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Discover my stories
Welcome to a glimpse into my creative world. Here, you'll find excerpts from my short stories and novels, some still unfolding. Each piece offers a peek into narratives waiting to be explored, along with a glimpse into the inspiration behind them.
Intriguing narratives
Dive into selected passages from my growing collection of short stories and novels. These excerpts offer a taste of my writing style and the worlds I create, designed to spark your imagination and curiosity. Some of these works are still in progress, offering a unique opportunity to witness stories as they develop.
The story behind the story
Every piece of writing has a journey. Beyond the words on the page, discover the inspiration, the process, and the moments that led to these stories. Understanding the genesis of a narrative can deepen your connection to the characters and their worlds, offering a richer reading experience.
My first novel in progress
I am currently immersed in writing my first novel, a project I'm incredibly passionate about. This page offers exclusive glimpses into its development. My hope is that these excerpts will intrigue you, encouraging you to reach out to me to read more, discuss potential collaborations, or consider publishing this work.
Here is an excerpt from my short story "Dead End".
"He could feel it. He turned around and looked behind him. To the left, back in the trees, he saw two yellow eyes. But they were too high. Maybe something was in a tree, but the eyes were nearly seven feet up. Something had to be in a tree. He waited, holding his breath.
Then, a low, rhythmic thrumming sound started—not quite a growl, but a vibration that he felt in his chest more than he heard in his ears."
The Echo of Her except:
"She looked at the lump laying in the bed. Annoyed she flung the cover off her and got up. She opened the door and reached to flip the switch when she heard the TV downstairs.
Why had hadn’t turned off the TV.
“Ugh, Why didn’t you turn off the TV?”
The lump moved a little and started snoring.
She stomped down the stairs and walked into the living room. What greeted her was pure horror. He husband was lying on the couch. Blood trickled out of his mouth. Eyes were open in a surprised expression. He was dead.
She started to scream, instead she put her hand over her mouth. A terrifying thought occurred to her. If her husband was here…then who was in the bed next to her."
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