Flickers of fallen people haunt this death mage--kings, queens, and boys buried in the blue ocean. Years ago, she fled those figures, to a house isolated in the tundra. There, she rebuilds herself from the boy she used to be--between the blood of badly done curses, the Skeleton Cook dancing in the kitchen, and the ice of darkest winters. But in the snows of her garden one day, she finds a magical egg, the size of a skull. Journeying to discover its origins takes her to the royal city, where she must choose to aid the queen in battling for her stolen palace; or take the hatching, violent creature (wanted by enemies in the city) and vanish back into the wilderness. (full version available on Amazon)

Poetry gathered throughout the years.

Complete • 40,000 words • lgbtqia+ YA fantasy • A lonely sea witch finds a long-lost boy on the beach, a boy who disappeared and came back changed. A story filled with magick, romance, mysterious dreams, and buried secrets uncovered. The sleepy fishing village of Saltash is still grieving the disappearance and presumed death of Alder Flint when, exactly one year later, Selwyn Blackthorn finds him swimming at the beach. Alder seems unharmed, but he has no explanation for his long absence and Wyn knows that there's something different about him. And it's not just that Alder's suddenly interested in being Wyn's friend. Wyn is one of the last remaining sea witches in Saltash, and the Goddess Below the Waves has been sending him mysterious dreams that he's sure have something to do with Alder. As he grows closer to Alder and finds himself falling in love, Wyn must decide if he really wants to solve the mystery of Alder Flint. Along the way, Wyn also uncovers long-hidden secrets about himself, and he must decide if it's better that some things stay buried beneath the waves. Written for the Open Novella Contest 2022 Prompt 61: A person from your colony runs away one night. A year later, the person returns, all safe and sound, but you find something strange and fishy. © All Rights Reserved

[will continue the story at a later date] Ryan, upon receiving a text from his mother informing him he'd have to walk home from work, makes his way down the block to find a taxi cab waiting for him. His sister is visiting for week and he needs to be on time. On time to where? Ryan buckled his belt and gave the driver his address, only the driver didn't make the right turn. ☆ ONC2023

(Direct sequel to Graveyard of Lullabies) The Jani Empress has invaded the Nunait, and the queen of Iqavu swears vengeance. Tatter-cloak leads an army by her words, and I guard them beneath banshee screams and skeleton knees. Once, we held forever, yet it crumbled in the taking flames. Now, we forge tomorrow from the ashes. (rated mature for instances of suicidal ideation and violence)

Equality is the perfect place, with perfect people, perfect pictures, and perfect actions. The Void is a dreadful, destructive place, as is told by the Council. The Void is dangerous. The Void is the furthest thing from perfect. One mistake can end their life; one mistake can end perfection. But everyone makes mistakes. And everyone wants to know what's in the Void. **This is only a first draft. World building and character development needs more work. Names of locations and organizations will change. I know it's basic right now.