Some stories aren't meant to be understood... only felt.
I write dark BL where silence speaks louder than words, where obsession lingers like a shadow, and where love feels more like a slow descent than a safe place.
Nothing here is pure. Nothing is simple. Every glance hides something, every touch means more than it should.
If you find yourself drawn to the dangerous, the unspoken, and the kind of stories that stay with you long after you close the page... you might belong here.
Current story: Scent of Ruin 🖤