025 at 12:43 AM
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beingreese.bsky.social
Read diverse books every month.
Read diverse books every month.
Read diverse books every month.
Read diverse books every month.
Read diverse books every month.
Read diverse books every month.
Read diverse books every month.
#BookSky #BlackBookSky
February 4, 2025 at 7:09 PM
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courtneyellis.bsky.social
I would like to report that my book isn't writing itself.

Rude.
November 17, 2024 at 12:16 AM
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tacobellquarterly.org
This is still my advice: Become a writer anyway. Fuck it, do it, it won't save you, but it's still a beautiful dream to write novels and short stories and poems and mingle with other dreamers and make art and laugh in the face of death. And writing is constant death. Live más.
November 16, 2024 at 3:04 PM