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ALT Pitch: A perfect town. A bakery that keeps it that wav and a woman who must decide whether to escape or inherit the knife. Deliah escaped the city to live in her mother's home town Now she knows why her mother left, and why she never will Comps: The Stepford wives by Ira Levir Sweenev Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Midsommar A Certain Hunger by Chelsea G. Summers

ALT Tropes: Feminist Horror Folk Horror Generational cult Seasonal rituals From one small spell to sacrificing anyone ir the way Cannibalism = Contro A town sustained bv the Hearth Self writing iourna Feminine rage trauma folded into pastries Recipes Dismi

ALT Excerpts: The thing about silence is that it consumes you, body and soul to the point where it could make a ghost out of you without trying. One day drives vou mad, three days on you start to accept it, seven days later and even the smallest tap of a ceramic against a counter feels too loud. Ten days later and vou forget ta speak to yourself out loud and your thoughts are extensions of everything you had yet ta say. Things I learned tonight: - The storm was the perfect weather to move bodies without being noticed - Steel pokers belong in every home for safety - The priest was the heaviest person I had ever moved. ⁃ There is not enough wine in the world to make me forget what I did tonight

ALT dark fantasy mood board, inspired by Six of Crows, with text "Everyone is a pawn in someone else's game"

ALT A 3x3 image moodboard featuring the following images: a stone courtyard overgrown with pale pink and red roses; a man in a black suit and a girl in a red gown dancing in a ballroom; a tree with copper leaves growing in the underground chamber of a castle; Kim Tae-hyung of BTS wearing a black jacket and crown from the "Black Swan" music video; a black background with the text "I'm here to save you, I'm here to ruin you;" the back of a dark-haired girl's head; a close-up of a woman's hands in the pockets of a red gown; a red pomegranate split in two down the middle; and several dripping wax candles on a table full of reddish-pink flowers.

ALT An Agent's Guide To: A STILL BEATING HEART

ALT Pitch: YA Historical Fantasy She wants answers. He wants her heart. A mysterious letter. A series of unfortunate accidents. And an enchanting voice singing deep within the opera house walls that won't leave Circe alone. Entranced by the melodic voice, Circe is thrust into a world of magic, darkness, and death. Even worse, monsters are haunting the city of Paris, and they're out for blood—her blood. If Circe wants to save her friends, herself, and all of Paris, then she must sing for her life. For Fans Of: Our Strange Duet, Dracula, A Tempest of Tea, A Dowry of Blood, The Monstrous Kind, and Hungerstone

ALT Music-based magic, vampires and witches, phantom of the opera retelling, fated soulmates, feminist commentary on agency and "creation envy," magic mayhem and murder.

ALT The letter arrived in the ninth hour of mourning. Sealed in a black envelope, and black like the dress laid out on the soft covers of the bed, the letter sat unopened on Circe’s desk. She stood opposite to it in the corner of the room, regarding it with a wary gaze. It, unlike the news of her father’s death, had arrived quietly, set neatly at her door. She had asked all around the conservatory if there had been any visitor, but no one had seen anything unusual. Unusual. Everything about this was unusual. The quiet conservatory, the bells that had just begun to toll outside signifying the end of the ninth hour, and the students and staff alike all clad in black, their faces bowed and gazes quickly averting her whenever Circe walked past. Their hushed whispers and pitying eyes all swirled around one grave fact: Gustave Daaé was dead, and the whole world seemed to be acknowledging it. Everyone, that was, except Circe herself. Circe took a tentative step toward the letter before

ALT Dark royalty themed images, text that reads: A stealthy assassin. A poised princess. And a competition that will either secure the throne... or end it.

ALT An Agent's Guide To: THE WRETCHED AND THE DIVINE

ALT Pitch: YA Historical Fantasy When Alexandria died, she expected Death’s arms to be cold and unforgiving. But they were warm and kind. Dmytro has no qualms against harboring a wayward soul, except one: it will spell his demise.  When they are caught by Death’s shadowed council and cast out to the mortal realm as punishment for disrupting the balance between Life and Death, Dmytro and Alexandria must find their way back to each other. Except now, it’s 1918, and the world is at war. Even worse, mysterious shadows are hunting them down, intent on getting rid of them for good. If they wish to find each other, their love, and their humanity again, then they must run for their lives. For Fans Of: Divine Rivals, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, The Book Thief, Our Infinite Fates, The Gods Will Sing Our Song, and Lovely War.

ALT Ancient gods, unsent letters, dual POV, commentary on death and war, rivals to lovers, death as a narrator, yearning x 100, and I would die for you x I would kill for you.

ALT “Please, my love. Just stay with me.” Alexandria had never told him this, but she had always loved his hands. They were some of the first hands to never treat her unkindly, to never be raised against her. A strange, silly thought flashed through her then: she wanted to dance with him. She wanted her palms to be rested against his, heat against heat, as they danced together while the world was asleep. The thought made her smile. It was a beautiful dream. With no resistance, she began to close her eyes, eager to hold on to the dream for as long as she could. Wake up. Her eyes fluttered open and met with a red sky filled with fire and smoke. There was a familiar face, and two striking eyes that she could stare at for eternity. Dmytro let out a small sigh, tears beginning to stain his face. With a shaky smile, he brushed a stray hair out of her face. “Alexandria,” he whispered. Without another word, Dmytro leaned down and kissed her.