L. S. Vervain

@lysanderskyw.bsky.social

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He/it. Indie Author and illustrator. Querying Lamb's Blood, Gothic Romance/Fantasy with elements of Mystery/Suspense. Late Stage Editing The Fool's Maiden, Faerie Academia Rom-com.

A twinky blonde making the yandere face stands at the centre of the cover over the title 'Bitter Sweet Memenise' behind him is a weird butterfly skull with a proboskis looking thing (your guess is as good as mine) leaking black butterflies, and the face of a smiling demon with long hair and brown skin, glowing blue eyes and similarly glowing blue piercings.
By the end of the first week, I’d managed to confirm the validity and usefulness of almost all of the books I’d picked out in advance, as well as several that weren’t listed in the public catalogues. It left me—perhaps unwisely—wondering if the year wouldn't be so terrible as I’d thought. -Scene break- Sebastian Ainsley Studying was every bit as terrible as the last time I’d tried it. Which was long enough ago that I couldn't put a specific date or memory to the occurrence. Only the certainty that I hated it then as I hated it now.
A girl in sensible clothing with a tight bun sits on the lap of a man with long, messy hair. She is trying to read and he is distracting her with kisses.
No humble blacksmith’s daughter—no matter how motivated her parents were regarding her education—could reasonably be expected to navigate an encounter with The Foolish Desire to Dance with One’s Enemies Across a Bed of Nettles. However, there wasn’t a child in all of Dreer who didn’t learn three simple rules. The first rule was never, ever get distracted. Keep your eyes on your task. Don't dawdle. Don't even look. Acknowledging them gave them power; made them more real. The second rule was always be polite. Which is why, when he cheerfully said, “Good day, fair maiden. And where are you going on this fine afternoon?” I promptly replied, “Good afternoon, sir. I am going this way.” Keeping my attention fixed ahead of me all the while. Incidentally, that was the third rule; don’t tell them anything they don’t already know.
Closeup of my cats face as she sits on the new bookshelf
The title Lamb's Blood sits over the head of a white lamb, whose face is half covered by mice. The mice at the bottom have their fur slick with blood that is dripping into a puddle below. The title is embellished with jasmine vines. The 's' in Lamb's is stylised as a snake, and the 'o's in Blood are stylised as a rib cage.