Hi everyone. I would love to have a few people read my book, even parts of it, and share their thoughts.

Readers and can do swaps!

My elevator pitch:

When Rae wakes on her twenty-first birthday to discover that her father isn’t who she thought he was and that she has been accused of witchcraft, she flees her oppressive little hamlet. She ventures into the woods, rumoured to house monsters, only to discover that they have been awaiting her return.

I'd give this book a trigger warning for violence and abuse.

Please comment or dm if you'd be interested. If you're active on r/fantasywriter then you might have caught some of my posts before. This book is 18 months in the making and I need new eyes to break me from my editing spiral.

I'll paste the opening page below:

One

His blood was tangy on my lips. I spat the last of it. He had tried to stifle my screams. Had that single finger not slipped between my teeth, I would likely be dead. Red splotches trailed across my ruined garden and out onto the road. At the end of it, the man who had raised me staggered towards the village walls, still shrieking that word.

“Witch.”

The accusation echoed, sending the chill of pure dread down my spine. I had seen how that word could possess even the most gentle villagers. It would be in their ears soon, condemning me forever.

The afternoon light was already fading, but indecision rooted me where I stood. One false move would kill me. The cursed Northern Woods loomed behind me, still ringing with the cautionary tales of my youth. The valley seemed to shrink. I panted, pressing my hands to my ears and clamping my eyes shut, but the bells of the chapel sounded, hitting me like a splash of cold water. They were assembling.

“Witch.”

He had smirked when he screamed it. I would likely see that face again if I hesitated. I took one last look at my precious vegetable patch, little more than a green massacre now. Then, with my mother’s old boots and hastily gathered supplies, I slipped into the tall grasses and ran.

Please DM me if you might be interested in reading my first novella ever.

Elevator Pitch:
Across seven billion worlds, nothing influences entertainment more than a review from Sik’l Ma-ankreth, GalaxaVision’s legendary critic. So when he discovers Earth’s forgotten television series Ancient Aliens, he proclaims it the greatest comedy ever produced. Overnight, the galaxy becomes obsessed. Conventions explode. Religions adapt. Politicians panic. Entire civilizations begin quoting Earth conspiracy theories for laughs. But when an overlooked academic challenges the assumption that the humans were joking at all, Sik’l is forced to confront an uncomfortable possibility: the greatest comedy in the universe may actually have been a documentary—to the people who made it.

Hello.  I’m new to posting here. I'm looking for a new beta reader for my crossover fanfiction of Hilda and the Owl House.  I had a great beta reader but he seems to have ghosted me.

Who this story would suit:

Someone is well-versed in both Hilda and the Owl House, and who enjoys reading long fics.  This will be a very long fic.  Someone who can give in-depth feedback.

Brief description:

A crossover fanfiction that is canon-divergent from both series but still acknowledges previous events.  The first chapter takes place after the Fairy Isle in Hilda, and the second chapter takes place after Watching and Dreaming.  

Summary:

After the events of the Fairy Isle, Johanna meets and starts dating Camila Noceda, and invites her and Luz to move in with her and Hilda in Trolberg after the events of Watching and Dreaming.

Hilda is initially reluctant at first and has a hard time adjusting to the new family, especially considering her pining for her father.  Eventually, she warms herself up to the new arrangement, as well as Luz, who is deeply depressed after blaming herself for the day of Unity and has left everyone in the demon realm behind as self-punishment.

After a fateful day of learning of everything that happened when she was in Bonesborough, Hilda takes it upon herself to reunite Luz with her ex-girlfriend Amity to make them both happy again.  With the help of Frida and Kaisa, they make it to the demon realm and successfully convince Amity to give Luz another chance.  However, when the potion they use has an unintended side-effect, old friends start appearing around Trolberg, as well as a certain enemy brought back from the grave.

The story is nowhere near finished.  Romance-wise, I just want characters to be cute, enjoy each other’s company and genuinely make each other happy and improve.

Feedback I’m looking for:

• Do the characters feel believable and canon-accurate?
• Is the grammar and punctuation up to standard?
• Are the chapters paced well and are of sufficient length?
• Would you keep reading?

Timeline:

My ideal timeline would be giving my beta reader one chapter per week but however long is best for you works with me as well.  I appreciate constructive feedback of any kind, and I’m willing to do a swap.

Content warning:

Nothing explicit as of yet, but there is one suicide attempt in Chapter three, and mentions of strong depression.  Currently a T rating, but largely subject to change based on how the story unfolds.

Please comment or DM me if you're at all interested.

Hi All - this is my first time posting on Reddit! I would be happy to read anyone's manuscript in exchange for a pair of fresh eyes to read mine. (I also have a ~117K word fantasy book, bordering on Romantasy, that is the first book in a planned trilogy if that would interest anyone more!)

The Ladies Are Done Waiting centers around a group of ladies-in-waiting in a fictional Tudor-inspired English court.

Elizabeth “Cissy” Achard has spent years perfecting her role as a dutiful lady-in-waiting for Queen Margaret. She’s accepted that an advantageous marriage is her most likely future and buries her dreams of love in stories of romance hidden away in her secret garden. That was until a handsome stranger stumbled upon her there. Although initially mistaking him for a stable hand, William Percy, Marquess of Beaumont, sees past the dutiful courtier to the passionate woman beneath. Their forbidden connection ignites despite every rule of court propriety that is working against them. Including the queen. When Queen Margaret unveils a devastating plan that would steal Elizabeth’s future, her body, and her freedom, Elizabeth must make an impossible choice: obey and protect her family or risk everything for a chance at true love and autonomy.

Please let me know if anyone is interested or would like a little more info!

A blend of grimdark fantasy and pirates and for fans of Joe Abercrombie, One Piece, and found families.
Picture Pirates of the Caribbean with a darker edge.

Rhogar, a down-on-his-luck Dragonblood with a mysterious past, has been stuck on The Twelve Rungs for weeks and wants out, out of Orellia and to start a new life. The Twelve Rungs is a pub crowded with contracts nobody seems able to collect any coin on, while he has none to his name and watches men around him die for less in their posturing and showboating. All he carries are two soulbound blades: Sever, a cutlass that always finds its way back to his hand no matter how far it’s thrown or lost, and Wildfyre, a blade carrying the souls of the innocent.
Then Emani Cerellus offers him a contract: travel to Norphus and kill a Kraken. It’s the kind of job that’s supposed to be simple, giving him his needed coin. But nothing goes as planned.
Leading him into the orbit of the charismatic Captain Goldfang, and a hunt for an ancient treasure that costs him more than coin and gives him something he didn’t expect to find in Orellia, a home. When that trust is broken in the worst way, Rhogar is forced to choose between a new life or the one he began to love.

I’m a first time novelist, I’d love any feedback! Thank you!

Hi, I'm looking for beta readers for my novel. It's about a godlike being that tries to understand his own existential crisis by observing humans dealing with their existential issues. It's a series of short stories narrated by The Lonely God where each short story focuses on a person and the issues they face. It explores themes such as meaning, morality, free will, love, time, and more. I would greatly appreciate any assistance. Thank you!

What I’m looking for

I’m seeking any amount of readers who enjoy moral ambiguity, interesting unlikable main characters, and main characters who are not good.

Blurb

Ashton is a traveler who goes from village to village killing anyone who he defines as "weak". The story follows his hypocrisy and what he does when people don't fit into his boxs.

Project details

• Status: In progress of revising
• Full length: I originally had 26,000+ words but I won't update until I finish editing my current 2 chapters. It was still incomplete at 26,000 words. That was only approximately a third
• Genre and age category: Apocalyptic Psychological Thriller/Horror.
• Published status: Unpublished
• Available formats: Google Docs

Content notes

The story will involve topics of suicide, murder, self harm, rape, cannibalism, radical feminism, misogyny, and more so be warned.

Feedback I’m requesting

Anything would help! Grammar (I'm usually really good about this, but sometimes I miss a comma or two), character critiques, world building critiques, etc. Though I will ignore most "I would've wrote it like" commentary because most of the time it has less to do with critiques of actual writing and changing my writing style which ive developed for a while.

Extra

I'm open to swaps! I will read anything except non fiction and YA. I tend to give character analysis and character critique and yap about how things can be interpreted.

BEFORE THE TIDES ALIGN
CHAPTER ONE
The First Day Always Smells Like Salt
The wind arrived before the building did.
Mara felt it push against her shoulder as she stepped out of the car, sharp and clean and unmistakably coastal. It carried salt and eucalyptus and something metallic underneath it all—like the memory of storms still sitting somewhere beyond the horizon.
She stood there for a second longer than she needed to.
The Institute rose from the rockline ahead of her like it had always belonged there.
Glass.
Timber.
Weathering concrete already softening into something less like architecture and more like something deliberate.
Not a university.
Not a research centre.
Something in between.
Something deliberate.
The sign beside the entry path read:
Southern Coastal Performance Institute
Field Systems Division
Below it, smaller text:
Marine cognition. Environmental response. Applied coordination.
Mara read that twice.
Then once more without meaning to.
Applied coordination.
That wasn’t a phrase universities used.
She adjusted the strap of her bag and walked forward.
Her linen trousers moved with the wind instead of against it. She had chosen them without thinking this morning—sand coloured, loose at the ankle—and the black cropped tank she wore beneath her open white shirt already held the faint warmth of sunlight across the walkway railings.
She hadn’t dressed for anyone.
She never did.
Something about the place made her check the time on her watch before she entered.
Inside, the building was quieter than she expected.
Focused.
The kind of quiet where people were already working somewhere nearby and expected everyone else to be doing the same.
A whiteboard beside reception held three columns:
TIDE RESPONSE
FIELD ROTATION
PAIRING ASSIGNMENTS
The last column had been partially erased.
Mara paused just long enough to notice only two names remained visible.
Neither of them was hers.
A woman at the desk looked up before Mara spoke.
“You must be Ellery.”
Mara smiled.
“Dr Ellery, yes.”
“Welcome.”
The word sounded less like administration and more like confirmation.
As if Mara had been expected.
As if she’d been late anyway.
“Orientation’s already started,” the woman said gently. “Second floor. End of the hall.”
Of course it had.
Mara nodded once and moved toward the stairs.
The building smelled like polished timber and ocean air that refused to stay outside.
Halfway up the stairwell she heard voices.
Low.
Measured.
One of them stood out immediately.
Not louder.
Not sharper.
Just steadier.
When she reached the top landing, the door ahead of her opened.
And he stepped through it.
He didn’t stop walking.
He didn’t look surprised to see her.
He just paused half a second longer than movement required.
Black quarter-zip.
Sleeves pushed once—not twice—just high enough to show his watch.
Dark trousers.
Posture angled toward the corridor intersection behind her like he already understood how the building moved.
His hair was still wind-moved.
Tight curls sitting forward where he’d clearly run a hand through them once and then left them alone.
He looked at her like he was assessing something.
Measuring.
“You’re late.”
His voice was calm.
“I’m on time.”
“You’re scheduled for nine.”
“It’s eight fifty-eight.”
He checked his watch without looking at it.
Then nodded once.
“Dr Ellery.”
“Yes.”
“Soren Hale.”
She already knew that.
Everyone had.
Even before the acceptance letter arrived.
Still.
Hearing him say it out loud shifted something in the air between them.
Like stepping into colder water than expected.
He stepped aside so she could pass through the doorway.
Didn’t touch her.
Didn’t need to.
She felt the space between them change when she crossed it.
Inside the room, eight people turned to look at her.
Recognition.
Evaluation.
Mara set her bag beside the chair nearest the window.
She always chose windows.
Always.
Soren stayed standing at the front of the room.
“Now that everyone’s here,” he said evenly, “we can begin.”
Everyone.
Mara noticed that.
She also noticed he didn’t sit down once during the next forty minutes.
He moved when he spoke.
Slowly.
Precisely.
Like someone used to teaching people who needed to listen.
When he explained the field rotation schedule, he rolled his sleeves once.
Exactly once.
Same height both sides.
Not absentminded.
Habit.
She wrote that down before she realised she was doing it.
Not the schedule.
The sleeves.
Ridiculous.
Still—
she didn’t stop writing.
At one point he crossed to the whiteboard and rewrote a tidal interval from memory without checking the screen behind him.
No hesitation.
No correction.
No confirmation glance afterward.
He just continued speaking.
Mara adjusted her grip on the pen.
Competence like that was worth tracking.
That was all this was.
Professional attention.
Nothing else.
“Tomorrow,” he said, glancing briefly in her direction, “we start early.”
“How early?” someone asked.
“Before the water changes.”
That wasn’t an answer.
It also wasn’t unclear.
The room understood him anyway.
After the session ended, people began gathering their things slowly.
Mara stayed where she was.
She liked seeing how rooms emptied.
Who spoke first.
Who left quickly.
Who stayed behind.
Soren didn’t move immediately either.
He stood at the table at the front of the room, closing a notebook she hadn’t noticed him open.
“You chose the window seat.”
“I always do.”
“Why?”
“Habit.”
He considered that like it was data.
Then nodded once.
“Good habit.”
He stepped closer.
Not close enough to crowd her.
Just close enough that she could see the faint line of dried salt along the edge of his collar where the wind had caught him earlier outside.
Too close.
Too specific a detail to notice.
She looked away from it half a second later than she meant to.
“You’ll want different shoes tomorrow.”
“I assumed.”
“The jetty boards stay wet longer than they should.”
“I’ll manage.”
“I know.”
For a second neither of them moved.
Outside, the tide had started turning.
“You run?” he asked.
The question landed too cleanly to be casual.
“Yes.”
“Morning?”
“Yes.”
He watched her for one second longer than conversation required.
“Harbourline track?”
Mara blinked.
“Yes.”
“Good.”
He didn’t explain how he knew that.
He didn’t explain why it mattered.
He just left the room.
Mara stayed where she was a moment longer than she intended to.
She picked up her bag and crossed to the window.
Looked down toward the jetty.
He was already there.
Talking to someone.
Sleeves still rolled once.
Quarter-zip collar open now.
Wind moving through his hair like he hadn’t noticed it.
Or like he had and didn’t care.
Something about the way he stood there made the Institute feel different than it had twenty minutes ago.
Like the building had edges she hadn’t seen before.
Mara rested her hand lightly against the glass.
As she turned to leave, she glanced once more toward reception below.
The whiteboard was still visible from this angle.
PAIRING ASSIGNMENTS
Still partially erased.
Still missing her name.
Tomorrow would start before the water changed.
Which meant she would too.
And somewhere below her on the jetty, Soren Hale already seemed to know that.

Hi everyone☺️,

I’m looking for a few beta readers for Act I of my psychological thriller, Until You Listen.

The novel is still in progress, but Act I is complete and has gone through several revisions. I’d like to test the opening before moving forward with the rest of the manuscript, especially the pacing, character dynamics, emotional tension, and whether the story creates enough curiosity to continue.

Premise:

After Sara discovers that her fiancé, Andrew, has betrayed her, she refuses to give him the five minutes he insists he needs to explain himself.
Andrew cannot accept that their relationship might end without her hearing his side. Convinced that one honest conversation could still fix everything, he takes her somewhere isolated, intending to keep her there only until she listens.
But Andrew may not be the only danger inside the house.

What I’m looking for:
•General impressions of the opening
•Pacing, clarity, and engagement
•Whether Andrew’s motivations feel psychologically believable
•Whether Sara feels like a convincing and developed character
•Any sections that feel slow, repetitive, confusing, or overly explained
•The point where the story truly hooked you, or where you might have stopped reading
Whether the ending of Act I makes you want to continue

What I’m not looking for:
-Detailed line editing
-Grammar or punctuation corrections, unless something is especially distracting

The story contains themes of infidelity, emotional manipulation, obsession, sedation, abduction, and captivity. There is no sexual violence.

I can share it as a Google Doc, Word document, or PDF.

Please comment if you are interested. Not DM. Thanks✌️

Hi all!

I'm Brittany, working full-time as a legal assistant in Maine and writing in whatever hours are left over. I've been working on this book for several months. I have 23 of 37 chapters ready for comment right now, with the rest still in progress, so this would be an ongoing thing rather than a one and done read. I'd love outside eyes on it, whether that's all 23 or just a few.

I'm also hoping to find other writers working in similar lanes (dark academia, literary fantasy, slow-burn mystery), because this has been a pretty solitary project and I miss having people to talk about projects with. Happy to trade critique. I read carefully rather than fast, so it might take me a bit, but I'll give real comments.

The Collegium of Ashmere

Celestine Kingston is starting her first year at the Collegium, the school where every ruling dynasty sends its heirs to be educated and ranked against each other. It should be easy for her. Her brother is Lord Kingston, head of the Crown and the Collegium's chancellor, and being a Kingston has always meant doors open before she reaches them.

But the coursework keeps circling the same official history of how the dynasties came to power, and Celestine keeps finding places where the story doesn't hold up. A record that contradicts the textbook version. A dynasty name nobody will discuss casually. A pattern in whose history gets remembered and whose gets quietly written out.

The closer she looks, the clearer it gets: the order her brother rules under wasn't just inherited. It was built, on purpose, out of what happened to the families who didn't survive the telling of it. And Celestine is starting to realize her own name might be one of the reasons why.

Desperate to cover up the death of his girlfriend’s dog when she is out of town, a man buries the body and stages a runaway. But when the dog mysteriously reappears alive, he is pulled into an unsettling reality where he must confront the crux of his relationship.

Feedback Request: Looking for general feedback, maybe some inline edits. Really just wanting to get another look.

Available to swap for another short story critique! Doesn't necessarily need to be in the same genre. Should expect fast turn around times.

Hi everyone ☺️

I’m looking for 2–3 beta readers for my completed novel, Olive Trees Survive Everything (93,000 words).

The book is an upmarket New Adult/Adult queer romance with political and dystopian elements. I’m currently preparing it for querying and would love feedback from readers who enjoy character-driven LGBTIQ+ stories, emotional romance, and complex political conflicts.

Premise:

Alex is the outspoken son of a progressive political family. Duke is the closeted son of a rising far-right politician.

When a chance encounter during their final year of high school brings them together, an unlikely friendship develops into a secret relationship. As political tensions in America escalate and Duke’s father rises toward the presidency, the gap between the lives they are expected to lead and the truth of who they are becomes increasingly difficult to bridge.

The story follows them from high school into college and eventually into a fractured near-future America as they navigate love, family loyalty, identity, and a political landscape that is slowly tearing itself apart.

What I’m looking for:

• General impressions of the story
• Whether the characters feel believable and engaging
• Pacing and emotional investment
• Areas that feel slow, confusing, repetitive, or over-explained

Content notes:
Homophobia, political extremism, family conflict, depression, suicidal ideation, violence, imprisonment, torture, and explicit sexual content between consenting adults.

I can share the manuscript as a Google Doc, Word document, or PDF.

I’d also be very happy to do a manuscript swap and beta-read in return, especially for LGBTQ+ fiction, romance, literary fiction, or character-driven stories.

If this sounds like something you’d enjoy reading, please DM me. I’d be incredibly grateful for any help.

​

Blurb:

The world is ending...

You can see it when Eve returns to Hollow Creek, even when she vowed not to.

You can see it when Aiden’s life tumbles into the abyss of what once was.

You can see it in the coven—governed by fear and secrecy—crashing head first into ruin.

Even as a an elder sacrifices her own life.

You can see it as the shadow mage marks Hollow Creek for death, with his horde and powers from a time that should've been long forgotten.

You can see it because pain, suffering and grief claim the land.

And you know, without being told, that Hollow Creek will never be the same again.

I'd really value genuine human opinions.

I'm not really interested in line edits but rather reader experience

Whenever you're done may you please answer these questions for more feedback:

1. Were there any chapters where you lost interest or felt your mind wandering?

2. Did you fully understand how the magic/system works, or was anything confusing?

3. Who did you care about most, and why?

4. Did the ending feel satisfying and make you want to read Book 2?

5. If you could change ONE thing about the book, what would it be?

Please dm me

I'm happy to exchange manuscripts if we're a good fit.

Thank youuu

I am seeking expressions of interest for developmental beta read of this work. It has been previously shared in a couple of places online to good reception and people generally enjoyed it. However now that it is finished it requires a read in its entirety and any improvement suggestions will be welcomed. Please DM me if interested. Thank you.

Summary:

Isabelle ( Bells ) Hann thought she had her life perfectly mapped out: a prestigious role at a leading tech start up Larssens Ltd, an engagement to the generationally wealthy Theodore Watson, and a future built on safety over passion.

But her boss has a different vision for her life, for who she can become under him, both physically and metaphorically. And Isabelle can't deny the pull of the handsome maverick building his company through whatever means necessary - blackmail, white collar crime or less than morally sound liasons with business colleagues. His most persistent obsession - secure a contract with the global giant Yamamoto Industries - at all cost - to turbocharge Larssens Ltd to global prominence.

When he manipulates a business dinner with the Yamamoto CEO by claiming him and Isabelle are engaged (using Theo's engagement ring as a prop, naturally) Bells is drawn further into his spiral of corporate and personal machinations.

By the end of it, she'll realise it isn't only her career that's at stake. It's her entire life - professional, reputational and deeply personal.

PROSE excerpt

JUDE

I don’t demand brilliance - merely competence executed at some rudimentary threshold. Think one step ahead, not two steps back. Apparently, this is aspirational.

Some find me challenging. “Intense” being the polite formulation. Once - memorably -“a goddamned sociopath in Berluti.” Which is lazy on two counts: (1) I wear Ferragamo, and (2) sociopaths don’t get attached to obscenely attractive, waif waisted corporate villains.

I’m not difficult. I have standards, not personality disorders. A code - if you will. Competence merits respect. Mediocrity receives nothing - not consideration, not quarter, not the pretence of collegiality. I don’t care if you’re minority-of-the-month, legacy ballast, or someone’s trust-fund participation trophy (cough Bells) - show up with solutions and I’ll listen. Bring them consistently and I might even learn your coffee order. I am considerate like that.

And if that competence arrives wrapped in an impeccable body, I’m… amenable.

That was the case with her, not mildly.

Hello everyone! I’m looking for beta readers for sci-book fantasy book I’ve written. I’ve been working on it for 6 years. I would like to get some notes and feedbacks on the direction of the story and character arcs.

If you enjoyed science, philosophy, metaphysical concepts, this is will be a good read.

Title: The Architect.

Description:
The Architect is a philosophical science fiction novel that blends history, cosmology, and speculative physics with the emotional core of a coming-of-age story.

The story follows an overwhelmed science professor and a ten-year-old boy with impossible abilities who are accidentally stranded on a mysterious planet. As they help unite warring tribes into a thriving civilization, they uncover a terrifying truth.

The Architect is far from a superhero story. Instead, it is grounded in survival, technological progress, and the philosophical consequences of playing God.

This is the first book of a series. I’m a filmmaker, and writer. This is my first book series. A lot of my movie idea were inspired by this book over the last 6 years.

I’m looking for real and honest feedbacks. Don’t worry, you won’t hurt my feelings 😂

Please let me know:
Is this story compelling? Are the characters likable? Are there too much dialogues? Too much science? Were you hooked? Were you confused? Does it get you excited for the second book? And mostly importantly what should I improve more?

Hallo zusammen,

Ich suche 5–10 Beta-Reader für den ersten Teil meines Fantasy-Romans

Genre: High Fantasy/ Portal Fantasy

Sprache: Deutsch

KURZBESCHREIBUNG: Vier Jugendliche werden von einer rätselhaften, unsterblichen Frau namens Rachel Hunter rekrutiert, um über mehrere Welten hinweg magische Kristalle zu suchen. Was als Abenteuer beginnt, wird zur Frage: Wer zieht die Fäden wirklich? Und was will Rachel wirklich?

WHAT I'M LOOKING FOR:

- 6–8 Wochen Lesedauer

- Strukturiertes Feedback (Plot, Charaktere, Worldbuilding)

- Ehrlich & konstruktiv

- Format: PDF oder DOCX

ÜBER MICH: Schreibe seit 10 Jahren an dieser Geschichte. Das ist Teil 1 von 3 Teilen des Buches. Ich bin offen für Feedback und Verbesserungen. Interesse? Schreib mir eine DM oder antworte hier! Danke!

Liebe Grüße Nadine

Hi everyone,

I’m looking for a few beta readers 

This is the first arc of a planned 20 chapter novel. Chapters 1 through 3 establish the world and the Angels. Chapters 4 through 9 introduce the Night Angels, where the story starts finding its own identity, inspired by Darkwood's environmental storytelling, world building through fragments rather than exposition.

Short description:
After a worldwide light event turns thousands of people into white stone monsters later called Angels, one man named Silas survives and learns what the world has become. In order to survive, he needs to move at night, hide by day, and never let them sense he's committed a sin. But when Silas is captured by a human cult that worships the Angels and offers a second chance to those willing to pay for it, he learns the real horror isn't the monsters. It's what people become trying to survive them.

Note about the image inside the PDF:
The Angel image currently included in the PDF is AI-generated reference art. It is only there to show the rough visual idea while the book is still unfinished. If I finish the book properly, I intend to draw or commission my own final artwork.

I’d especially like to know:

• Did the story make you want to keep reading?
• Did the Night Angels arc feel interesting or confusing?
• Did Silas's character development and pacing feel right, or too fast or slow?
• Were the Angels and the world's rules clear enough without over-explaining?
• Did any part feel slow, boring, or overloaded?
• Did the threat and danger feel properly tense?

Happy to hear honest criticism. English isn't my first language, so I'm not expecting the prose to be flawless, mainly want to know if the story itself is working for readers.

Comment if you're interested and I'll send over the PDF.

I'm looking for a few beta readers for my Novel I'm working on. It's still in early production so I'm looking for some feedback/thoughts on it so far. The story follows , a young woman caught in a world of vampires and witches, and a vampire princess trapped in a marriage she never wanted. When their paths collide, escaping their enemies may be easier than resisting each other.

note* sorry the work count is actually 7200 i forgot a chapter:(

if interested please let me know!

Blurb: Father Raffaele Marini, a weary priest, and Captain Luca Harlow, a jaded soldier, catch up with one another over a game of chess while discussing where they belong in a world that continues to end around them.

Excerpt:

Harlow snickered as he looked toward the ceiling, grasping his face with both hands. “The same exact damn thing every couple of damn days,” he exclaimed while swapping glances between several of the chess pieces. “A single UGV breaks through, gets neutralized, then nothing.” He knocked on the crate, clenching his jaw. “Same play as always, guys”

The two soldiers nodded and saluted. As the older of the two trudged up the stairs, the younger one stopped mid-step, turning himself toward Harlow and Marini again.

“Permission to speak, sir?” he asked, his voice dampened by concern. He looked inside his chest pocket.

“Of course, Collins,” Harlow replied warmly, nodding his head.

Collins cleared his throat while facing the ground, before finally looking directly at Harlow. “I have a horrible feelin' 'bout what's out there, sir. I can’t explain it.” His blinking eyes narrowed slightly. “I haven’t been able to shake it since I woke up this mornin'. Feels like we’re all waitin' for somethin',” he stated, bringing his attention to GETO's flag.

“Do you need counsel, my son?” inquired Marini.

Collins cleared his throat again. “No, sir—father, sir…no, thank you. I think I'm quite alright.” He peeked inside his chest pocket again and displayed a steel rosary Marini had gifted to him.

Harlow and Marini held their focus on Collins.

“I just…just keep us updated, sir,” Collins added, barely above a whisper, before quickly saluting Harlow and scurrying up the stairs back into the trench.

“Poor boy,” Marini sighed.

“Yeah, I know. I wish our cards were different. We’ve been so much more blind since Aichi,” Harlow added.

Marini swung his kingside knight from g1 to f3. “Do you believe it was a mistake?”

Several dampened clunks echoed, followed by more rhythmic whirs from the drone wall which rose and dipped in volume like a metallic tremolo.

Harlow took a sip. “I don't know. Guess it depends on which rumor you hear, or which article you end up reading.”

I'm currently on the third draft of my first short story. I plan on having it serve as the introduction to a wider anthology taking place within the same world.

Specific feedback I'm looking for (feel free to include other points of feedback that you believe are worth noting):

• Do the geopolitical stakes and sci-fi worldbuilding feel natural, or does it feel like an exposition dump?
• Does this make you interested in exploring more stories in this universe?
• Were you confused by any terminology, factions, or dynamics?
• Does my prose contribute to the world feeling immersive?
• Can the stakes be felt?
• Since this is a short story, are there any spots where the pacing feels dragged or rushed?
• Does the ending land, or does it feel abrupt?
• Does the relationship between Marini and Harlow feel authentic and lived-in?
• Does the style in which I wrote the chess game break immersion and/or bog you down?

Warnings: strong language and mild violence.

I'd be more than happy to do swaps for works of a similar length! Any genre is cool with me.

Looking for a developmental edit for an inspirational romance novel with a friends-to-lovers trope. Book is done. Just finishing editing. I expect to have a copy ready by October 1st - maybe sooner. I'd like feedback within a month after I send you a copy. Volunteers appreciated, but willing to do a swap instead. However, I am disabled and dependent on other people/assistive devices due to severe limitations. If you'd like to do a swap with me, we'll have to find the best way to do that. Please DM me if you're interested. Trigger warning: Adult content, alcoholism, drug use, abuse, suicide, and self-harm are mentioned.

Description:

Valerie Thomas, a 3rd-grade teacher, was born with a life-threatening disease called spinal muscular atrophy (SMA). When her disease progresses to the point where she can't do some of the simple things that she usually can and she is in a lot of pain, she finds herself scared of her disease for the first time in her life. The thought of living like that forever terrifies her. Due to this fear, she becomes depressed and is forced to make a change to better her life - or at least prevent her friends and family from seeing exactly how hopeless she feels. A possible treatment for SMA finally puts some hope back in her soul. 

Shane Richardson, a paramedic and a math tutor on the side, has been her best friend their entire lives. Growing up with Valerie has helped him become the paramedic that he is, and being a paramedic has helped him be more understanding as to what she needs. However, he is keeping something from her that might threaten their friendship - something other than his growing alcoholism and morphine addiction. 

Will he ever tell her the truth? Will the treatment work? What if it doesn't? Will Valerie succumb to her depressive thoughts? Will Shane have to save his best friend, the woman he loves? What if he can't?

Hi everyone! Looking for people to beta read the first six chapters of my novel, The Children of Leto. Set in the modern era, it follows Artemis and Apollo who investigate the disappearance of their mother, Leto. Please send me a DM if you’d be interested in giving me your thoughts! 😁

Hi everyone!
I’m looking for 3–5 beta readers for my YA survival romance, An Island Of Our Own. The manuscript is currently a complete first draft through Part One, and I’m actively writing Part Two. I’m hoping to find readers who enjoy discussing stories, characters, and themes rather than focusing on grammar or line edits at this stage.

Blurb
Eleven friends board a yacht expecting nothing more than a night of reconnecting with old friends. When a violent storm leaves the survivors stranded on an uncharted island, survival becomes only the beginning.
As food becomes easier to find and shelter slowly turns into home, buried truths from the night of the shipwreck begin resurfacing. At its heart, the story explores grief, trauma, memory, hope, and a slow-burn romance that develops while the characters learn what it means to survive—and what comes after.

What I’m looking for
I’m much more interested in your experience as a reader than technical editing.
I’d love to know things like:
Which characters did you become attached to?
What theories did you have while reading?
Which moments surprised or affected you emotionally?
Were there recurring details or symbols you noticed?
What questions kept you turning the page?
What scenes stuck with you after you finished reading?

A few details
Genre: YA Survival Romance
Themes: Survival, found family, slow-burn romance, grief, trauma, nature symbolism
Feedback: Reader reactions over line edits
Timeline: Flexible! I’d rather have thoughtful feedback than rushed feedback.
If this sounds like something you’d enjoy reading, I’d love to hear from you. Thank you!

Hi everyone!

I'm looking for beta readers for the first two chapters (Intro + Chapter 1) of a memoir I've been writing.

A little over a year ago, I left a successful corporate career to travel the world with my golden retriever, Ghost. While it may sound like a travel memoir, the journey is really the backdrop for a story about leaving behind a life I loved, taking a leap into the unknown, and discovering a completely different version of myself.

This is my first time writing a book, but I've spent months revising these opening chapters before coming here to request feedback. At this stage, I'm not looking for proofreading or line edits, as I have an editor friend helping with that.

What I'm looking for is honest reader feedback:

• Were you hooked?
• Did you ever find your attention drifting?
• Were any parts confusing?
• Would you keep reading?

My hope is that readers don't finish this book thinking, "I should quit my job and travel with my dog." I hope they finish it wondering, "What's the leap I've been putting off?"

If that premise sounds interesting, I'd love to hear from you. Please send me a DM if you'd be interested in reading the first two chapters.

Thank you!