urban fantasy
The Ghost Census
Every hundred years, the dead cast their votes. And the living wait to see if they still deserve tomorrow.
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.
literary fiction
They say a man has three faces: the one he shows to the world, the one he shows to his family, and the one he shows to himself alone.
Suspenseful Fiction
“Sorry to interrupt your shift, but there’s a killer on this train.”
speculative fiction
Take the Pause. You’ll still be you, just more thoughtful and considerate.
Literary Fiction,
Come on. Everyone sees it. Sees what? she said. You share groceries. You have a favorite side of the couch. We’re roommates. Right.
dark fantasy
To save their way of life from undead hordes, a band of rabbits will pick up their swords.
dark fiction
When the bass drops, the bodies follow. And one faithful night never ends.
original fiction
When it comes to the only good seat on the commuter train, tensions will rise.
dark fantasy
She died cold, poor, and alone. Now she’s burning the rich with a vengeance.