The Big Black Square
In every reflection, I saw a happier version of myself—and I finally understood why.
In every reflection, I saw a happier version of myself—and I finally understood why.
Before I play the video, perhaps you would care for another glass of wine.
“Yes, child,” Matty said, forcing himself to open his eyes again, “I am a vampire.”
“I’m fine,” I told everyone. It was easier than saying anything else.
Some planets tell you when you're not welcome.
Her dad said the desert was the most honest place there is.
Before the clock strikes midnight, you have to confess your regret. If you don't, you lose a precious memory.
It seemed to matter that this was Christmas.
He told himself another ten minutes would not kill him.
She’s paid to nudge couples closer. This time, the feelings nudge back.
Four friends, four pints, and a death that changes everything.
We went around the table saying what we were thankful for. No one said the truth.
Magic oaths carved in bone. Trauma passed through blood. Both must be cut out.
speculative fiction
She was paid to invent the perfect neighbors. Now she can't prove who's real.
poetry
The Table, Dishwater Light, and Evening Window.
romantic comedy fiction
Her ex is getting married. Her other ex is the maid of honor. This is fine.
Cozy Horror
The house on Seagrass Close is haunted. But the ghosts aren't angry. They're lonely.
literary horror
At 3 AM in a dead-end laundromat, the payphone rings three times. No one ever answers. No one ever should.
Speculative Horror
A disgraced influencer sells her emotions as consumable flavors. But the technology under her tongue has plans of its own.
supernatural fiction
Seven rooms. Seven deaths. I have to clean up all of them.
urban fantasy
Every hundred years, the dead cast their votes. And the living wait to see if they still deserve tomorrow.
gothic horror
There had been three girls in the attic, once. Two names I knew. One I had burned.
Romantic Fantasy
When someone loves him, he becomes a wolf. Then he forgets them forever.
magical realism
When missed calls and broken promises begin piling up as literal objects in his home, Isandro must choose to burn or keep everything he's been carrying for years.