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

"We are Bluvil. There is a ghost who stole an emerald of ours, which contains light needed for us to return to Oglolor of the north," there's a dangerous optimism in his voice. The type that blindsides most people, unable to see both sides of the coin.


"You resemble Vobys, a missing friend of ours, who was also a male-female crossbreed. Although Vobys was combined, and walked on three legs. You are two humans, bound by a chain, whose figure I find repulsive," slithers the cobra tail.  


Bluvil lets out a hearty laugh so powerful, it pushes Viola and Nicodemus back from the gust of air leaving his mouth. 


"Oglolor was the land of the centauriods like ourselves. Humans slaughtered us while rousing a peace treaty, and banished our people to the OuterLands." replies Bluvil.


"And we have been lost ever since," chimes in the cobra.


"I hold no allegiance to Oglolor," confirms Nicodemus, a bit nervous about his safety.


Chapter 43