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Milo (he/xe) 🏳️‍⚧️ 🇨🇦 @milosometimes.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

"I was the last one on the bus. My brown leather suitcase knocked against my knees as it swayed from the bus’ movements. I could have put it in the compartment overhead, but I didn’t trust that the other passengers wouldn’t take it accidentally." #1stLinePit #WIP #A #H

A moodboard of 6 different pictures.
A boat sailing with seagulls around it.
A hand reaching up from the ocean.
A porthole looking out to the sea.
Deep underwater, squids are swarming around whale bones.
The inside of a fishing shack. Ropes and nets hang from the walls.
Evening at an old wharf. The dock is wooden, and looks worn down.
In the middle of the pictures is a ripped piece of paper with words on it. It reads: "From the Sea Fret"

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Michelle Sanchez @sanchezmm.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

FOURTH WING x SCORPIO RACES "I wince at the searing path it trails down my throat, but when the alcohol forces the knots in my neck to loosen, the restless thing inside me finally stops hammering against my mental walls." #1stlinepit #ya #romantasy #wip #agented

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Courtney Reece @courtneywrites.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

“I’m not a good person anymore.” #1stLinePit #A #P #T #OS (very soon!)

An Editor's Guide To
RIGHT WHERE YOU LEFT ME
80k Word Thriller
Agent: Najla Mamou

PITCH
When Sophie is brutally dumped, she begins dreaming of a life in the 1950s and hearing an unfamiliar voice in her head prodding her to seek revenge.
As terrible accidents begin to befall those closest to her, she can't help but wonder:
Is she possessed or just pissed?

From the time I was a child, I was taught to be agreeable.
Kind.
Quiet.
Showing emotions other than gratitude or cheerfulness was frowned upon. It was as if the adults knew that if little girls tapped into the frustration, the seething anger, the screaming resentment burrowing deep in our little chests before we could even articulate the injustices, the leering eyes, the condescension, and the double-standards feeding the flames, we would become too powerful.
So instead, they shamed us for our outbursts.
Told us we were out of control.
Hysterical.
Crazy.
Weak.
In return, we learned to control our fires, even as the men around us punched walls and screamed, exerting their emotions like powerful weapons to wield. But those sparks in our chests were never fully extinguished, and for some of us, they were left smouldering unattended while dangerous, mischievous kindling, carelessly strewn about, smiled as it caught flame.
EXCERPT

COMPS
right where you left me - bonus track
Taylor Swift
＜
trapped in the feelings of a
relationship that has ended
LISA
JEWELL
A NOVEL
NONE OF THIS IS TRUE
unrellable narrator
truth-bending
NOVEL
PAND
THEN
FELLN
ALIGIA
ELLIOTT
supernatural haureng
descent into madness

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Ayman Eckford @aymaneckford.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

#1stlinepit #T #S #C It’s tricky to write your autobiography when you are eighteen, in a language that is not your native one, but when they find out what I’ve done, I won't have another chance to tell my story. Maybe I’m a monster, but so are my victims. DEXTER & KITE RUNNER Mood

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Helena is querying and drafting @nethermagic.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

"The library rumbles in the aftermath of an explosion; it’s the third one this week. I know better than to worry about another student struggling to learn that the incantation leuk may set something alight instead of producing a light." —Bleeding Stars #RF #A #Q #1stLinePit

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FT Zahra @ftzahra.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Once upon a time, Safa’s mother warned her away from the forest with stories of jinn that kidnap wandering children, bears that crush the skulls of careless hikers, snowstorms that ravage the mountains without leaving any survivors. #1stlinepit #YA #SPEC #F

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Amy Oates is querying @oatesam.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

The Fork in the Road: "I've lost Bette’s scent. I close my eyes to focus and adapt. My nose itches as it flattens, tan fur growing over the skin and scratching my browbone. It’s dark and the street’s quiet; no one will see the change. " #1stLinePit #WIP #A #F #UF #writingcommunity

Moodboard for The Fork in the Road novel in progress, featuring the Appalachian mountains with birds flying over them on one side, and an open book, cozy blanked, and cup of hot cocoa with a spoon in it on the other. In the middle are graphics of a black feather and white magnolia flowers. The title appears on the left side, followed by the pitch: "Someone's kidnapping supernatural beings. Diane Brooks, human and owner of 'The Fork in the Road,' a magical coffee shop and bar, may be the only one who can save them.

Trope Map for The Fork in the Road, a novel in progress. Three images are stacked left to right - a coffee shop counter, a woman with a dark background in red light, and a burning forest. The title "Tropes" sits over the middle image, followed by a list of bullet point tropes: Multi-POV, Women's Rights & Women's Wrongs, Supernatural Kitchen Sink, Mostly queer cast, Mythology in present day, Sentient bar & coffee shop, Enemies to ???

A first page snippet from "The Fork in the Road," a novel in progress. Feathers are lined on the left side of the image, leading to a blue feather at the bottom. A blue text box sits in the middle, featuring text from the first page:
I've lost Bette’s scent.
I close my eyes to focus and adapt. My nose itches as it flattens, tan fur growing over the skin and scratching my browbone. It’s dark and the street’s quiet; no one will see the change. The smell of the city sharpens. Damp earth, muddy grass, and crowded bodies linger in the air. But I still can’t smell her. I twitch my nose and restore it to human form.
The storm that flooded the Appalachian foothills, causing mud slides and chasing me to her mother’s house didn’t cover Bette’s scent. That only happened recently.
Her kidnappers are sidhe, the type to steal a child for their own amusement. The rowan berries smashed on the lawn and the tang of lake reeds proved that. They led her through rivers and on trains to disguise their route, but Bette left clues, marking trees, posts, or whatever else she could find with a spot of blood. She must have bitten at a nail or the corner of her mouth to manage it.
That made it easier to follow their trail, despite being weeks behind. Until I reached Chicago.

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Rosie || R&Q Editing @rosie-j-potter.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Welcome to Tinsley Falls. Population: 5,608. Well, 5,609 now. Adelaide sighed as she drove past the wooden sign carved with the town’s iconic waterfall. Goodbye, life of exhilaration. Hello, boredom. #1stLinePit #OS #R #editors #onsub #onsubmission

Cozy hallmark vibes meets sabotage and suspense

The week before Christmas, failed restaurateur Adelaide returns to her small hometown fleeing her failures. She craves solitude and anonymity, but she’s quickly thrust to the forefront of rescuing the town’s Christmas feast.

To make matters worse, her secret college fling rolls into town putting her heart on thin ice. But her heart isn’t the only thing in trouble when an unknown grinch starts tampering with the festival prep. As the attacks become more personal, Adelaide fears that she’s the real target.

With a bull’s-eye on her back, Adelaide must do everything she can to stop this grinch and save not only Christmas, but herself and the man she’s desperate not to lose again.

blue background with snowy trees and border. Illustrated man in dress slacks a button up and a tie and a woman in a fancy executive chef's jacket and pants in the center.

Text: Jace, age 34, best friends brother, it’s always been you, they’re both in distress, secret college fling, surprise hometown reunion

Adelaide, age 36, second chances, she’s older (but not by much), temporary roommates, childhood friends to lovers, hardworking millennials, turkey gate.

On Sub now

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Hanna ✨ @hannita939.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

A twenty-gold bill, a parchment with a name on it, and a condom. That's what a half-smile has done for me tonight. #1stLinePit #amquerying my adult fantasy #agentguide

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Jayson Milton Bradshaw is QUERYING ADULT FANTASY @jaysonmbradshaw.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

"Syradessa's blade whined in the dark, a lone hiss of steel made to measure as she drew it from its sheath, then eased a step over the flagstones." #1stLinePit #Q #F #CMe

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Chantel is ON SUBMISSION ✨ @cpearsonwrites.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

A SONG TO DROWN RIVERS X WHEN THE MOON HATCHED There are three rules for provoking a Galah: never look into its hollow eyes, never speak your true name, and never, under any circumstances, let go. Fantasy retelling of SEA folklore ⚔️ So. Much. Yearning ⚔️Forbidden Love #Q #NA #YA #F #RF #1stLinePit

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Mara Lynn Johnstone @marlynnofmany.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Of all the things I expected to find under a hedge on an alien world, a rabbit didn’t even make the list. A SWIFT KICK TO THE THORAX #1stLinePit #A #SF #SP bsky.app/profile/marl...

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Rebecca Leigh @rebleighauthor.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

“The world is not kind to wanderers, Alexandria thought as she lay in her tomb.” #1stLinePit #Q #YA #HF

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K.D. Lohr @kdlohr.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

"The second sun crested the sky, and the forest smelled of death. There was a saying, in the mountains, that to walk carelessly through the woods was like attending a funeral; the acrid scent overwhelms, but wild flowers offer their condolences." #1stLinePit #SF #WIP #YA #CMe

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Berna is querying 🧿 @bernawrites.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

“Welcome to Sage Against The Machine, how can I hex you today?” a blonde woman with the most dazzling smile welcomed me as I strolled into my own property and my best friend’s old bookshop which, apparently, had become a witch’s den while I had been gone #1stLinePit #conwitchwip

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amarie is ✨ON SUB✨ @amariewrites.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Natasha’s laughter interrupts my words before I even finish the story. “He did what?” I roll my eyes and wait for her to catch her breath before continuing. “He brought his mother to the date,” I say, sipping from my polka-dotted coffee cup. #1stLinePit #OS #A #CON #R

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leahbauerwrites.bsky.social @leahbauerwrites.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Dead leaves break beneath her boots like brittle bones. They cover the forest floor, every branch above them bare save for the evergreens. No matter when she is summoned, those eternal fir trees remain unchanged. #1stLinePit #WIP #A #F #R #LGBT #CMe

a background image of gothic stonework and the title Every Demon Has Three Names. Log line: one to bind them, one to release them, and the one they choose for themselves. Adult Fantasy Romance. A collage of images:
candles glowing in glass jars, the words "every demon has three names", light streaming in through church windows and arches, dozens of open books, a human skull, dead leaves, rope, thorny branches, a person behind a sheer curtain backlit by the sun.

An opening excerpt from Every Demon Has Three Names: Dead leaves break beneath her boots like brittle bones. They cover the forest floor, every branch above them bare save for the evergreens. No matter when she is summoned, those eternal fir trees remain unchanged. Steadfast or stubborn? And between the two of them, the spruces and her, who will return to the earth first?
For everything one day must rot. Thankfully.
She continues to the edge of the woods and stops before the church entrance, glancing up at the round stained-glass window and its depiction of The Righteous beheading The Abomination. Her eyes catch on the scarlet drops of blood that cling to the blade; the triumphant grin on the man’s face as he holds the severed head aloft; the forlorn stare of green eyes empty of life. With a muttered curse, she tears her gaze away and shoves the door open—it hits the stone wall with a satisfying thud.
She may be bound, but she will not come meekly, a pet heeling for table scraps.
The human waits for her at the altar. What demand will they make? Will they tremble and struggle to say her name, or will they toss it out carelessly, as if it were theirs to do with as they please? The first are right to fear her and the second are fools.
With measured steps, she stalks down the carpeted nave, as if she has all the time in the world, as if her feet don’t burn with each pause between strides. She can’t ignore a summoning, but she damn well can make them wait for it.

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Danni Grace @dgracewrites.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

“Clustered in the chest of Kit Clearwood, there lived a beast.” Howl’s Moving Castle meets Brave in a steampunk setting. 💕 #1stLinePit #WIP #YA #F

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Keira.F.Jacobs @authorkeirafjacobs.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

A GOOD GIRL'S GUIDE TO MURDER x OUTER BANKS "The dew covering my shivering body and the stench of wet dirt is enough to tell me I'm alive. My arm is numb and pinned beneath my limp body. I'm shaking, but something warm is pressed against my side." #1stLinePit #ya #mystery #Q #querying

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Noga is in the query trenches!! @nogayourbroga.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

"Dear Miss Schechter, the letter started, and already my blood pressure began to climb." #1stLinePit #Q #T #HF

An agent's guide to The Telford Liar: a historical thriller by Noga Khen. This and subsequent slides have dark gray backgrounds with blocky white font. On this slide is a black and white photo of a drowning woman in a white nightgown.

The pitch for The Telford Liar:

It's 1945, and straight-A student Daniela Schechter should be a shoo-in for any university of her choosing. After her third rejection letter, however, Dani worries that the elite schools she dreams of attending refuse to sully their hands with yet another Jewish student.

Fueled by wartime rage and desperation for a top-tier education, she concocts a plan to sneak in under false pretenses. Dani crafts the identity of "Danielle Sheffield," the well-bred daughter of a recently deceased old money couple. With her newfound socialite status, she scores an interview, then enthusiastic acceptance, with Bonham College, an elite little ivy located in the small town of Telford, Pennsylvania.

The true challenge begins the second Dani steps into Bonham's hallowed halls. Her nosy classmates clamor to hear everything about her tragic life—her studies abroad, her club pursuits, her tragic orphaning. When the web of lies she recklessly spins tangles into gaping contradictions waiting to be discovered, her methods of silencing critics only add arson and murder to the grand list of felonies mucking up her rap sheet. As her friends grow more suspicious and her rivals more aggressive, Dani must find a way to cover up her crimes, lest she risk not only expulsion—but the electric chair.

Comps for The Telford Liar: Blood Over Bright Haven by M.L. Wang, Babel by R.F. Kuang, My Sister the Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite, Reader I Murdered Him by Betsy Cornwell, Wrath Becomes Her by Aden Polydoros, and Inglourious Basterds. At the top is the tagline: "Historical. Jewish. Vigilante. Killer."

A snippet from The Telford Liar. At the top is a grayscale photo of a burning building, and below that is the tagline, "Where studies meets sinister." The snippet itself reads:

I planted my foot firmly on his stomach, pushing another howl out of him, and looked at him. Looked down at him. Tilted my chin up and leveled my gaze, forcing him to look up at me. The heat of the rapidly-spreading fire tickled my bare back.
“My people,” I said, weighing each word before dropping it like a stone at his face, “have faced two thousand years of slaughter and subjugation.” With a tut, I cocked my head, shrugging my shoulders in false pity and bringing my right arm up again.
“Your turn.”

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Lizz Henke @catladylovesbooks.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

I was trained to be a monster in battle and a lady in court. When blades locked, a frenzy overtook me, and I became what people feared—the Viper. 👑 Court politics 🗡️ A dagger wielding princess 🤔 Witty banter 🌶️ A playboy prince 🐦‍⬛ Dangerous cult uprisings 🛑NO TURNING BACK #1stLinePit #Q #F #RF #YA

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Max is ✨querying✨ @mtaylorauthor.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

It was only quiet in the Thornewood on execution days. HEARTLESS HUNTER x WHERE THE DARK STANDS STILL #Q #YA #F #UF #1stLinePit #writingcommunity

To save her realm and her people from extinction, lone Dryad, Eryna, must hide amongst human high society and play their twisted party games to take back the magic that was stolen from her land.

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Jay Blundell @jayblundell.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

The ballroom was bright and over-hot, and full of chatter like birdsong. Rill had found a blessedly quiet corner of the mezzanine - not avoiding conversation, but out of the main currents. He swirled his drink and nodded to a passing courtier, squashing a pang of guilt. #1stLinePit #WIP #A #F

A moodboard of 8 images. A brunet young man with his head tipped back and eyes closed, colourful blue tiles. A brocade jacket, wooden bars. A wave on the sand with a set of footprints. A rope knot. A sailing ship. A bearded man's face.

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Carmen DaVinleam @carmendavinleam.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

#Q #YA #RF #1stLinePit We run through the forest; the full moon is the only light we need. We know where we are going. A small group of warriors ready to take down the would-be usurper and all who protect him. (my 8am post that I didn't click post on 😅)

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Kala is ✨️querying✨️ & ✍️🏽something 💫new💫 @kpbooksnstuff.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

When she hears the footsteps behind her, she doesn't rise from the lounger or turn her head. Just rolls her eyes and takes another gulp of wine. 'I told you to leave,' she slurs. 'There's nothing more to say.' 'I've plenty to say.' Her head whips round then. She smiles. #1stLinePit #Q #A #R #S

Page 1 - An Agent's Guide to Careless Whispers, Romantic Suspense, and piece of dialogue: '...our very own Greek tragedy,' says Troy. 'It has it all. Sex, money, adultery. Even - if you believe the rumours - murder.'
Photo alongside it is a of a woman's pressing finger to her lips signifying secrecy.

Page 2 - The Pitch with a blurred photo of a drowned woman alongside it.
She's always tried to do the 'right thing', but when a death becomes a suspected murder, a PR exec must decide how far she'll go to protect the people she loves. They all have a motive. Especially the dead woman's husband, the man she's in love with.

Page 3 - Photo of a man alongside a snippet.
SNIPPET -

An unpleasant smile warps his face. He steps closer and leans forward as if they're conspirators. His voice is low and soft, the words a sneer. 'I'm guessing you've not been fighting him off.'
It's hard to breathe. He's too close, his breath on her skin smoky with whisky and cigarettes. She fights the urge to thrust him away. 'No,' she says in a hard voice. 'But then he's not you.'
His head snaps back. The dull flush in his cheeks is evident even in the gloom. 'And you,' he says nastily, 'are not Rianna.'
She gives a humourless laugh. 'From what I gather, that's not a bad thing.'
'He better not hear you say that. He loved her, you know.'

Page 4 has Tropes & Themes - du Maurier's Rebecca vibes; Found family; Loss; Slow burn romance; Obsession; Unrequited love; Secrets; Betrayal; Murder

And The Comps – Nanny Wanted by Lizzy Barber, End of Story by AJ Finn, The Perfect Couple by Elin Hilderbrand, Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier and the Sky Atlantic series Riviera

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Samantha is AGENTED 🖤🕯️ @samcrouchbooks.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

“As the Mistress of Ceremonies glided through the sea of performers, Thalia Rathmore could do nothing but silently beg her to suspend tonight’s show.” 🎪☠️🖤✨🏰 #1stLinePit #YA #WIP #F

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Alexis ☕ is querying @abookishchai.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

"For the first time in ten years, Beatrice’s dad had a date tonight." 🌻YA Contemporary Romance w/ Speculative Elements 🌻Working Class Daughter X Actor's Son 🌻Found Family, Girls Support Girls 🌻Real Teen Issues: Bullying, Fitting In, Grief #1stlinepit #WIP #YA #Romance #amrevising

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Loren 🦇 FORMERLY CIRCUSLOLLIPOP @vesperanth.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

SILVER UNDER NIGHTFALL x THE SPIRIT BARES ITS TEETH "If anyone were to ever ask me what it was like to drink human blood, I would first advise them against doing so with five loaded crossbows pointed directly at their head." #1stLinePit #A #F #EverdarkWIP

Purple gothic themed moodboard featuring pictures of bats, forests, and shadow magic

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Alice Lyon @dnw.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

🏙 INVISIBLE LIFE OF ADDIE LARUE x UNMAKING OF JUNE FARROW 🪦 “Death was a nuisance, but Harper wouldn’t know that until her commute home.” Twenty years ago, Harper accidentally lost away her soul to a demon. Now, she has 7 days to sacrifice someone else, or die for good. #C #A #F #CON #1stLinePit

A foggy New York City with the words:
The Last Seven Days of Harper Balan
Demon has my soul. seven days to pick someone to die. what now?
Complete at 85,000 words
contemporary fantasy
Romanian folklore
Demons
Queer FMC
Neurodivergent FMC

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Jax Devora (is writing) @jaxdevora.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Mick Martin was halfway through writing the words “coq au vin” when an eight-foot-tall rock golem rampaged after a rooster down the street just beyond the terrace of his family’s café. #1stLinePit #WIP #NA #F #R

Moodboard of eight images.
Top left: A figure plays a violin in a dark room. The image is shot in such a way that only the violin and one of the player's hands is visible.
Center left: A man stands in darkness; his head is on fire.
Bottom left: A wireframe of a dragon against a bright orange background
Top/mid center: Alphonse Mucha's Emerald, featuring a woman staring intensely at the viewer as she leans against the head of a snarling serpent. A white line is drawn straight through the image to neatly divide the woman's head from the serpent's.
Bottom center: The Lovers, from the Art Nouveau Tarot deck, featuring a couple just about to kiss. The card is lying on a white space, surrounded by red/white roses.
Top right: A figure in white robes wanders through a very green forest.
Center right: A bolt of lightning arcs above a mountain range in a very violet sky.
Bottom right: A black hole swirls in a sea of violet stars and nebulae.

When magicless Mick agrees to go adventuring with his mage best friend (and crush) Eleanor, the last thing he expects is to be stuck a dragon and bound to the gods' dead adversary. Now he and Eleanor must restore Mick's humanity, before his existence triggers a war.

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Jayme L. Peck is writing & revisioning! 🤖💥🚀 @jaymemedinapeck.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Vance grabbed the alumisteel railing surrounding the viewport and peered deeper into the void of space. FALLING IN THE DARK The Expanse X Firefly X The Murderbot Diaries #1stLinePit #Q #A #SF #agentGuide below

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🫜Prof Emily🫜 @professoremily.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Mireia gazed down at her father's body, swaddled in white linen on the deck of the funeral barge, and she felt nothing. 🎂Coming-of-age 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨Nontoxic M/F Romance 🌊Chaos Girl+☀️Sunshine Boy 🔥Slowburn Friends2Lovers 👑Fantasy Politics 💎Magic Crystals 👀Part 1/3 #1stLinePit #Q #YA #F

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Prof Emily (@professoremily.bsky.social)

THE GODS OF ATLANTIS ATLA x The Selection When Mireia is chosen as the new avatar of the sea goddess, her simple life is upended. Now she & her alleged true love, the boy chosen as the sun god, must…

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Chase Grayson is Agented🌙 @adropofmagick.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

The rain made it easier to rob his grave. ONE DARK WINDOW x IMMORTAL DARK #1stLinePit #Q #YA #F

A Memory of Moonkissed Malice
Villain Era Protag
Frenemies to Lovers
Queendoms
Found Family
Fantasy Dark Academia
Vampires
Feminine Rage
Corrupted Moon Magic

The Pitch
18-year-old Alyss Veylas wishes to attend Nocturne Collegiate for one reason—revenge. Five long years after her sister was murdered by the school’s guardian, she finally gets that chance. Armed with a Moon Fragment granting memory magic, and the aid of her ex and his new girlfriend, Alyss must confront the woman who took away the person she loved most.

Chapter One
The rain made it easier to rob his grave.
My shovel carved through the sodden earth, the water contorting into murky veins around its edge. Desperation drove each labored thrust, the burning ache in my muscles but an afterthought to the prize that lied in wait. Even the Valera Forest held its breath; the fog thick enough to smother the night’s whispers. All was silent save for the spilling of soil under the deluge that drenched us.
Us.
As I lifted my gaze to the boy standing across from me, I found that word had lost all semblance of warmth.

For Fans Of...

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Eliwood S(pooky) Ghost @eliwoodsgheist.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Edie Grayson, 15 years old, was of average height and a thick build, with curly hair and bright brown eyes. She liked music, fantasy novels, and the articles in National Geographic. #1stLinePit #A #F #H #Q

A graphic over an ocean that reads Edie Grayson has to balance building a relationship with her estranged father, falling in love with a local boy, and deciding which scary stories about Bludeye Beach might actually be true. Just remember: No one walks home alone at night.

A collage of six images and a few text bubbles. The images are: 1) a smiling girl with big red X's over her eyes 2) A view from inside a cave looking out at the ocean. 3) A cliff overlooking the ocean. 4) A distant view of a road through trees. 5) The silhouette of a girl standing in front of a bright green light. 6) A black and white image of a hand covered in unidentified black substance, with the word help written over it. The first text box reads "Something is wrong in" and leads to a big word graphic over the entire poster reading "Bludeye Beach". The other text bubbles read "Is something out there", "Never walk home alone at night", and "Cat, Manny, Milo...what do they know?"

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AUG!! @itsaug.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Item #: Entity 1105 Object Class: Corruption Special Containment Procedures: Subject has not yet been detained. Its skin is a sickly, mottled gray, covered in jagged, angular markings that constantly shift and pulse like corrupted data. #1stLinePit #WIP #YA #H #P #T

Mood board for Glitch! In Reality. This moodboard consists of spooky forest imagery, monsters from the shadows, werewolves, evidence tapes, files, someone wearing combat gear with lasers, and a mostly green, brown and black color scheme.

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Kelly Crescenzo @kcresc12.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

FROM BLOOD AND ASH x SPARK OF THE EVERFLAME THE QUEEN IS RISING Stories are pretty, but the truth is real and full of pain. #1stLinePit #Q #A #RF

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Katy Townes @katyreadsromance.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

ALL IN ON LOVE ♥️♠️♦️♣️ The email lands in my inbox with a literal ping and a metaphorical thud. I close my eyes and force a deep inhale, sending a deliberate signal to my nervous system that I’m not defending myself from a saber-toothed tiger. I’m just opening an email. #1stlinepit #a #r #q

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Natalie is ✨ writing a new thing✨ @natalielouise83.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

All morning Morton Sinclair had watched the tempest rage outside his window, the rain hurling itself in sheets against the glass with such savagery he feared it might break.’ #1stLinePit #C #HF #A

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Samuel Clark @samuelclark3.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

#1stLinePit #A #UF #H #Q The Gare Du Burgándy was filled with people, men, women, boys and girls, all had suitcases and bundles of clothes, all the worldly possessions they could carry. War had been declared.

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Dawn Berkoski @dawnberkoski.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

“The company had become his pride and joy, malleable to his command.” I AM Chosen by Dawn Berkoski PITCH: Alex, a power-hungry CEO penned in by corporate vampires, meets an orphaned bartender who helps him get the fangs to fight back. #1stlinepit #PR #A #Q BlueBloods x Yakuza

Several photos are shown in this Moodboard for I Am Chosen, a paranormal romance written by Dawn Berkoski. From the top left, a glass of aged scotch surrounded by butterscotch candies, a CEO standing in a high rise office, staring out a window, a giant hotel clock surrounded by Christmas decor, a photo of art depicting demons rising from hell, a sunset with black, billowy clouds hovering over an orange stripe, a dirty cement staircase near a darkened entrance, and the city of London as viewed from the river. Photography, except the man, by Dawn Berkoski

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Katie Collan @kancollan.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

LEGENDBORN X AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER The wind has only spoken to me once in my life. #Q #YA #F #Jewish #1stLinePit

A title card with the text "An Agent's Guide to THE WINDWALKER - Katie Collan - young adult urban fantasy 105,000 words" over a person with a red cloak standing in the middle of a grassy field.

Pitch: "When fighters start disappearing from an underground tournament, a sixteen-year-old participant with wind powers must uncover the tournament's secrets before she loses a match and shares their fate."

A mood board featuring eight panels with a corresponding color palette in the center, as well as the caption, "Believe in the wind and you'll prevail." From left to right, top to bottom: fire burning down a building; ocean water; the sky above the clouds; a cracked, rocky ground; a red-haired girl in a red cloak with glowing white eyes, holding a dagger hilt with a transparent blade made of air; a skyline view of nighttime Manhattan; a NYC subway track; a boxing ring that depicts two people practicing punches beyond the ropes.

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Gert Ramm 🦋 @rammwriter.bsky.social · 17/03/2025

Slow Horses x Dark Matter When an intelligence agent is framed for the UK's role in a temporal disaster, he must clear his name and seal a lethal time rift - before a Russian spy from the future gets everyone killed. #A #T #SF #PopUpPitA #PopUpPit #LuckyPit #litagents #agentguide 🦋

Dark blue background with time-delay image of the night-time stars. They resemble a tunnel. Text reads:

An agent's guide to:

Out of Time
By Gert Ramm
Espionage/time travel/Thriller

Images from Pixabay.

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1972 has been a rough year for intelligence officer Eddie Fletcher, and it’s only January.

First he discovers the Cold War is really about time travel, then he’s framed for the UK’s role in a temporal disaster.

Sealing a lethal time rift is the only way to clear his name - much easier said than done when he’s being hunted by the British government.

Then there's a Russian spy on a mission so vital he’s travelled from 1997 to complete it.

Pitch:

Slow Horses X Time Travel

Images from Pixabay.

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Comps:
Slough House Series (Mick Herron)
Wrong Place, Wrong Time (Gillian McAllister)
Four Minutes (Brian Andrews/Jeff Wilson)
Dark Matter (Blake Crouch)

TV Comps:
The Ipress File
Day of the Jackal
Life on Mars
Callan

Images from Pixabay

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 🍃 @charscrawls.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

🎸 daisy jones x knives out 🗡️ “it begins with a murmur drifting upon the wind.” seven suspects. one the killer of renowned rock star sam corvi. but who? only they can tell you #1stLinePit #A #LF #M (almost) #Q

a moodboard detailing nine images related to my book ALL THE DEVILS aka devilswip. in order from right to left they are: london notably the landmark big ben, a band performing on stage, a sheet of music, a record store, the silhouette of a rockstar, some musical instruments scattered on a bed, two men running, a pile of evidence and finally a hand holding a cigarette

the first pages of ALL THE DEVILS:

prelude
21st august 2016

it begins with a murmur drifting upon the wind.
at first, it’s small—unnoticeable, but soon that murmur, that slick sliver of sound that could one day change the world reaches humankind and becomes a hurricane—an untamed clamour among the silence. it ripples. it taunts. It waltzes upon the breeze like the destructive force it is and, in the end, is unstoppable. It cannot be contained. It’s there forever, a permanent echo in a vacuum, a scratch on a record, a soundbite of time. today, the murmur begins its devastating dance outside a block of flats overlooking the river thames. a white flurry of forlorn forensics leave the building with disbelief carved onto their weary faces. an unsettling stillness suffuses the space as the murmur passes from person to person.
it’s him, rumbles the murmur. it’s sam corvi. he’s dead.

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krys plummer is revising *again* @krysplummer.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Art found another note. She sat in the iron chair of her favorite neighborhood restaurant, rifling through her purse to grab money to pay for her lunch, and froze as she registered the folded up sheet now buried there. #1stLinePit #YA #NA #C #Q #F #Agentsguide

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Suliya is querying @suliya.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

Dead animals cried in the streets of Katunga, capital city of Kayar empire. Tadese (my older sister), and I snuck out of the Afin, palace of the Lafin. We followed the sounds until we arrived at the justice quarters at Oja’ba, the Lafin’s market. #1stLinePit #YA #A #F #C

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