I write for the quiet ones.
The ones who feel everything and say nothing.

My name is Frey Heroux. I tell stories that bruise on the way in-slow burns, buried grief, dark desire, and people unraveling in beautiful brutal ways. Gothic, emotional, sometimes twisted. Always real. 
If you are here, maybe you already know what if feels like to be quieted. 
To be underestimated. To be haunted by things no one claps for.
This isn't for everyone. But if it's for you, you'll know.