Black girl with a wild imagination and a love for broken characters.
I write about love that hurts, healing that's messy, and the monsters that wear familiar faces.
📚 Psychological thrillers | Urban fiction | Trauma, survival, and control
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Stories by ShanieyaWrites
The Watcher
At 10:14 p.m., Jaya texted her roommate: On my way.
At 10:16, she was gone.
When she wakes, she's not on the...
My Mothers Other Face
When Jayla moves back home, she notices her mother's smile is... wrong.
Too wide. Too still.
And in the mirro...
Memory Host
Memory Host
By Shanieya S. Wright
She woke up with no memory, a baby on the way, and a stranger calling her...