I write for the monsters who learned to love, the weapons that learned to feel, and the hearts that burn too bright to stay hidden. My worlds are built from blood, betrayal, and the softest parts of us that refuse to die, no matter how many cages they build. I'm obsessed with moral contradictions, slow-burn danger, and characters who would rather set the world on fire than bow to it. Here for the quiet heartbreaks, the violent devotions, and every story that feels like a pulse under your skin. Welcome to my chaos - leave your clean hands at the door.