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

"Lord Quinn is not the bothered right now, wizard."


"Fool, he NEEDS to hear what I have to say. Hasn't he always needed my words? You are not the reason we won the war. I am. My work, you are nothing more than a sword with a brain."


Paskel pushes him to the ground with ease. Gravity does most of the work. He towers over him, in size and cruelty.


"Do you know who I am? More importantly, do you know what I do to people like you? People weaker than me? Killing a man and a mouse hold the same pleasure," he snickers, relieving his sword from his hip.


"Disobey me again, and I will show you how much I enjoy it."


"PLEASE, soldier you mustn't turn me away. I hold the key to Lord Quinn's problem. I know where the RUNE..." his sentence is muffled behind Drago's hand, clenching his mouth shut. Immediately after, Drago slides a sica into his back. 


Chapter 56