I've been published in such publications as Suspense Magazine, Lycan Valley Press, The Fictional Cafe, Drunk Monkeys, Red Fez and others. I've currently self published three novels. I plan to release more shorts and novels. Honestly, I'm just a wisp of smoke gliding across the astral plane, purposely creating thoughtful stories to keep you up at night.


In the year 814, the country of Ashovania is reaching a tipping point in a 100-year civil war. Both factions, Avalon, and Alastair, are battling over the illustrious and mysterious Arcane Rune, which is said to bring prosperity to the soil of the planet. However, things go wrong when the king of Avalon is killed, and his son gains control of the kingdom. He is unfit to helm the war, almost dooming Avalon completely.  Not to mention that he's been suffering from hallucinations of a demon. The story revolves around several people in the country, their connection with the rune, and the explanation of what the demon actually is. 

Ashovania's Demon

Leo, leading the pack, notices that the tunnel is getting even tighter. There is little to no light, the air is hot, and a strong whiff of garbage persists. Rats and other rodents circle around them as they travel onward.


...The Prince sits up in his bed, wide awake, scanning the room for the demon. Three women, including Amalija, the nurse he slept with before, are slumbering naked near him. He, like his father, enjoys an occupied bed. Sex clears the mind. A complete contrast to being squished in a sewage line. In his bedroom he has no restraints, and room for curiosity. Though he only hugged onto one question.


The Prince walks to the balcony carefully, and peers out at the nightfall. He looks over Avalon's empire and its people. For the first time feeling like a Prince. 


The Prince springs around in terror, only to see his servant startled as well.


"Soorry sir, my throat is clogged from a cold. But I believe it is time."


Chapter 29