Welcome. My stories live in the space where gothic fear and emotional — often romantic — tension begins to mirror one another. I’m drawn to stories shaped by atmosphere, buried histories, spectral presences, and the quiet terror of things long left unresolved, particularly stories exploring male/male attraction, vulnerability, and emotional intimacy under pressure. If you’re drawn to mystery steeped in emotion, haunted spaces, and a lingering sense of unease, this is the territory my stories inhabit, and where we may meet.
At the heart of my writing are stories where the complications of love collide with uncertainty, vulnerability is heightened, and emotions become difficult to name. I’m drawn to claustrophobic, high-pressure spaces where gothic suspense and forbidden attraction coexist. Where every step toward intimacy feels dangerous, where houses remember, where old ghosts linger, and where what’s buried refuses to remain hidden. In those moments, desire sharpens, tension tightens, and internal truths become impossible to outrun.
The Whitlock Inheritance
Now Emerging from the Shadows
A Haunted Coastal Estate. A Buried
Legacy. A Dangerous Inheritance.
Osprey Point
A house built to endure disaster,
now rotting around a lie.

Some houses do not want to be inherited.
Osprey Point, the Whitlock ancestral estate, towers above the cliffs: once stately and imposing, now quietly decaying. As Matt and a small group of friends explore its shuttered rooms and locked grounds, the house begins to turn hostile. Doors slam without cause. Corridors shift. Unseen forces move with deliberate intent. At the center of it all lingers the spirit of Chester Whitlock, whose malevolent presence still guards the legacy he left behind.
Amid the search for answers, Matt must confront another truth he can no longer ignore: the quiet pull toward Ryan, his best friend Susan’s boyfriend.
In Progress
The Haunting At Lochmare Castle
A New Gothic Mystery Emerging From the Mist
A storm-bound castle. A forbidden love. A haunting that refuses to stay buried.
An ancestral seat built to preserve a legacy,
now dragging the living into
a war festering among its dead.
Some secrets survive longer than the people who buried them.
A storm-stranded castle. A group of strangers. A haunting that doesn’t forgive, and a connection that complicates everything.
A group of strangers, brought together on a European discount bus tour, find themselves stranded by a storm in a remote Scottish castle, cut off from the outside world and from any easy escape. What begins as an inconvenience quickly turns into something far more unsettling as tensions rise and guests begin to vanish.
It becomes clear the castle is not just haunted, but watching.
At the center of it all, two men — initially at odds, strangers until this journey — are forced into uneasy alliance, relying on one another as the castle begins to turn against them.


Call it a penchant for linking gothic fear with the dangerous vulnerability of desire, self-discovery, and forbidden attraction. My work blends gothic suspense, queer mystery, psychological tension, and male/male romance, often placing vulnerable characters inside spaces that seem to remember more than they should.
From an early age, I was drawn to custom homes under construction — quiet, half-finished spaces that felt full of possibility. They weren’t just buildings in progress; they were ideas taking shape in real time. It didn’t take long for my industrious younger self to discover that general contractors rarely lock sliding doors, and blueprints are often left somewhere on site for easy reference.
Those unfinished houses became my playground — part ideation lab, part adrenaline-fueled intrusion—where I could study innovative layouts, follow sightlines, and begin to understand how spaces are experienced, all while enjoying the undeniable thrill of trespassing…
