Westley has always known Claire. She's always been a constant in his life, whether it be as his babysitter, his secret Santa, as his pretend-girlfriend, his confident, as the person he could always rely on. But she's also always been the girl he loved. All his years have been Claire years.

Featured on Wattpad's short story reading list, "Spine Tinglers" Featured on the ambassador run profile for speculative fiction, @ForbiddenWorlds Featured on @UltimateWriters reading list, "Dreadful Mysteries" Adult fiction book of the month for January ___ When Lucie Dare was eight years old, she was taken away from her uncle's care on reports that he had gone mad. Before she left, she could recall him throwing his life's work, his research, into the fire and shouting to the maid, "The world isn't ready." Two years later, an investigator finds her, asking for her help on a case that never got solved. The disappearance of her uncle. Drawn into the case, she finds herself back at the house where everything happened. A windowless mansion, filled with mirrors. A particular locked room is what the inspector is after, and she has the key. In the center, a broken mirror. Something happened here, something that caused it to have to be locked in the first place. Her uncle once said to her, placing his hand on the cold glass of the mirror. His reflection doing the same. "What if-" he whispered. Eyes fixed on his own eyes, across the glass. "We can't get through the mirror, because our reflection is stopping us." And shortly after he went mad, "What if our reflection could get through the mirror, too, but we are the ones stopping it." ___ "J. D. Rider builds a dark, captivating atmosphere, leading us through Lucie's dreadful past. We follow the young heroine and the reluctant investigator until we reach a point where we fear to look at our own reflection in a mirror..." - @Adultficton (Short story, completed)

A quiet afternoon is infinitely more interesting when you add a young man who claims to be a time-traveler, a half-completed shopping list, and an unhealthy amount of sarcasm. {Written 2014}