HBHM (hiatus)

Her eyes pulsed blood red, and the monster inside her wrangled its chains, crackling, craving, grinning with mad delight. And then it snapped. [ hiatus indefinitely ]

Kay

sort of a collection of all my non-book work; short stories, one shots, the like. [ongoing]

Memoirs of a Fallen God

Once I was a god. Worshiped. Revered. The huddled masses cast themselves at my feet, heads bowed and eyes wide. Save us, they begged. Spare us, they pleaded. And, fool that I was, I tried. Now I am nothing. Fallen. A bitter memory of an age long passed. A broken old fool too stubborn to die. This is my story. My r...

Can't Tell In The Sunlight

Knowing is the name of the game. If you know enough, you can win. But what happens when you know too much? Niteo lives as a skillfull shadow, though it seems someone has caught a glimpse. Can she escape without revealing what she is? And save those she cares about at the same time?

Delicate

delicate /ˈdɛlɪkət/ adjective easily broken or damaged; fragile. a collection of poems, written in the dead of night.

**OLD DRAFT**Protectors: Book 1 of Protectors **OLD DRAFT**

Destiny is not guaranteed. It is not written. It is earned. It is lived. Jade was born to fight, to protect, and to lead. She was born of a bloodline destined to bond with a wolf. It was her right. But as the years passed, and as more blood coughed over her lips, she was awakened to the thought that she was not what p...

Havoc

The Den is in mourning and itching for revenge. The word on street is Peter has a new friend and they are plotting. It looks like Chaos might be down for the count. But that doesn't mean their isn't havoc to create. It's been four months since the bombing of Shifters' Den. Shifters' Den has been on lock down. Absolut...

Helpful Procrastination

Perhaps writing this book is procrastination in itself. But, at least, in doing so, I can help you. In this book, I'll be giving writing advice. No 5-page entries, just my advice in its most concise, blunt form. Enjoy.

Writing 101 (with rotXinXpieces)

Writing is awesome. No doubt about that, but sometimes it can be super hard. How do you know you're doing something right? What if my plot isn't solid? Your characters are messed up? Well! You've come to the right book! Here are some super tips and advice that I highly recommend on your epic journey into the writing w...

Quantum Parenting

Facial Hair Confuses Babies. One of a number of random observations from an unprepared, unreliable and neurodiverse parent. This ...er... thingy, diatribe, publication, list, call it what you will is a collection of odd thoughts, random observations and general rubbish from the sleep deprived and generally caffeine-i...

Kats

Nineteen years ago, a pandemic crossed the earth that killed every single cat in the world. Not one survived - but all of them bit someone before they died. The reason why was a mystery for about a year. It was at this time that the first bitten human had a child. But that child was only half human. The other half was...

Those Who Burn Brightest

The Ingonish have long been invaders in a land not there own. Having attacked the westering continent with its rich and prosperous land and overcome the native Gry and Gau peoples with weapons far surpassing their own. The only thing seeming to stand in their way were the An'Anu. Great warriors bonded to bright beast...

The "older you get, the less you work, the more you earn" Paradox

One of my favorites stories I wrote for Working for Heat series (currently with two volumes). This one is from the first. You can get the rest of the stories here: http://www.amazon.com/Working-for-heat-ebook/dp/B0058WBUNG/ Hope you enjoy, and comments are welcomed.

Fired!

A smile crossed Death's cold, skeleton face. "Looks like you're out of a job," he told her. The angel looked up at him, shocked. "I-it's not as easy as it looks," she insisted. [A compilation of short stories that are sometimes about life, but mostly about Death.]

Love Spelled Sacrifice (A Manifesto Poem)

This is a poem I wrote for Ellen Hopkins' contest. It is about love...a subject that means a lot to me.

The Awkward Love Song of Abigail Archer

Abigail Archer lived a non-existent life. That is until Death arrived at her door with an interesting proposition... He asks her to live. But what will Abigail do when she realizes her only reason to live is Death itself? And what will Death do when he realizes that in Abigail, he has found life?

The Essence of Water

***OLD AND NEW VERSION ENCLOSED*** Marked a Misfit and destined for tragedy. Adie must fight to keep her life. Water will not kill her but, it may be the death of her.