Title: Bones of the Rabbit
Word Count: 88,000
Genre: YA High Fantasy
Born into a seafaring society where families fight mainlanders and each other for the advantage of an ocean kingdom, eighteen-year-old Uriel Edan must navigate a dangerous course to ensure her family’s—and possibly her kingdom’s—survival.
Uriel’s reputation prevents her from realizing her legacy. Her father—one of the most powerful lords on the sea--blames her for the deaths of his wife and son, her would-be crew believes she carries an entropy curse that will bring them to an early ocean grave, and the remaining lords either shun her or want her dead.
When her father ships her off for a political marriage with Askeladden Nyström, a powerful man Uriel’s never met, she’s certain she’s being cast aside. To her surprise, Askeladden is charming, kind, and she finds herself falling in love.
But when she discovers Askeladden’s plan to destroy the sea lords—a plan he says is necessary to stop their kingdom from decaying—Uriel’s sense of loyalty and duty compels her to warn the other lords. Once Uriel’s choice is made, she finds herself in treacherous waters where every man anticipates her betrayal and a single misstep can mean the difference between dying at the hands of her enemies or dying at the hands of her allies.
First 250 Words:
As my captor forced me to his master, I at least had the grim satisfaction that I’d put up a hell of a fight before going down. The bag coveringmy eyes didn’t stop me from guessing where I was headed, and when I was pushed down on the coarse floorboard, the rocking beneath me confirmed my suspicions. A warship. My father’s warship to be exact.
From across the cabin, I heard his voice. “It took all this?” He sounded the same as he had six months ago; indifferent and disapproving.
My captor said, “She’s not one to come quietly.”
Footsteps retreated until a door slammed shut. I swallowed as the sack was lifted from my head, blinking away at the lights of myfather’s quarters.
Jorah Edan stared at me with more fury than any storm. Father like daughter, I gave him the same look back.
Finally, he spoke, “Well?”
I observed him. “You’ve grown bald.”
My father sat down on his berth with a huff. The bed creaked and groaned; it was older than both of us combined. “Six months. Six months and all you can say is I’ve grown bald?”
“It was on my mind,” I said, pulling at the bindings on my wrist. He noticed, but made no effort to untie me. I wished the man who caught me hadn’t taken my dagger. The ivory-handled weapon sat by my father’s side for the moment, still in its sheath. A bit of dried blood colored the brown leather, I smirked at that.
Entry Nickname: Tiara Thief
Title: Prom, Magic, and Other Man Made Disasters
Word Count: 95,000
Genre: YA Fantasy
Before Tessa can confess her feelings to her long time crush, he beats her to the punch and confesses his love—for her best friend, Maria. Down the crush of her dreams and her stag wingman for prom, Tessa’s on the prowl to make it a night to remember, and for more than the humiliation. Desperate to not be the only dateless girl at the prom in Small Town USA, she asks the new guy. Sean hasn’t been in town long, and his inability to reliably dodge traffic makes him a dubious choice at best, but desperate times call for desperate dates.
To make matters awkward, Maria insists on double dating for the pre-prom dinner. But when a wizard mistakes Maria for Tessa and kidnaps Maria, things go from jealous to deadly before the cummerbunds hit the floor. The wizard thinks Maria is a powerful mage whose blood will help him conquer his world, but he’s got the wrong girl. His mistake won’t make Maria any less dead, and Tessa is not about to sit by while some whack-job villain from another dimension murders her best friend. As luck would have it, Sean knows how to get to the wizard’s home. Now Tessa’s going to jump down the rabbit hole to save her best friend or burn the wizard’s magical world to the ground trying.
But Sean might not be as helpful as Tessa hopes. He’s the wizard’s son, and Tessa is the one the wizard really wants.
Without a doubt, the most dastardly piece of literature was the love letter. Something so light shouldn’t carry so much weight. My letter wasn’t ready, but who was I kidding? It wouldn’t matter how perfect the lettering was. Either there was a connection, or there wasn’t. He just had to have the same feelings. I’d been wearing nothing but skirts and cute sandals since March. And this wasn’t entirely out of the blue: Jason Garvie had kissed me.
As I made my way down the bleachers, he looked up at me. My heart jumped, and he smiled, a real, genuine smile.
I could die from relief. He did feel the same way. He was just playing it cool. He held his hand to the side of his head like a phone and mouthed the words, We need to talk.
Blood rushed in my ears drowning out everything, and my toe caught the edge of a seat. I stumbled to keep from falling. His cheeks dimpled as his smile deepened.
Hold it together, Tessa. Weeks of carefully wearing dresses and keeping my hair perfect, and all of it was about to pay off. How could that smile be anything but hidden love? And just before prom too!
“Can we talk?” he asked when I was closer.
Sound casual, Tessa. You can do this. Cas-uuuu-aaall.
“Sure.” Oh crap, was that too casual. Damn it all, why is talking so littered with social pitfalls? “I mean yes. Talking would be good. Uh—here?”