Bleak Stories

The original serialized form of Charles Dickens's Bleak House novel. Original serial cover illustration by H.K. Browne. Audiobook files posted at the beginning of each c...

A psychologist and a detective must pair up to discover the secrets of the bog behind the former's new home. *** The Autopsy of Jane Doe meets The Bog Wife by Kay Chron...

Donatello didn't know what to expect. One moment, he's wishing his family and his girlfriend goodnight, the next he's waking up in a desolate and unfamiliar place. His h...

The house fell empty, only the sound of leather boots creaking against the hard wood floors echoed through the complete darkness. Abraham stood above his "father&qu...

my desperation and longing is rotting me. i cannot be both patient and happy, nor pleasantly hopeful without derangement. i make life anguished in the meantime to scorn...

After the Quincy assault, a special squad was formed, Squad 14. They are tasked with the impossible, to find a way to kill the immortal.

i can feel it all begin to fade ﾟ☆ [circa late 2020]

This story is inspired from movies such as Fight Club and Taxi driver, and is inspired from a book, search of lost time. Go back to your high-school years as you follow...

verses dripping with what we cannot speak 🔸entries for Versification 2023 🔸 and poems dedicated to Sutekh/Set, since he is, after all, Chaos incarnate

Some deep and erring poetry. Sometimes, dark sometimes just fresh from the psyche. (Cover is self drawn and designed).

At the tender age of five, she claims to see a man who she called her guardian angel. Her family thought of it as an imaginary friend that would soon disappear once she...

Grieving, emotional trauma, love, pain, purpose, self identity. We are all bound by our humanity, and our emotions. This is something we cannot change. What we can chang...

The Earth is drowning. Experiments are underway to find alternative habitats. New Town is one of these experiments. My entry to the January 2016 #JustWriteIt

Life's contrasts, loss, depression, love, new life, all for what? Experience can be the only answer.

The closer you are to the cliff edge, the more beautiful the view.

Collected ramblings of a mad man

//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover...

I wrote this short story at a very dark time in my life. As a reader, I am a huge fan of horror and take a lot of inspiration from it. I wrote this in one sitting, and a...

feelings, are hard to feel sometimes.