This isn't a safe place.
My stories bleed. They scream. They don't ask for forgiveness.

I write about love that devours, pain that sanctifies, and monsters that wear human skin.
No soft edges. No happy endings. Just raw nerves, cracked bones, and truths too ugly to whisper out loud.

If you're here for comfort - leave.
But if you're here to burn,
to break,
to feel something that claws its way under your skin -
Welcome home.