This is where the rules loosen, the stakes rise, and the voices don’t quiet down. I write stories that blur the line between reality and whatever’s trying to replace it—sometimes grounded, sometimes surreal, always rooted in emotional truth. Whether it’s character-driven fiction, immersive worldbuilding, or quiet narratives that hum beneath the surface, the aim is simple: to leave something tender and rotting in the heart—alive, aching, and impossible to rip out.
New work is added regularly—fiction, fragments, and whatever else insists on being told.
Darkness Chose Her
Charlie felt the dread the moment he crossed the threshold. It pressed in on him, heavy and suffocating, like a hand closing around his throat. His heart pounded in his ears, loud and irregular, as though the house itself were listening.
For a brief, terrible moment, he considered turning back.
Then the music swelled, the lights flashed, and the feeling vanished, leaving only the certainty that something had noticed him.