Threshold Stories

A rock doesn't bleed. But when fourteen year old Alan Chandler wipes out on a lonely trail outside Kachina Village, Arizona, his blood soaks into a strange blue stone and something wakes up. By morning, his wounds are gone. By night, he's faster than he should be... and the "rock" is changing, growing lighter and smaller each time Alan sleeps, as if its purpose is being spent. Then a voice speaks inside his mind. Ru is an alien intelligence- stranded, trapped, and running out of time. The nanites now inside Alan's body can make him extraordinary, but only if Alan helps Ru reach the warship that's been lost in the asteroid belt for thousands of years. Alan has five days to choose: Keep the power and become the key to a war humanity doesn't even know exists... or walk away and hope the universe never comes looking for what he carries. Quantum Rock is a high tension YA science fiction thriller packed with first contact, buried secrets, superhuman abilities, and a choice that could cost Alan everything. Coming soon to Kindle Unlimited!

Everything is white. Nothing looks real, nothing looks physical. Am I dead?

This piece captures a moment of hesitation - not a decision. It's written to reflect the quiet, looping space many people recognize but rarely describe.

Theme: Reckoning / Communion / Witness Nothing gathers unless it is called. In The Gathering, A1k enters the final threshold before completion. Time loosens its grip. The boundaries between worlds thin, and those who shaped his survival-seen and unseen-begin to arrive. This is not a reunion of comfort. It is a convergence of truth. Saints appear first, not as figures of worship, but as witnesses-Saint Roch, Saint Dymphna, Saint Monica, Saint Jude-each carrying the memory of prayers spoken in desperation. They do not speak often. Their presence alone confirms that endurance was never solitary. Then come the living. Family members drift in and out of memory: voices without bodies, bodies without closure. Conversations replay-not as they were spoken, but as they were meant. Regret and love occupy the same space without canceling each other out. Music follows. Cadence does not perform-she remembers. Every lyric A1k ever wrote returns to him stripped of melody, revealing the truth hidden beneath rhythm. The songs become confessions. The confessions become testimony. The gods arrive last. Aphrodite stands apart, love fully revealed-not romantic, not merciful, not cruel, but honest. She shows A1k the cost of loving deeply without protection. She does not apologize. She does not defend herself. Death arrives without announcement. She does not claim him. Not yet. Instead, she listens. For the first time, A1k speaks without fear of consequence. He names every wound. Every absence. Every moment he survived when he should not have. The Great Spirit receives it all, not as judgment, but as record. This is the gathering of pain, prayer, music, blood, and breath. Nothing is resolved here. But everything is seen. And for the first time in his life, A1k is no longer carrying it alone.

Just a quick little piece a good friend and I threw at one another for a while. It was something. All of my works are public domain... Just be respectful of it.

Where does the definition change? Hot to cold? Near to far? Such contradictory when contemplating our life's trickery. Look at our history. Certainly foreshadows our future, but definitely nothin more than fictional stories. How could this be?

Do you believe in fate? Kayleigh Brown does. She believes that everything happens for a reason, that our lives are mapped out for us before were even born. She believes in fate so much that when she meets the incredible guy at the bar, she knows it’s not meant to be. This guy can't be meant for her because he's on his stag night. He’s promising himself to another woman, taking himself off the market and committing to someone else. Fate was just messing with her this time; if he was the one she was meant to be with then there would be some signs to show that. He wouldn’t be that easy to cut out of her life. But even when the signs start appearing, Kayleigh chooses to ignore them, going against everything she’s ever believed in her life. Instead, she tells herself that fate is what you make it, fate is about choices, and she chooses not to be with him. But is it really going to be that easy?

"You wanted magic? Then bleed for it." Y/N Belshaw didn't just dream of Hogwarts, she found a way in. But magic isn't what she imagined. Draco Malfoy isn't the boy she hoped for. And what starts as longing turns to war between two people haunted by more than they admit. She came for wonder. She found him instead. And nothing-not time, not truth, not even death-can stop what's coming next. Inspired by the wizarding world created by J.K. Rowling. This is a transformative work of fan fiction. (NOTE: slow-burn relationship)