I writes stuff, you reads my stuff. Occasionally, I reads stuff you write, and then coo over how much I loves it. This will be our relationship.

You’ll notice that most of my stories center around an original character. I enjoy the challenge of trying to write a fairly realistic original character without falling into the so-called “Mary-Sue” trap. I would like to think I’ve succeeded. At least most of the time.

My earlier stories were…well…fluff. Long, semi-romantic, not so much plot. The stuff I write now is darker, but funnier, and more twisted. (Although I do still barrel shamelessly and unrepentantly into fluff at the drop of a hat. Any hat.) I believe it has been described as “A kinky and humorous body of work,” by Pheonicia – who I blame for a lot of my really weird ideas.

Fear me. (And Pheonicia. She part-times as my beta and muse.)

My Stories:

Dark Devotion: (Oblivion) My current WIP. Dark Devotion is about a snarky, slightly unbalanced former prostitute who joins the Dark Brotherhood. Despite the title, there’s no romance planned for this story. It’s more about sex, murder, control, and learning to trust some very untrustworthy people.

Dark Child: (Oblivion) A prequel for Dark Devotion born out of the pages upon pages for notes that I wrote to try and get a handle on the character. It contains things such as insights into her personality, her real name, and the reason why vampires scare the crap out of her.

Water and Diamonds: (Oblivion) A one shot about a very shattered hero. Dark. May be extended into a larger fic, because I love the character. We’ll see.

Do Vampires...?: (Oblivion) One shot. Sad. Janus Hassildor angsting. Well, torn between angsting and wanting to break the unwritten rule of "Do Not Bite The Hired Help, Even If They Never Shut Up."

A Lesson in Restoration: (Oblivion) Rated M. Asking for help in Restoration can lead to interesting places if you're asking a former Sanguine worshiper. Is it the same unnamed heroine in "Water and Diamonds"? Maybe!

Power Play: (Oblivion) A one-shot slashfic that doesn't quite fit into any of my other stories. I wrote it as a challenge to myself.

Kicking Kittens: (Harry Potter) Yes, I wrote a Potterfic. It’s not as bad as it sounds. I tried to write a little bundle of neuroses who is paralyzingly shy, is one step above being a Squib, and who talks to her cats. May or may not be continued.

Perfect Sacrifice: (Harry Potter) Old, one chapter, and probably not going any further. I keep it up out of sheer perverse stubbornness.

The Three Treasures: Part 1: (Slayers) Please to not be reading this. It burns. It really does.