Romantic Revisions is dedicated to helping independent romance authors transform their stories into polished works of art. We understand the passion and effort authors pour into their work and our mission is to revise each manuscript so it reaches its full potential and is a true reflection of the author’s vision.
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What Makes Romantic Revisions Unique
At Romantic Revisions, we understand that romance comes in many forms, and we celebrate that diversity by offering specialized editing services for all types of romance novels. Whether your story is a tender young adult romance, a sizzling spicy tale, a fantastical love affair in a world of magic, a historical romance set in a bygone era, or an LGBTQ love story that explores love in its many dimensions, we’re here to help. Our unique approach lies in our passion for the genre and our commitment to enhancing every aspect of your story while respecting your voice. We’re not just editors; we’re romance enthusiasts dedicated to helping authors create polished, captivating, and unforgettable love stories that resonate with readers across all sub-genres.
Editing Examples
AI Generated Sample
Avery took a deep breath, smoothing down the front of her dress as she stepped into the restaraunt. It was supposed to be a simple dinner, just a chance to catch up, but the moment she saw Daniel sitting at the corner table, she knew nothing about this was simple.
“Hey,” He said, standing up too quickly and nearly knocking over his wine glass. “I mean…hi.”
She smiled, trying to ignore the way her heart was pounding. “Hi yourself.” She sat down and reached for the menu, needing something—anything—to do with her hands.
“So, how have you been?” He asked, his fingers drumming nervously against the table.
Avery hesitated. How was she supposed to answer that? That she thought about him constantly? That no one else ever quite measured up? Instead, she just said, “Good. You?”
Revisions
Avery took a deep breath, smoothing down the front of her dress as she stepped into the restaurant. It was supposed to be a simple dinner, just a chance to catch up, but the moment she saw Daniel sitting at the corner table, she knew nothing about this was simple.
“Hey,” he said, standing up too quickly and nearly knocking over his wine glass. “I mean…hi.”
She smiled, trying to ignore the way her heart was pounding. “Hi yourself.” She sat down and reached for the menu, needing something—anything—to do with her hands.
“So, how have you been?” he asked, his fingers drumming nervously against the table.
Avery hesitated. How was she supposed to answer that? That she thinks about him constantly? That no one else ever quite measured up? Instead, she just said, “Good. You?”
AI Generated Sample
Lady Eleanor swept into the ballroom, her deep green gown flowing behind her like a river of silk. The chandlier overhead sparkled, casting golden light over the assembled guest’s, but Eleanor had eyes only for one man. Lord Ashton stood near the grand pianoforte, a glass of wine in hand, watching her with an intensity that made her stomach turn flips.
She lifted her chin, pretending she did not notice him. “Lady Eleanor,” a voice called, drawing her attention. It was Lord Pembroke, his smile as polished as the buttons on his waistcoat.
“You look ravishing tonight,” Pembroke continued, offering his hand. “May I have this dance?”
Before she could answer, Ashton appeared at her side. “I believe Lady Eleanor has already promised this dance to me,” he said, his tone polite but firm.
Eleanor inhaled sharply, her heart pounding as Ashton’s hand closed around hers.
Revisions
Lady Eleanor swept into the ballroom, her deep green gown flowing behind her like a river of silk. The chandelier overhead sparkled, casting golden light over the assembled guests, but Eleanor had eyes only for one man. Lord Ashton stood near the grand pianoforte, a glass of wine in hand, watching her with an intensity that made her stomach flip.
She lifted her chin, pretending she did not notice him. “Lady Eleanor,” a voice called, drawing her attention. It was Lord Pembroke, his smile as polished as the buttons on his waistcoat.
“You look ravishing tonight,” Pembroke continued, offering his hand. “May I have this dance?”
Before she could answer, Ashton appeared at her side. “I believe Lady Eleanor has already promised this dance to me,” he said, his tone polite but firm.
Eleanor inhaled sharply, her heart pounding as Ashton’s hand closed around hers.
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