Dear Ms. Meadows,
I am sending a query letter to the response that you are currently accepting Young Adult novel proposals at this time.
Sarah Armstrong doesn’t know she’s going to die in two months, or that she's got an angel trying his damnedest to stop that from happening. She's too busy worrying about losing her scholarship to deal with the sudden interest from Wenham University's sullen, bad boy rocker, Caleb Smith.
Heaven’s law forbids renegade angel Caleb from interfering with humans, especially falling for one. But he can't help watching over Sarah or becoming her reluctant guardian. Never one to play by the rules, Caleb’s saving her life at every turn and leaving a calling card for Hell's demons and Heaven's Archangels to find him. After centuries of running from the fight, he's finally found something worth fighting for.
When a demon attacks them, Caleb is forced reveal his true self to protect Sarah. Now more than ever, Sarah must not only trust her heart to him, but her soul as well. But as their worlds’ collide with fiery passion, all Hell intends to break loose to capture the AWOL angel. The agents of both sides are hot on the trail, hunting not just Caleb but Sarah, too.
Filled with guitar hero angels, straight off the runway demons, bitchy co-eds, and a psychotic recluse, Broken is a completed 90,000 word young adult paranormal novel about forbidden love and second chances.
I have several poems published in anthologies, and during college I wrote for the University of Tennessee’s newspaper. I am a member of RWA and the online writing forum Romance Divas.
I would be happy to send you a synopsis and the beginning chapters for your consideration. Thank you for your time.
I freeze. Obsidian eyes glisten triumphantly inches from mine. A bitter taste accompanies the awful smell of him, something like burnt flesh, sweat and sulfur. I slow my ragged breath. Trapped like a caged bird, the first thought that enters my mind as I lay sprawled across the gravel lane. I glance at the old covered bridge only a few feet away. I know they can’t cross the water. With the fleeting thought that I could make it, I have run until my body is numb and my lungs ache. Any hope I have for my own life lays dashed beside me on the ground. My sanctuary, the bridge, looms before me just out of reach. My savior locked in Wenham University gym is behind me. I trust Caleb is safe. Luring the demon away has been my intention.
“I underestimated how brave you are. But he can’t save you now,” my assailant hisses with a deadly smile upon his lips.
I try to inch away. “I wasn’t worried about myself.” My voice shakes with the pain pulsating from my broken leg and dislocated shoulder.
“Even in your last moments, your thoughts are of him. How ironic.” His eyes sparkle and his voice ripples like silk.
My eyes flicker between the park on the right of me and the stream bed to the left. Deserted. Everyone gathers in the old gym for Fall Ball. Closing my eyes, I remember searing blues eyes and the reason for my bravery.