"Some people collect pressed flowers - I collect secrets."

Welcome to my little library of shadows, where the air smells faintly of old books, black coffee, and candle smoke. I write stories for the ones who find beauty in ruins, poetry in silence, and warmth in the strangest of places.

🖋 You'll find in my works:
- characters who are brilliant, broken, and a little dangerous
- romance that tastes like ink-stained fingers and whispered confessions at midnight
- mystery laced with gentle horror - the kind that brushes your spine like a cold hand in the dark
- worlds where candlelight feels safer than daylight, and the monsters wear smiles

I believe even the darkest tales deserve soft edges: the kind of prose that feels like a lullaby right before the nightmare begins.

If you stay awhile, bring a blanket, a lantern, and maybe a little courage. My stories won't bite.
(Probably.)


--- I'm also a trans male and bisexual writer <3