"Valesia looked outside the window and saw that the sun had just disappeared behind the hillcrest. She had until the second sundown to murder her best friend. The only person who loved her through her plight for Talio. Talio. Was he ever going to stop costing her?" Valesia, a troubled drow fighting every waking moment for her brother, curses the blood in her veins. How could she have thought she could defy the spider goddes of evil, Lolth, forever? Even if she could, the black sludge coursing through her veins was enough to seal her true fate... goodness wasn't written in her code. Blood, since the beginning of time, has always been the decider of fate. Right? But as Valesia is faced with a new deal, a new impossible trial, she has to wonder... what if she could change what destiny had set in motion? What if she could take her bold defiance to a new level, even from spitting in the face of a god? What if she could change the color of her blood? Break her vow? Never. Impossible. But maybe?...

A classic 1940's style mystery... "Secretary Murders Widowed Mistress in Adelaide Love Nest!" Vivian Sherlock glanced from the screaming headline on her daily newspaper to the pale young man sitting on the other side of her desk. "Nigel is innocent!" insisted the young man.

Matthias is a struggling writer finally able to move into his first solo apartment. He's thrilled to have a place free of roommates and siblings, even though the building is decrepit and is inhabited by an odd assortment of people including an intrusive neighbor, a little girl who wanders freely, and an overweight orange cat named Cheese. As Matthias settles in things begin getting stranger. Something vile is growing in the dark and it's coming from somewhere on the second floor... where Matthias happens to live. Author's note: this is me trying to get back to my roots: a character driven novella with horror elements. The story of people struggling against an inscrutable enemy, as well as the day to day trials of being poor in America. I have no idea how often I'll update or even exactly how this will all go down because y'girl is a panster. So strap in because this is the first draft and you all get to see it being born! Feel free to comment whatever comes to mind, and helpful critiques are always welcome.

There is a house, notable for its lack of any interesting feature, that serves as home to four tenants. The last of these leads the reader down corridors of mystery and wonder. There's something about that place that makes him feel all is not well with his fellow housemates, none of whom he has ever seen. Pressure is put on him to find out more and his curiosity takes him down a path on which, once started, there is no turning back.