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

"Is it safe to say that your presence was not necessary in the battle at the Hill of Sorrowleaf? Simply placed there from privilege? Would the cobalt-flamed sword or 'Sword of Kings' be better off in the hands, of say Leo from the Calvary, or..." inquiries Sappho. 


"Can we not assume that you purposely provided the tactical positions to grant Alastair an upper hand, as you did with Grimbrook? Because by dawn, at the Hill of Sorrowleaf, the sky was blackened by hundreds of arrows. Quickly followed by cannon fire, and steam-powered guns firing at an alarming rate," scorns Eleon.


"No...I am bound by my blood to serve Avalon. I am no spy."


"So how can you explain the timing of every siege you command being countered with an almost eerie precision? Have you no history that, aside from the Battle of Osk Shallows, all other fights we have lost have been the ones that you oversaw?"


Chapter 39