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Izzy Grace (is agented) @izzygraceauthor.bsky.social · 4h
Introducing Scale 🗡️

Betrayed on the eve of her wedding, Annora enlists charming criminal Madoc to enact her revenge, but when her quest unravels the truth of a trade in wyvern scale and a long-awaited prophecy, she must choose between vengeance and justice.

Gothic #NA #RF on sub in 2026 #WIPPIT
Annora Rainecourt would do anything for the boy she loves - the kingdom's saviour - including defying her low-born status and the nobles who scorn her false arm to prove herself worthy. But on the eve of their wedding, Lucan betrays her, and she can't fathom why. So she escapes into the night, her life of sweet smiles and unfaltering loyalty shattered. Madoc Emory is running out of time. If he can't repay the loan on his tavern, his crew - the only family he has - loses everything. So when a beautiful, intriguing maiden appears begging for help in exchange for payment, he jumps at the chance. Problem is, she wants revenge against the untouchable. The Prince's favoured, and the man prophesied to restore magic to the realm thanks to his discovery of Scale, a weapon forged from wyvern hide. Still, Madoc's desperate and Annora impossible to deny, so they strike a deal. His crew will infiltrate Lucan's empire, and tear him down. But when they uncover a horrifying truth at the heart of Scale, Annora is faced with a choice. Vengeance, or justice. And changing paths may just unravel her fragile bond with the misunderstood Madoc, and the prophecy her entire kingdom relies on. Comp titles: House of the Dragon, A Fate Forged in Fire, The Knight and the Moth, Throne of Glass, Six of Crows, A Tempest of Tea Excerpt: Most brides would think a storm on the eve of their wedding an omen, but for Annora Rainecourt it was the greatest blessing she could receive. Because a storm meant chance of a sighting. And what could be more thrilling than that? She scoured the skies as lightning flashed, illuminating the distant castle and the manor dwellings around it in a shock of monochrome clarity, and there — beyond the turrets — she saw her first of the night. Thin membrane, spindly tendon and bone, that unfathomable combination of sharp claws and curved edges, swiftly flying through slick rain and thick cloud until the darkness crowded in again and she lost it. Annora smiled to herself. They always liked storms. The wyverns. “They’re quiet tonight,” she said, staring out of the lancet window as rain lashed against the panes. Lucan rolled on the bed to face her, the sheets draped between his legs as if she hadn’t been privy to what was beneath them moments ago. “Or perhaps they’re beyond sight,” he said, and ran a hand through long, light hair, pushing it back from his slim face. “The view from here is perfect,” she murmured, frowning. Lucan’s manor was on the outskirts of Gaet, the small city of Vlintlann that was home to the nobility and merchant class. The east window of his bedchamber had one of the best views of the kingdom. To the north, Annora could see the long carriageway curving round from the front entrance of the manor to the cobbled road that led to the royal castle — its sharp turrets spearing through mist like the teeth of beasts. To the south, past the gardens and a small stretch of woodland, were the mountains. The looming black rock surrounded most of Vlintlann, bar the stretch of land where the border with Coperlann and The Disputed laid. And to the east, in the distance, Annora could see the shimmering lights from the cramped streets of The Bowl, the town where those without riches in Vlintlann lived. Her old home, once upon a time. Scale
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Introducing Scale 🗡️

Betrayed on the eve of her wedding, Annora enlists charming criminal Madoc to enact her revenge, but when her quest unravels the truth of a trade in wyvern scale and a long-awaited prophecy, she must choose between vengeance and justice.

Gothic #NA #RF on sub in 2026 #WIPPIT
Annora Rainecourt would do anything for the boy she loves - the kingdom's saviour - including defying her low-born status and the nobles who scorn her false arm to prove herself worthy. But on the eve of their wedding, Lucan betrays her, and she can't fathom why. So she escapes into the night, her life of sweet smiles and unfaltering loyalty shattered. Madoc Emory is running out of time. If he can't repay the loan on his tavern, his crew - the only family he has - loses everything. So when a beautiful, intriguing maiden appears begging for help in exchange for payment, he jumps at the chance. Problem is, she wants revenge against the untouchable. The Prince's favoured, and the man prophesied to restore magic to the realm thanks to his discovery of Scale, a weapon forged from wyvern hide. Still, Madoc's desperate and Annora impossible to deny, so they strike a deal. His crew will infiltrate Lucan's empire, and tear him down. But when they uncover a horrifying truth at the heart of Scale, Annora is faced with a choice. Vengeance, or justice. And changing paths may just unravel her fragile bond with the misunderstood Madoc, and the prophecy her entire kingdom relies on. Comp titles: House of the Dragon, A Fate Forged in Fire, The Knight and the Moth, Throne of Glass, Six of Crows, A Tempest of Tea Excerpt: Most brides would think a storm on the eve of their wedding an omen, but for Annora Rainecourt it was the greatest blessing she could receive. Because a storm meant chance of a sighting. And what could be more thrilling than that? She scoured the skies as lightning flashed, illuminating the distant castle and the manor dwellings around it in a shock of monochrome clarity, and there — beyond the turrets — she saw her first of the night. Thin membrane, spindly tendon and bone, that unfathomable combination of sharp claws and curved edges, swiftly flying through slick rain and thick cloud until the darkness crowded in again and she lost it. Annora smiled to herself. They always liked storms. The wyverns. “They’re quiet tonight,” she said, staring out of the lancet window as rain lashed against the panes. Lucan rolled on the bed to face her, the sheets draped between his legs as if she hadn’t been privy to what was beneath them moments ago. “Or perhaps they’re beyond sight,” he said, and ran a hand through long, light hair, pushing it back from his slim face. “The view from here is perfect,” she murmured, frowning. Lucan’s manor was on the outskirts of Gaet, the small city of Vlintlann that was home to the nobility and merchant class. The east window of his bedchamber had one of the best views of the kingdom. To the north, Annora could see the long carriageway curving round from the front entrance of the manor to the cobbled road that led to the royal castle — its sharp turrets spearing through mist like the teeth of beasts. To the south, past the gardens and a small stretch of woodland, were the mountains. The looming black rock surrounded most of Vlintlann, bar the stretch of land where the border with Coperlann and The Disputed laid. And to the east, in the distance, Annora could see the shimmering lights from the cramped streets of The Bowl, the town where those without riches in Vlintlann lived. Her old home, once upon a time. Scale
November 23, 2025 at 10:53 AM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
So excited to announce that I’m now represented by Lauren Gardner at @belllomaxmoreton.bsky.social!

Editors looking for a gothic romantasy with a unique twist on wyverns, a disabled FMC, lovers to enemies and a chosen one as the villain, watch out for SCALE coming soon... 👀
Annora Rainecourt would do anything for the boy she loves — the kingdom’s saviour — including defying her low-born status and the nobles who scorn her false arm to prove herself worthy. But on the eve of their wedding Lucan betrays her, and she can’t fathom why. So she escapes into the night, her life of sweet smiles and unfaltering loyalty shattered. Madoc Emery is running out of time. If he can’t repay the loan on his tavern, his crew — the only family he has — loses everything. So when a beautiful, intriguing maiden appears begging for help in exchange for payment, he jumps at the chance. Problem is, she wants revenge against the untouchable. The Prince’s favoured, and the man prophesied to restore magic to the realm thanks to his discovery of Scale, a weapon forged from wyvern hide. Still, Madoc’s desperate, and Annora impossible to deny, so they strike a deal. His crew will infiltrate Lucan’s empire, and tear him down. But when they uncover a horrifying truth at the heart of Scale, Annora is faced with a choice. Vengeance, or justice. And changing paths may just unravel her fragile bond with the misunderstood Madoc, and the prophecy her entire kingdom relies on. Most brides would think a storm on the eve of their wedding an omen, but for Annora Rainecourt it was the greatest blessing she could receive. Because a storm meant chance of a sighting. And what could be more thrilling than that? She scoured the skies as lightning flashed, illuminating the distant castle and the manor dwellings around it in a shock of monochrome clarity, and there — beyond the turrets — she saw her first of the night. Thin membrane, spindly tendon and bone, that unfathomable combination of sharp claws and curved edges, swiftly flying through slick rain and thick cloud until the darkness crowded in again and she lost it. Annora smiled to herself. They always liked storms. The wyverns.
November 6, 2025 at 5:02 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Betrayed on the eve of her wedding, Annora enlists charming criminal Madoc to enact her revenge, but when her quest unravels the truth of a trade in wyvern scale and a long awaited prophecy, Annora must choose between vengeance and justice.

#QuestPit #W #RF soon to be #AG + hopefully #OS in 2026!
Scale Annora Rainecourt would do anything for the boy she loves — the kingdom’s saviour — including defying her low-born status and the nobles who scorn her false arm to prove herself worthy. But on the eve of their wedding Lucan betrays her, and she can’t fathom why. So she escapes into the night, her life of sweet smiles and unfaltering loyalty shattered. Madoc Emery is running out of time. If he can’t repay the loan on his tavern, his crew — the only family he has — loses everything. So when a beautiful, intriguing maiden appears begging for help in exchange for payment, he jumps at the chance. Problem is, she wants revenge against the untouchable. The Prince’s favoured, and the man prophesied to restore magic to the realm thanks to his discovery of Scale, a weapon forged from wyvern hide. Still, Madoc’s desperate, and Annora impossible to deny, so they strike a deal. His crew will infiltrate Lucan’s empire, and tear him down. But when they uncover a horrifying truth at the heart of Scale, Annora is faced with a choice. Vengeance, or justice. And changing paths may just unravel her fragile bond with the misunderstood Madoc, and the prophecy her entire kingdom relies on. Comp titles: House of the Dragon, A Fate Forged in Fire, The Knight and the Moth, Throne of Glass, Six of Crows, A Tempest of Tea Most brides would think a storm on the eve of their wedding an omen, but for Annora Rainecourt it was the greatest blessing she could receive. Because a storm meant chance of a sighting. And what could be more thrilling than that? She scoured the skies as lightning flashed, illuminating the distant castle and the manor dwellings around it in a shock of monochrome clarity, and there — beyond the turrets — she saw her first of the night. Thin membrane, spindly tendon and bone, that unfathomable combination of sharp claws and curved edges, swiftly flying through slick rain and thick cloud until the darkness crowded in again and she lost it. Annora smiled to herself. They always liked storms. The wyverns. “They’re quiet tonight,” she said, staring out of the lancet window as rain lashed against the panes. Lucan rolled on the bed to face her, the sheets draped between his legs as if she hadn’t been privy to what was beneath them moments ago. “Or perhaps they’re beyond sight,” he said, and ran a hand through long, light hair, pushing it back from his slim face. “The view from here is perfect,” she murmured, frowning. Lucan’s manor was on the outskirts of Gaet, the small city of Vlintlann that was home to the nobility and merchant class. The east window of his bedchamber had one of the best views of the Kingdom. To the north, Annora could see the long carriageway curving round from the front entrance of the manor to the cobbled road that led to the royal castle — its sharp turrets spearing through mist like the teeth of beasts. To the south, past the gardens and small stretch of woodland were the mountains. The looming black rock surrounded the entirety of Vlintlann, bar the stretch of land where the castle sat. Beyond that was the border with Coperlann and The Disputed. And to the east, in the distance, the shimmering lights from the cramped streets of The Bowl, where those without riches in Vlintlann lived. Her old home, once upon a time.
November 5, 2025 at 5:42 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Introducing Scale 🐉

🖤 Gothic romantic fantasy
🖤 Disabled FMC
🖤 Quest for revenge
🖤 Lovers to enemies
🖤 Chosen one is the villain
🖤 Found family
🖤 Wyverns
🖤 Queernorm world
🖤 Multi POV
🖤 Found family
🖤 Vengeance vs Justice
🖤 Female rage

#QuestPit #RF #W soon to be #AG and hopefully #OS in 2026!
Annora Rainecourt would do anything for the boy she loves — the kingdom’s saviour — including defying her low-born status and the nobles who scorn her false arm to prove herself worthy. But on the eve of their wedding Lucan betrays her, and she can’t fathom why. So she escapes into the night, her life of sweet smiles and unfaltering loyalty shattered. Madoc Emery is running out of time. If he can’t repay the loan on his tavern, his crew — the only family he has — loses everything. So when a beautiful, intriguing maiden appears begging for help in exchange for payment, he jumps at the chance. Problem is, she wants revenge against the untouchable. The Prince’s favoured, and the man prophesied to restore magic to the realm thanks to his discovery of Scale, a weapon forged from wyvern hide. Still, Madoc’s desperate, and Annora impossible to deny, so they strike a deal. His crew will infiltrate Lucan’s empire, and tear him down. But when they uncover a horrifying truth at the heart of Scale, Annora is faced with a choice. Vengeance, or justice. And changing paths may just unravel her fragile bond with the misunderstood Madoc, and the prophecy her entire kingdom relies on. Comp titles: House of the Dragon, A Fate Forged in Fire, The Knight and the Moth, Throne of Glass, Six of Crows, A Tempest of Tea Most brides would think a storm on the eve of their wedding an omen, but for Annora Rainecourt it was the greatest blessing she could receive. Because a storm meant chance of a sighting. And what could be more thrilling than that? She scoured the skies as lightning flashed, illuminating the distant castle and the manor dwellings around it in a shock of monochrome clarity, and there — beyond the turrets — she saw her first of the night. Thin membrane, spindly tendon and bone, that unfathomable combination of sharp claws and curved edges, swiftly flying through slick rain and thick cloud until the darkness crowded in again and she lost it. Annora smiled to herself. They always liked storms. The wyverns. “They’re quiet tonight,” she said, staring out of the lancet window as rain lashed against the panes. Lucan rolled on the bed to face her, the sheets draped between his legs as if she hadn’t been privy to what was beneath them moments ago. “Or perhaps they’re beyond sight,” he said, and ran a hand through long, light hair, pushing it back from his slim face. “The view from here is perfect,” she murmured, frowning. Lucan’s manor was on the outskirts of Gaet, the small city of Vlintlann that was home to the nobility and merchant class. The east window of his bedchamber had one of the best views of the Kingdom. To the north, Annora could see the long carriageway curving round from the front entrance of the manor to the cobbled road that led to the royal castle — its sharp turrets spearing through mist like the teeth of beasts. To the south, past the gardens and small stretch of woodland were the mountains. The looming black rock surrounded the entirety of Vlintlann, bar the stretch of land where the castle sat. Beyond that was the border with Coperlann and The Disputed. And to the east, in the distance, the shimmering lights from the cramped streets of The Bowl, where those without riches in Vlintlann lived. Her old home, once upon a time.
November 5, 2025 at 4:38 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
When Annora's betrayed, she enlists the help of criminal Madoc to enact her revenge, but when her quest unravels the truth of a trade in wyvern scale and a long awaited prophecy, she must choose between vengeance and justice.

#QuestPit #RF #W soon to be #AG and hopefully #OS in 2026!
Annora Rainecourt would do anything for the boy she loves — the kingdom’s saviour — including defying her low-born status and the nobles who scorn her false arm to prove herself worthy. But on the eve of their wedding Lucan betrays her, and she can’t fathom why. So she escapes into the night, her life of sweet smiles and unfaltering loyalty shattered. Madoc Emery is running out of time. If he can’t repay the loan on his tavern, his crew — the only family he has — loses everything. So when a beautiful, intriguing maiden appears begging for help in exchange for payment, he jumps at the chance. Problem is, she wants revenge against the untouchable. The Prince’s favoured, and the man prophesied to restore magic to the realm thanks to his discovery of Scale, a weapon forged from wyvern hide. Still, Madoc’s desperate, and Annora impossible to deny, so they strike a deal. His crew will infiltrate Lucan’s empire, and tear him down. But when they uncover a horrifying truth at the heart of Scale, Annora is faced with a choice. Vengeance, or justice. And changing paths may just unravel her fragile bond with the misunderstood Madoc, and the prophecy her entire kingdom relies on. Comp titles: House of the Dragon, A Fate Forged in Fire, The Knight and the Moth, Throne of Glass, Six of Crows, A Tempest of Tea Most brides would think a storm on the eve of their wedding an omen, but for Annora Rainecourt it was the greatest blessing she could receive. Because a storm meant chance of a sighting. And what could be more thrilling than that? She scoured the skies as lightning flashed, illuminating the distant castle and the manor dwellings around it in a shock of monochrome clarity, and there — beyond the turrets — she saw her first of the night. Thin membrane, spindly tendon and bone, that unfathomable combination of sharp claws and curved edges, swiftly flying through slick rain and thick cloud until the darkness crowded in again and she lost it. Annora smiled to herself. They always liked storms. The wyverns. “They’re quiet tonight,” she said, staring out of the lancet window as rain lashed against the panes. Lucan rolled on the bed to face her, the sheets draped between his legs as if she hadn’t been privy to what was beneath them moments ago. “Or perhaps they’re beyond sight,” he said, and ran a hand through long, light hair, pushing it back from his slim face. “The view from here is perfect,” she murmured, frowning.
November 5, 2025 at 4:32 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Today has been a whirlwind. Good news hopefully coming very soon!
October 22, 2025 at 7:34 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
So excited that my query was picked at random for #RevPit #10Queries ! Excited for the 24th to hear the feedback 😀
reviseresub.bsky.social Revise & Resub @reviseresub.bsky.social · Oct 11
#RevPit #10Queries Winners have been drawn at random and assigned to editors (also at random), and emails went out to those whose submissions were selected.

Join us Oct 24 to get tons of helpful querying advice. Anyone can benefit from this feedback, even if you weren't selected or didn't enter
reviseresub.bsky.social Revise & Resub @reviseresub.bsky.social · Oct 11
Thank you everyone who entered! Our editors are eager to get their hands on these submissions. Keep an eye on this space, and don't forget to follow our editors for their #10Queries posts!
October 14, 2025 at 2:30 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
@reviseresub.bsky.social I just entered #RevPit #10Queries. Enter now for a chance to win free feedback on your query and 1st 5 pages :)
October 10, 2025 at 12:52 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
An #agentsguide for my forced proximity romantasy with Norse-inspired rune magic, queer rep, and a morally grey FMC.

#amquerying #romantasy #NA
Runelight Burning: torturous slow burn, inspiration from Norse mythology and ancient Rome, so much yearning, rune magic with four disciplines, she's the anti-hero, he's the moral compass, queernorm world Blurb: Tensions between mortals and the magic-wielding Àlfr are escalating across Hafvangr. Aelia, a mixed-blood smuggler, has no interest in choosing sides. She just wants to keep her business afloat and her father fed. But when a deal goes sideways, she unleashes a blaze of magic—Runelight—and puts herself centre stage. With a Runelight that echoes a forgotten power of the Sun Goddess, she marks herself as the key to unravelling an enchanted border between realms that’s stopping the mortal army marching. The mortal Emperor is determined to claim her as a weapon, so Aelia strikes a deal with Cahír, a mercenary tied to the road in search of a lost loved one. Cahír, a pure-blood Àlfr like the mother who abandoned her, is the last person Aelia wants to trust. But she needs the cold yet annoyingly principled magic-wielder to help her cross the border and disappear, and he needs coin to continue his search. Neither expects their alliance to spark something more. But as soldiers close in and war looms, Aelia must decide: to hide her magic beyond the border and abandon Cahír to his quest, or wield the Runelight she fears to stay with him on dangerous roads—and risk becoming a pawn in a war that was never hers to fight. It combines the intricate worldbuilding of A Fate Inked in Blood, with the slow-burn romance of The Knight and the Moth, and exploration of conflicted loyalties in Faebound. Excerpt: “Because you Àlfr are the picture of morality, right?” Fire swept through me and I let it consume my flesh and scorch my bones – vanquishing the rot inside as it went. Who was he to talk to me like this? “Banning us from your precious realm so we don’t taint your bloodlines. So us filthy mixed-bloods don’t dilute your Runelight. Bet that’s why you got paid so much for this job, huh? You couldn’t face protecting some Hálfr scum unless the compensation made it worth your while.” Venom-soaked laughter poured from me. “Don’t talk to me as if you’re any better than the rest of them.” My fire ignited a blaze in him. It caught in his eyes, someplace where the roots buried deep. “You don’t know anything about me,” he said, with a quiet intensity that stopped my breath. An inexplicable hurt I couldn’t shy away from. The wind howled, driving sheets of rain into the hollow. “Says the mercenary.” I hurled the insult at him to quiet the drumbeat of my heart, smashing against my rib cage. “Says the smuggler,” he bit back
October 3, 2025 at 9:27 AM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Spoiler alert. They're both grumpy and annoying.

He's cold but moral.
She's selfish (unless you're her ride or die, then she's loyal as f**k).

Obviously they have the hots for each other.

Currently querying. 3 fulls out.

#UnhingedPit #NA #F #R #Q
Tinder bio: Aelia, 26. Location: Gloriana, Halfr Quarter (obviously) Can get my hands on enchanted objects - for a price. Message me for deets. Hook ups ONLY. Must be good with your hands. Not interested in clingy losers. Tinder bio: Cahir, 118. Location none of your business. Mercenary. Not looking for anything serious. Actually, not looking for anything full stop. Don't message me.
September 23, 2025 at 12:48 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Updated #agentguide for Runelight Burning. Currently has 3 full requests out!

In a world where mortals and Àlfr, wielders of magic, are on the brink of war, a mixed-blood smuggler strikes a deal with a mercenary to steal herself across realms and prevent her magic becoming a weapon.
September 16, 2025 at 12:42 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Want something different to fae / vampires / werewolves?

Let me introduce you to Àlfr! Inspired by Norse Elves, Àlfr wield magic known as Runelight, and channel it through one of four runes, which grant them different abilities: strength, enchantment, healing or elemental creation.

#amquerying
September 15, 2025 at 11:56 AM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
3 fulls currently out in the world. Nervous to hear back is understatement! #amquerying #querytrenches #litagents
September 14, 2025 at 9:18 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
Introducing RUNELIGHT BURNING

A romantic high fantasy adventure set in a Norse and Roman inspired world, where a smuggler strikes a deal with a mercenary to steal herself across realms and prevent her rune magic becoming a weapon of war - if it doesn't consume her first.

#AgentsGuide #AmQuerying
September 5, 2025 at 6:59 PM
izzygraceauthor.bsky.social
#PosterPit was so much fun! Loved seeing all the posts and thank you everyone for the support on my #amquerying novel Runelight Burning!

Here are my pitches in case there are any #litagents still looking through the posts 😀

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izzygraceauthor.bsky.social Izzy Grace (is agented) @izzygraceauthor.bsky.social · Aug 16
SPARK OF THE EVERFLAME x THE CITY OF BRASS

Half-breed Aelia is forced to go on the run with a pure-blood mercenary, after revealing her powerful Runelight turns her into a hunted weapon for a war between realms

✨full ms with lit agent✨

#PosterPit #Q #F #R #NA #amquerying
A beam of light bursts from the silhouette of a woman. Title: Runelight Burning by Izzy Grace. Laurels: Forced proximity slow burn. Norse-inspired rune magic. Subverted chosen one trope. She's the anti-hero, he's the moral compass.
August 17, 2025 at 8:02 AM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
ajvanbelle.bsky.social
#PosterPit #AG #SF #A

150 years from now, a girl notices a boy living on the streets. She feeds him, teaches him, and eventually loves him.

35 years later, the girl is a criminal wanted by the interstellar military, and the boy is the veteran soldier sent to terminate her.
Movie poster with a woman holding a gun against a starry sky backdrop. Text: A Billion Paper Stars. Firefly meets Outlander in space. The galaxy’s not ready to meet Eleanor Close. "Beautiful." -a reader. A novel by Rhysling finalist A.J. Van Belle. Represented by Lauren Bieker of FinePrint Lit.
August 16, 2025 at 8:59 PM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
romancerunner.bsky.social
The only things waiting for her at the finish line will be a medal and a banana.

💗Sports romance
👟complete at 95k words
💗Whiskey Business x What Happens in Amsterdam

Trailer 🎶: Into You by Ariana Grande

#PosterPit #Q #R #A #C
Movie poster Picture: two people running Text: a Netflix original movie Tags: dual pov, run club meet cute, set in Amsterdam, workplace romance, Latinx rep Title: your pace or mine? Text: they say in your late twenties you’re either getting married or… training for a marathon Now querying
August 16, 2025 at 8:53 PM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
oopsanddaisies.bsky.social
After a teen discovers she can time travel & become Charlotte Corday, a French revolutionary known for killing Marat, she searches for a way to harness her powers to save her mom, all while combating a powerful order dedicated to ensuring people fulfill their destinies.
#PosterPit #Q #YA #HF #F
Poster Pit: Becoming Charlotte Corday, a YA Historical Fantasy by Liz SanFilippo Hall, inspired by the real life of the French revolutionary known in history for killing politician Marat
August 16, 2025 at 7:36 PM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
romancerunner.bsky.social
Drive to Survive x The Spanish Love Deception

High stakes on and off the race track 🏎️🏁

Trailer 🎶: Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift

#Posterpit #W #C #R #A
Movie poster with two pictures: one at the top of a female racing driver and one at the bottom of a man painting on a canvas. Text: Sofia Montenegro and Diego Castillo A fake dating formula one romance Title: All or Nothing Tags: dual pov, childhood enemies to lovers, fake dating, Latinx rep, bi rep, FMC F1 driver, they’re both really rich, lake Como, Sicily, Monaco Grand Prix, Dutch Grand Prix, Italian Grand Prix, British Grand Prix. Coming soon
August 16, 2025 at 7:51 PM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
naughtingwell.bsky.social
The poster for what I #AmWriting Avadiasumbra, formerly known as "The Duke & The (K)Night". A gentler touch... a former glimmer of hope in the world before.

Ysidro will never know of the world before the living Darkness, but the Duke knows. They were there once...

#PosterPit #W #Q #F #T #R #A #NA
A poster for AVADIASUMBRA (formerly known as "The Duke & The (K)NIGHT") with a more dramatic romantic flair. The background is a select focus of a mountain and valley. The movie style small text read: romance, thriller, subtle horror, action, historical fiction, Dark Souls x Duke of the North, agender main characters, own voices, adult, new adult, querying, work in progress, and monsters. Photo by Orest Sv on Pexels.
August 16, 2025 at 5:02 AM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
blakeseabourn.bsky.social
JADE CITY x A DARKER SHADE OF MAGIC

When his father is killed by a bloodline curse, the disowned heir to a blood-magic crime family has five days to reunite with his estranged siblings, find the murderer, and break the curse—before it kills them next.

#PosterPit #A #F #W
Welcome to a movie poster mock-up for my adult fantasy WIP, BLOOD BASTARDS. It features a handful of images set against a dark backdrop: blood on pavement, a dagger, three silhouettes striding down an alley, and a bloody hand holding a lit match. At the top of the poster, in place of actors' names, are some genre/story elements featured in the novel: "blood magic," "crime families," "murder mystery," and "sibling drama." Towards the bottom of the poster is a brief pitch for the story, which reads as follows: "When his father is killed by a bloodline curse, the disowned heir to a blood-magic crime family has five days to work with his estranged siblings, find the murderer, and break the curse—before it kills them too."
August 16, 2025 at 4:01 AM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
carlaggarcia.bsky.social
When saving the ocean means breaking every law of her kind, love might be the deadliest risk of all... or the thing that keeps the sea from burning #PosterPit #AG #F #R #YA
movie poster showing a mermaid's tale. book name is THE BURNING SEA by Carla G Garcia. out on submission now
August 16, 2025 at 4:17 PM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
darellecowley.bsky.social
Something wicked is waiting in the woods...

...and she's hungry.

#PosterPit #A #AG #F #WIP
A poster mock up with a forest background, howling wolf in shadows with text. Text reads: Political Intrigue One Horse Fairytale Retelling Found Family Stolen Magic Something wicked is waiting in the woods Best Howl, Riveting Spell Casting, Worst Timing Project Fairytale 90% Outlined
August 16, 2025 at 6:58 PM
Reposted by Izzy Grace (is agented)
kaylafoster.bsky.social
Last post for #posterpit

Soft MMC meets fierce FMC
Sentient oceans and a sentient house
Dangerous sirens that like to play with their food.

#posterpitw #a #c #f
August 16, 2025 at 7:02 PM