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Rebecca I.O
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Aspiring author studying to be a teacher in religious studies, now in the query trenches with my adult fantasy with romance inspired by the Norse myth 'The Wild Hunt' and The Handmaid's Tale. Love all things books, horses, and nature!🌲🌿
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Their first breeding project failed. Their impending extinction nears. To prove her life wasn't a mistake, Astrid volunteers to execute a ritual. But the fate of her obedience is revealed, forcing her to choose between enslaving the earth or risking the wrath of the gods.
#Q #A #F #Hopepit #HopePunk
A moodboard with different pictures of the setting (forest, armies, colorful houses with a dooming sky), the main character (a red-head horse lover inspired by Sansa Stark from Game of Thrones), and the vibe (the handmaid’s tale and a kneeling woman with a torn dress). On the bottom right, a quote from the book reads: “Females were viewed first and foremost as mothers. Either watched upon with the expectation of conceiving, or a mother who had fulfilled their duty. But mothers all the same.But I refused to be reduced to my ability to bear a child when I was capable of so much more.” A dark background with vines. A quote from the book, read: “Even though they were valued like fucking livestock, they knew their own worth. They never saw themselves as prey. So I became the next best thing.” A full-blown grin spread over my face that made my cheeks hurt. “A fucking villain. Because I’ll be damned if I lower myself to a male’s standard, god or not.”
November 9, 2025 at 2:04 PM
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In a world where their faltering fertility ensues extinction, obeying orders has never been more vital. Or so the gods say.

🥀⚔️🪾🌲

A FATE INKED IN BLOOD x SERVANT OF EARTH.

#HopePit #HopePunk #F #A #Q
Background with dark green vines. Text in white in the middle: “An agents guide to Wilted Fate, adult fantasy with romance, 108.000 words” Background with dark green vines. Header: The Pitch, followed by two pictures. The first one of several women with white large bonnets and red capes, taken from the series The Handmaid’s Tale, and next to it is a picture of the myth The Wild Hunt from Norse mythology. On top of both pictures is text: The Handmaid’s Tale meets Norse mythology. Below is the pitch, which says: “Extinction is the inevitable next step. Their first breeding project failed, and now Astrid would do anything to prove her worth to the gods, even perform a damaging ritual to incite magic to the earth again. But the earth retaliates by showing the consequences of her blind obedience. But should she fail, the gods are desperate enough to take action again to restore their population. Only, they won’t ask this time.” Background with dark green vines. Header: Excerpt from the prologue called The Slave. “The Slave had never known peace. She had tried to find it, though. Through compliance. Silence. By fitting neatly into expectations and holding her tongue. But being a female was not only a menial experience. It was also violent. Vicious. It was a war started against her and the other females in the room, bound by invisible chains to their beds. As they waited in compliance, silence, for a name to be called. And hoping that name wasn’t their own. But war never knew peace. War only knew wrath. The fragile light that seeped in from the windows slowly unveiled the terror of dawn. And with it, muffled sobs filled the room. But even if the Slave wasn’t grieving, she didn’t blame the females for it. It was easier to lean into the soft embrace of sorrow than to turn to the violent claws of fury. To lose hope, because there was none. The Slave had never known peace. Until she found the blissful reprieve of rage in this proclaimed war, something she’d never allowed herself to feel. Until now. Background with dark green vines. Header: Comparative titles in the middle of the picture. Above it the text reads: The Norse lore and the slow-burn romance in “A fate inked in blood”. Below it, the text reads: The unyielding FMC and the dismantling of societal structures in “The servant of earth”.
November 9, 2025 at 7:27 AM
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⚔️Survival guide: Berserk edition⚔️

1. Don’t bring up the breeding project you were born in. If knives don’t start flying, fists will.
2. Speaking of knives, don't throw one at your superior.
3. Speaking of superior, don’t poke the wolf. Even with puppy jokes.

#Q #A #RF #QuestPit
Background with orange small flowers in a green bush. Header reads Wilted Fate (title of book). Above, a quote from the book reads: “What a poisonous flower you are, Eldarós.” At the bottom, a spotify code is embedded.
November 6, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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Their first breeding project failed. Their impending extinction nears. To prove her life wasn't a mistake, Astrid volunteers to execute a ritual. But the fate of her obedience is revealed, forcing her to choose between enslaving the earth or risking the wrath of the gods.
🥀⚔🪾🌲

#Q #A #RF #QuestPit
A moodboard with different pictures of the setting (forest, armies, colorful houses with a dooming sky), the main character (a red-head horse lover inspired by Sansa Stark from Game of Thrones), and the vibe (the handmaid’s tale and a kneeling woman with a torn dress). On the bottom right, a quote from the book reads: “Females were viewed first and foremost as mothers. Either watched upon with the expectation of conceiving, or a mother who had fulfilled their duty. But mothers all the same.But I refused to be reduced to my ability to bear a child when I was capable of so much more.” A dark background with vines. A quote from the book, read: “Even though they were valued like fucking livestock, they knew their own worth. They never saw themselves as prey. So I became the next best thing.” A full-blown grin spread over my face that made my cheeks hurt. “A fucking villain. Because I’ll be damned if I lower myself to a male’s standard, god or not.”
November 5, 2025 at 8:54 PM
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HANDMAID’S TALE MEETS NORSE MYTHOLOGY?

And a pushover with anger issues that has been bred to save them all from extinction?

Say no more.

🥀FMC bred to lead
🥀Diminishing magic
🥀Found family
🥀Female rage

#Q #A #RF #QuestPit
A dark background of a forest. In the middle, the title of the book “Wilted Fate” is written. From it, arrows point out to themes. They read: The Handmaid’s Tale meets Norse mythology, Adult fantasy with romance, Enemies to lovers, Mythology based, and the comparative titles A fate inked in blood x Servant of earth.
November 5, 2025 at 4:59 PM
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In a world where their faltering fertility ensues extinction, obeying orders has never been more vital. Or so the gods say. A FATE INKED IN BLOOD x SERVANT OF EARTH. #Q #A #RF #QuestPit
Background with dark green vines. Text in white in the middle: “An agents guide to Wilted Fate, adult fantasy with romance, 108.000 words” Background with dark green vines. Header: The Pitch, followed by two pictures. The first one of several women with white large bonnets and red capes, taken from the series The Handmaid’s Tale, and next to it is a picture of the myth The Wild Hunt from Norse mythology. On top of both pictures is text: The Handmaid’s Tale meets Norse mythology. Below is the pitch, which says: Extinction is the inevitable next step. Their first, volitional breeding project, where Astrid was born, failed, and now she’s adamant to prove her worth to the gods. Even performing a damaging ritual to incite magic in the earth again. But the earth retaliates by revealing the consequences of her blind obedience. But should she fail to perform the ritual, the gods are desperate enough to take action again to restore their population. Only, they won’t ask this time. Background with dark green vines. Header: Excerpt from the prologue called The Slave. “The Slave had never known peace. She had tried to find it, though. Through compliance. Silence. By fitting neatly into expectations and holding her tongue. But being a female was not only a menial experience. It was also violent. Vicious. It was a war started against her and the other females in the room, bound by invisible chains to their beds. As they waited in compliance, silence, for a name to be called. And hoping that name wasn’t their own. But war never knew peace. War only knew wrath. The fragile light that seeped in from the windows slowly unveiled the terror of dawn. And with it, muffled sobs filled the room. But even if the Slave wasn’t grieving, she didn’t blame the females for it. It was easier to lean into the soft embrace of sorrow than to turn to the violent claws of fury. To lose hope, because there was none. The Slave had never known peace. Until she found the blissful reprieve of rage in this proclaimed war, something she’d never allowed herself to feel. Until now. Background with dark green vines. Header: Comparative titles in the middle of the picture. Above it the text reads: The Norse lore and the slow-burn romance in “A fate inked in blood”. Below it the text reads: The unyielding FMC and The dismantling of societal structures in “The servant of earth”.
November 5, 2025 at 1:55 PM