Cari (they/them) is querying 🏴‍☠️

@cvarras.bsky.social

Adult writer; fantasy, romantic fantasy, space fantasy, and all the queers. 🏳️‍⚧️🇨🇺 🇮🇪

Six of Crows x Romeo & Juliet An imposter princess. A pretender prince. A vengeful plot that might just get them both killed. Because when monarchs play their political games, it can only end in blood. 🗡 Reluctant assassins ⚔️ Dual POV ✨ Dangerous magic 🏳️‍🌈 All queer cast #QuestPit #Q #YA #F

A black background edged with a design of silver leaves. In the center are two sketches, one of a young woman with a dagger and a fierce expression, and the other of a young man with a freckled face and a conflicted expression. (These sketches are from Pinterest and do not belong to me. All rights and credit to the creators.) 

Beneath the sketches is the title of the book: A SONG OF SILVER & SCARLET 

The text around these sketches reads: “To free the woman she loves, Viola must become a murderer. To save his little sister, Vasek must take another’s life. But when their fates collide, they soon realize they aren’t the only assassins on the prowl—and the paths they walk can only end in bloodshed.”

THE EVERWINTER KING Adult Fantasy Standalone 💛 Grumpy/Sunshine, platonic 💕 Second Chance MM romance ☀️ Light-based magic 🏳️‍⚧️ Trans love interest 🏅 Tournaments & Trials 💙 Mental health rep 👑 Hidden royalty 🏳️‍🌈 Queer normative world 🍋 Mediterranean inspired setting #QuestPit #Q #A #F #LGBT

WHAT MAGIC REMAINS A witch turned vampire, only her magic survived. Now, every spell corrupts her skin. Every heartbeat breaks the rules. And Hell is closing in. But the demon responsible? He wants to keep her. 🩸Vampires 🔮 Witches 🔥 Infernal Corruption 🖤Forbidden Romance #QuestPit #W #A #FR

Top left image is a crow in a cemetery. Top middle image is a girl with back to the camera holding leaves. Top right image is a woman holding a book with a man’s hand  hers. Middle left image is a woman’s mouth with fangs. Center image is the word heretic. Middle right image is a man kissing a woman’s neck. Bottom left image a hand painted black touching the finger of another hand the black ins transferring. Bottom middle image is a man’s neck with necklaces. Bottom right image is a witch alter set up. small notes are in the images. death touched witch. Guardian demon? Punished, cursed, damned.

✨ THE CRAFT x ONE DARK WINDOW ✨ When Lola’s deadly shadows escape, killing her best friend, she must seek control at an elite magical academy before they kill again—or lose her humanity. Perfect for agents who like: 🏳️‍🌈 Sapphic BIPOC witches 🖤 Body horror 💫 Fantasy/Horror/Mystery #QuestPit #Q #A #F

An image of a school with multiple towers, in black on a grey sky, with multiple crescent moons hanging above. The text reads ‘an agents guide to The Bells of Le Fay, adult dark academia fantasy, 102k words.A silhouette of a woman reaching up to the sky with a bright light between her hands. There is a shadowed tree next to her. The text reads: pitch, The price of magic is monstrous. Lola Knight expects to live a normal life, but when the deadly shadows beneath her skin escape, killing her best friend, she must attend Le Fay Academy for Higher Magics to seek control before they kill again. When she finds out the shadows are slowly turning her into a monster, she chases a cure through the ancient archives—but instead unearths a dangerous conspiracy, and must decide: keep digging to unmask the true monsters, or accept her fate and risk her humanity.An open spell book surrounded by candles and a mirror. There are three book covers; for One Dark Window, Book of Night, and The Incandescent. The text reads: tropes and comps, witchy dark academia, monstrous magic, sapphic romance, ancient archives, body horror, unhelpful ghosts.The silhouette of a woman with a huge dark shadow looming over her. The text reads: first lines. The shadows had teeth, and they hungered for blood. They shouldn’t exist here, amongst the weathered sandstone of Durham University. They shouldn’t exist at all, outside the confines of Lola’s mind. But the terrible scratching of claws against flagstone wasn’t a figment of her imagination, as she had first thought, strolling arm-in-arm with Sam on their way home from an end-of-exams party. She didn’t notice them straight away, her gaze sliding over the shadows cast by the faculty buildings. She didn’t notice them until they peeled away from the walls, their darkness thicker and more absolute than the others. Even then she pulled her gaze away, dismissing it. Inebriation hung over her like a thin veil, turning the glow of street lamps into a kaleidoscopic sky.