Familiar rules.
Broken differently.
Secrets. Obsession.
Consequences.
Love doesn't make
anyone safe.
Beautifully
broken.
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Everyone wants to cheat Death. Nobody asks what happens if they win.
Styx has spent millennia guiding souls from the living world to the afterlife. He has never killed anyone. He cannot. Death only arrives after the thread of life has already been cut.
Then the cutting stops. People bleed, break, age and suffer, but nobody dies. Souls remain trapped inside bodies that should have released them, and the world begins to discover that immortality without healing is not a miracle.
The only person who may be able to restore the balance is Talia, the last soul Styx ever successfully carried across.
There is just one problem.
She is alive again.
And this time, Death may be the only one who can kill her.


The dark is in the details.
Expect broken rules, questionable decisions, uncomfortable consequences, and stories that rarely behave the way their tropes suggest they should.
Some things don’t survive the truth.
A dark romantic thriller in three parts. One mistake pulls a woman into the orbit of a man who owns everything except the truth, and the cost of knowing it compounds with every book.
Read in order. Nothing here forgives itself.


Humour has always been how I deal with things that are uncomfortable, frightening, painful or just spectacularly shit. If something goes wrong, there's a very good chance I'll make a joke about it before I've properly processed what happened. Sometimes approximately three business days before.


Someone thinks dubious consent, serial killers, psychological abuse, gore, toxic relationships or whatever fresh hell they've encountered on BookTok this week. And someone, somewhere, thinks a morally grey man saying mine while leaning against a doorframe counts.


Here, I can write about books, writing, publishing, tropes, research, dark fiction, things that irritate me and the bizarre questions I inevitably encounter while trying to make fictional nonsense vaguely believable.
the letter she never sentWhich is unfortunate, because examining things too closely is usually how they start.
Horror, thrillers, speculative fiction, dark romance and fantasy. Different genres, same bad habit: take something familiar, question one small detail everyone else seems perfectly happy to accept, and follow it until the entire premise becomes somebody's problem.
Sometimes the monsters aren't monsters. Sometimes the person saving you is worse. Sometimes cheating Death turns out to be a spectacularly bad idea.
Basically, if a story has rules, I'm probably going to interfere with them.
And don't get too attached to anyone...

You smile, you nod, and you let them wonder what he sees in you. That is your power, if
you are clever enough to use it.