24 Query Contest

Dear Ms. Meadows,

I am seeking publication for my first novel, a completed urban fantasy of approximately 70,000 words. It is my hope that my work would be a good fit for Rappaport Agency and that my submission is up to both your and Kippy's standards.

Try being hunted for a day. Know that every minute of every day, there is that something about you that awakens predators of every kind. Know that the predators will single out and pick you. Face the fear and know how strong a person must be to survive to see every new day.

In a world where the supernatural is hidden by the veneer of human disbelief, Aine was raised in the melting pot of human cultures where she could grow up free of the stigma of half breed. However, power calls to power. Darkness picks her out and hunts her. Aine's dormant magic roars into life, saving her and making her known to the legends from both sides of her heritage. Aine will travel from the new world to the world of faery. From there she will chase objects of myth and magic around the world as her father did before her. Her travels will take her to her mother's people, unlocking the dual nature of her powers, but the price of her mother's heritage is the touch of an eight headed dragon. A touch that incites the hunger of every predator, marking her so that the beast can hunt her and feast.

Mischief's Daughter is Aine's story. It is a tale with the mystique of Eastern mythology to spice up the lives of the Western fae. Although Mischief's Daughter stands alone as a novel, I have outlines for two related stories within the same world following the concept of introducing Eastern mythology to the already well-loved fae, werewolves and vampires of the West.

Included is a 250 word sample. I would love the opportunity to send you the full manuscript and look forward to hearing from you. Thank you for your time and attention.

Kind regards,



Aine walked briskly out of the building, scanning the street to her right and left before heading for the nearest subway access. Night had fallen on the city of Philadelphia while she had been working. With the retreat of the day, city lights came to life along the riverfront. The haze left behind from the heat of summer dispersed the electric lights, giving the city the look of being out of focus.

The general bustle at this time of day was always hectic, but there was more haste than could be attributed to evening rush hour. The metallic tang of fear was in the air and Aine could see people scattered through the crowd shiver as if a cold touch had brushed their spine. Normal people dismissed the feelings and hurried home, reassuring themselves with the comfort of reaching their own sanctuaries. But Aine wasn’t normal.

Wary, Aine scowled at the deepening shadows on the street. Her photo shoot had run late and she’d taken time to change and remove the highly stylized makeup before leaving. Fashion was like a business suit. She wore it when she was on the job and ditched it as quickly as possible in favor of a more comfortable self when each modeling job was done. The only hint left of the modeling aspect of her life was the pair of cute heels she wore with her jeans. She'd forgotten to pack her sneakers and unfortunately, it felt like she might need them.

Lucky her.