Friday, October 25, 2013

NOQS Minion 8: THE GATEWAY THROUGH WHICH THEY CAME, YA Horror

TITLE: THE GATEWAY THROUGH WHICH THEY CAME
GENRE: YA HORROR
WORD COUNT: 67, 000


MY MAIN CHARACTER'S GREATEST FEAR: 

Aiden fears the idea of losing his life to the pure evil polluting his veins; the evil that seeks to use the Gateway to summon the Brethren of Shadows from Hell.


QUERY:

To seventeen-year-old Aiden Ortiz, letting the dead walk through his body to reach the other side comes with the territory––the territory of being a Gateway. It’s hard enough doing the exchange, sending even one Bleeder away without being seen, but when Koren Banks––the girl who’s been mysteriously missing for the last seven months––comes back into his life, the Bleeders begin seeking him out in droves. 

When confronted by a Dark One, a Bleeder gone rogue, Aiden finds himself infected with an evil inside of him that wants nothing more than to be released. Fighting the urge to let the darkness consume him, Aiden discovers that not only does the Gateway send things away––it also brings things back. 

With Koren and his two best friends, Trevor and Evan, by his side, Aiden fights to rid the world of the evil that’s been released by the Dark Priest, while saving the girl he loves from her haunting past. Time is running out, and Aiden must find a way to abolish the Dark Priest and his Brethren of Shadows before he finds himself consumed into a world of evil––and before the monster lurking inside of him takes control. 

THE GATEWAY THROUGH WHICH THEY CAME is a YA Horror with supernatural elements complete at 67,000 words. It will interest fans of ANNA DRESSED IN BLOOD and BEAUTIFUL CREATURES. 

Thank you for checking out my query! 

FIRST 250:

Not five minutes after running full force on the track, I already spot a dead kid standing next to my car. Just waiting for me, like they always do. How do I know he’s dead? Well, if you don’t count the crimson smile across his neck, a deadly blow most likely inflicted by the finest of blades, and the dead-like pastiness of his brown skin, I guess I wouldn’t really know the difference. But as it is, I’ve done this long enough to familiarize myself with them.

Bleeders. 

It’s not the nicest of names, but it about sums them up. 

Dead people––or ghosts, if that makes you feel better. Unfortunate souls that have found themselves departed from the living. They’re not always as gory as this dude, but majority of them are. Sometimes they’re just normal people dying of natural causes. I prefer the natural over the gore, to be honest. 

“Aw . . . come on, man. I just got off the track. Can’t this wait?” I say this as I half drag, half walk my way through the dark school parking lot, backpack hanging off one shoulder. 

My yellow VW bug glows brightly under the lamppost, the light creating a white halo around it like some godly beam shooting straight from the sky. Fitting. Dead kid paces back and forth next to my car, clearly shaken up by something. If I have to guess, I’d say it’s the reality of finding out he’s dead. That can’t ever be an easy thing to digest.

1 comment:

  1. I like this concept! Shiver! Please send query + pages to clelia@martinliterarymanagement.com

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