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"The Abstracted Have No Mouth And They Must Scream" (2025) Video Deep Dive

"The Ethics of Damnation" (2024) Video Deep Dive

"Into The Snicketverse" (2023) Video Deep Dive

"Asteria" (2022) Poetry Video

"Not a Myth" (2021) Poetry Video

"The Power of Lydia Deetz" (2020) Video Essay

"The Hidden History of Edgar Allan Poe" (2020) Documentary

"Why Was The Beast Really Cursed?" (2019) Video Deep Dive

"The Hidden History of Little Red Riding Hood" (2019) Documentary

"The Hidden History of Frankenstein" (2019) Documentary

"The Hidden History of The Nutcracker" (2018) Documentary

"HERstory: Anne Boleyn" (2018) Documentary

"HERstory: Marie Antoinette" (2018) Documentary

"HERstory: Emperor Wu Zeitan (2018) Documentary

"HERstory: Mary Queen of Scots (2018) Documentary

"Sanctus" (2018) Poetry Video

Poetry

• "The Hidden History of The Gottscheer and Myself" in The Courtship of Winds (forthcoming)

• "If God Himself Could Not Sink This Ship, Then Who?" in Fahmidan Journal (2024)

• "When the Robots left" in Valley by Valley (2024)

• "Matinee" and "Mendacious" in DIALOGUE (2024))

• "Say 'Hello' Again" in KAPOW! Anthology by Red Penguin Books (2024)

• "voluntary evacuation zone" in The Auvert Magazine (2023)

• "sweet tea in the summer" in Pink Apple Press (2023)

• "My Battery Is Low And It's Getting Dark" in The Orchards Poetry Journal (2023)

• "A Song of Cups and String" in Shore Poetry (2019)

• "weird sisters" in Tattoo Highway (2018)

• "spin technique" and "Twilight" and "In Another Universe" in Boomer Lit Mag (2018)

• "Fisherman’s Folly and the Telling of a Tailed Trollop Who Forgot She Could Walk" in Dreams & Nightmares Magazine (2018)

• "My Mom Owns Baba Yaga's Mortar and Pestle" and "Persephone's Pomegranates" in The New Mexico Review (2017)

• "Similar" and "Talisman, or How to Write Me" in Seven Circle Press (2017)

• "April Showers" in Bluestem Magazine (2016)

• "The August Visitor" in Rust + Moth (2016)

Short Stories

• "For The Sake of Her Heart" in Love Letters to Poe Volume III (2024)

• "Blood of My Blood, Dream of My Dreams, Heart of My Heart" in The Icarus Writing Collective (2023)

• "Dash Away All" in We All May Be Together (2021)

• "Sablier Ships" in Not One of Us (2020)

• "Think of a Mermaid Lagoon" in The New Mexico Review (2016)

Plays

• "The Fable of Wonderland" (2022)

Achievements

• Auvert Magazine's Orange Skies Contest: Second Place (2023)

• The Nation's National Amateur Poetry Competition: Finalist (2023)

• L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future: Silver Honorable Mention (2020)

• Glimmer Train Short Story Contest for New Writers: Honorable Mention (2017)

• AWP Intro Journals Project: Honorable Mention (2017)

Monster Romances

It's Halloween in Sleepy Hollow and Arletta is spending the night selling tarot readings to her fellow townsfolk (the ones who don't see her witchcraft as the work of the Devil that is). The people of Sleepy Hollow believe in many magical things but the one Arletta firmly doesn't believe in is Death. The deadly rider of The Hollow. The Headless Horseman.All of that changes when she encounters him on her late night walk. He senses how powerful her magic is and knows he has to have her. He whisks her away to his realm and tells her of his plans to make her his forever. Though she may be resistant at first after a passionate night spent with the messenger of Death, she isn't so sure being his sounds like such a bad idea after all.But Halloween can't last forever...can it?

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: spanking, wax play, light BDSM, dubcon, and chasing. Also includes mentions of past emotional and physical abuse.

Arletta is gone...but her legend lives on.Samantha Waverly Kos has been miserable since her best and only friend Arletta Harrington disappeared into the mist several years ago, running off to be with her lover, the Headless Horseman himself. Struggling with depression and life long trauma Samantha decides she doesn't want to live anymore. But just when she's about to pitch herself off the top of the Sleepy Hollow clock tower a mysterious voice stops her.Al's a demon that's invisible to the living world. That is until he meets Samantha. She can see him and she's not amused by his over the top and uncouth attitude. Al decides haunting Samantha will be a very entertaining endeavor and he might just be able to convince her that life's worth living after all.Sleepy Hollow stays sexy in this long-awaited sequel to the Bestselling novella Riding The Headless Horseman.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: dubcon and choking. Mentions of past sexual assault, and on page depictions of sexual harassment. Also includes depictions of depression, PTSD, and suicidal ideations.

Monika is spending the holidays alone this year, hiding out in her late grandmother’s beach house. She plans to spend the season with her anti-anxiety meds and a bottle of wine until an unexpected visitor breaks in. Prepared to fight for her life, Monika uses her grandmother’s old handgun to shoot the intruder only to realize it’s not a man. It’s Krampus the Yule Devil himself.Krampus sweeps Monika up in his sack and carries her back to his realm where she is in for a whirlwind night of pain and pleasure. But there is more to Krampus than meets the eye, and there is a darkness in Monika that she’s always been dying to unleash.Not everything is as black and white as ‘naughty’ and ‘nice.’

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: noncon, dubcon, spanking, BDSM, blood play, and choking. Includes mentions of past emotional, physical, and sexual abuse.

Dark Romances

One night at the circus can change everything...Bunny Reed is a poor poet just trying to make ends meet. When she attends a strange pop-up circus attraction in New York City all she's looking for is a fun time.Alex, Eddie, and Spencer work for the circus as clowns, and when they see Bunny sitting in the front row of the audience one night, something about her draws them in.Bunny begins a whirlwind relationship with the men but she can sense there's a hidden darkness to them. When they confide in her that they actually work as hitmen who target sexual predators at first Bunny is horrified, but when her own abusive ex shows up to hunt her down she decides it's time to send in the clowns.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: noncon, dubcon, chasing, choking, spanking, blood play, and knife play. Includes on page violence, torture, and mentions of past sexual assault. Also includes depictions of PTSD and depression.

Jay is determined never to return to the mental hospital she’s escaped from. Which is why when her car crashes in the middle of a blizzard she decides to take her chances in the nearby woods. Just when she thinks all hope is lost she comes across a cozy cabin deep in the woods. The cabin’s sole resident is a handsome man named Laurie. He confides in Jay that he’s also recently escaped from an abusive mental hospital but is reluctant to tell her what he was sent away for.As the storm rages on feelings between the two are growing stronger but Jay has a feeling there’s a dark secret Laurie’s keeping from her.Laurie says they need to stick together but there’s something in the woods and Jay needs to be careful who she trusts.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Depictions of mental hospital malpractice and abuse. On page violence and gore, and mentions of past sexual assault. Also includes depictions of mental illness and suicidal ideations.

Can someone with a heart made of ice ever learn to love?It is Christmas Eve and museum overnight security guard Mary Ellory Lark is not feeling the holiday spirit. For years her father has warned her of a prophecy that ties her to the mythical Jack Frost, but she doesn't believe in all that.Until he shows up.Jack Frost drags Mary away into his land of eternal winter to make her his wife. Mary fights against him at first, not wanting to give in to his darkness, but she can't keep denying the passion the King of Winter ignites in her. But can an immortal being like Jack Frost ever truly fall in love?

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: dubcon, noncon, chasing, ice play, anal play, spanking, and voyeurism. Also includes mentions of past emotional abuse.

Urban Fantasy Romances

When Haley and Bobbie’s magic-hating mother realized that her daughters had inherited the magic of their ancestor, the Good Witch of Christmas, La Befana, she abandoned them at a small cottage on an island off the coast of Greenland, otherwise known as the portal to the North Pole where the girls’ grandfather lives. Despite growing up in a holiday paradise, the sisters decided to leave the realm of magic holiday folk behind and head to a small town in Maryland in search of a ‘normal’ life. However, once tragedy strikes, leaving Bobbie widowed and Haley disabled, Haley can no longer find it in herself to get into the holiday spirit.Then she meets Oliver, a charming firefighter out on a candy cane delivery, and she is immediately enchanted. Oliver is determined to help this humbug find some holiday cheer, but Haley doesn’t know how to trust in love, especially when she’s spent her time in the mortal world keeping her true self a secret.It might take a Christmas miracle for this witch to fan the flames of true love.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: light BDSM. Depictions of depression and suicidal ideation.

After The Battle of Hogwarts Draco Malfoy went into hiding, fleeing trial. 10 years later he's found and sentenced to exile. He takes to wandering the Edinburgh streets feeling hopeless and alone. One cold October night he wanders into a small coffee shop that just so happens to be owned by Hermione Granger, who disappeared from the Wizarding World shortly after the war, choosing to live off the grid in the muggle world.Hermione isn't ready to forgive him, but Draco is ready to change. The two form an unlikely friendship that slowly blossoms into something more. But when a poisoning plot of supposed vigilantes who aren't too happy about a former Death Eater walking free starts to threaten the quiet life they've built together, Hermione and Draco must call upon friends old and new to help them.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content including: dubcon, role-play, spanking, choking, and semi-public activities. Includes on page violence, torture, and mentions of past sexual assault. Also includes depictions of PTSD.

Gothic Romances

What if his nightmares were true?Edgar Allan Poe. Struggling writer. Literary visionary. Madman?Edgar has a dark secret that he fears he can't even share with the ones he loves. The nightmarish tales he writes are coming to life all around him. He can hear the heart beating in the floorboards, he has been in Roderick Usher's house, and he has seen Berenice's bloody teeth fall from her mouth. His only sanctuary is a beach somewhere lost in time and space where the mysterious Annabel Lee lives.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Depictions of mental illness, alcoholism, and suicide.

Poetry

What happens when you enter the woods everyone warned you stay away from? Enter the magical world from the minds of Molly Likovich and Marcia Ruiz-Olguín. A place where witches are real, where trees hold magic and ancient stories, and Greek scholars dance to worship the old Gods. But there is danger in these woods as well. Sinister figures in the shadows waiting to poison you, an all-knowing Goblin King waiting to trick you. Molly and Marcia invite their readers to enter the woods and embark on a journey through the enchanting unknown to uncover the myths and magic that lay in the center of the woods.

Past the goblin grove, beyond the witches' cottage, deep in the heart of the forest there is a house and what lurks inside is darker than you could ever imagine.From the creators of 'Not a Myth,' Molly and Marcia invite you to journey deeper into their woods and discover the secrets of Alchemia Hall.Some things you'll have to see to believe.

CONTENT WARNINGS: Includes depictions of depression, suicide, and murder.

2025

• A Million Lives Book Festival, May 2nd-3rd, Baltimore MD

• Monstererotica Book Con, May 8th-10th, Baltimore MD

• Frightreads Book Festival, Sept 13-14th, Howard County Fairgrounds West Friendship MD

Getting With The Ghoul BONUS EPILOGUE

“Wipe your mouth, Matilda,” Arletta says with a roll of her eyes. “You look like you just walked off the set of True Blood.”Matilda shoots Arletta a mischievous look as she takes an old-fashioned looking embroidered handkerchief out of her pocket and dabs at her mouth, rich red staining the once pristine white cotton.“Stop harassing her,” I say from my perch on Al’s lap. “She needs to eat, same as any of us.”Arletta looks up at Hesse. Or rather, Hesse’s lack of head. Nothing but a flaming Jack-O-Lantern rests atop his shoulders where Arletta says a once glorious head of flaming red curls once sat.When they showed up on my doorstep—her old doorstep—flushed cheeks, bright eyes, the looming shadow of the Horseman behind her, sans head, I knew something had gone terribly wrong.“I got your letter.” Arletta held up my suicide note, crumpled and stained from rain runny ink. “Time’s a mess to keep track of anymore on our side of The Veil. I’m sorry it took me so long.”She stepped across the threshold of the doorway and wrapped me up in her arms. Her vanilla-spiced scent overwhelmed my senses and the tickle of her long, dark hair curtained my face. I sighed into her embrace. I was still so pissed at her for abandoning me but I couldn’t deny how relieved I was to have her back.
I pulled back from the embrace, my gaze falling onto the intruding shadow behind her.I nodded towards him. “That him?”“Oh! Right! Hesse, darling—” the pet name for such an intimidating creature startled me. “Come here.”The Horseman walked into the light of my front porch. I gasped at the sight of his neck, devoid of a head. He was carrying his Jack-O-Lantern head under his arm, perched in the crook of his elbow like some kind of macabre football player.“So,” Arletta turned to look at her Hessian paramour, “we have a problem.”“Ha!” We all whipped around at the sound of Al’s booming laugh. “Ichabod Crane, as I live and don’t breathe.”"Hello, demon."I knew Hesse spoke with his mind when he was without a head but the verbalized thought was disturbing; sent a chill through my body. I was amazed that Arletta had ever learned to tolerate it.“I thought you didn’t know him personally,” I said.Al shrugged. “I don’t, but I know of him, and head or not, a Death Rider knows a demon when he sees him, or rather—” Al gestured to Hesse’s pumpkin head and burst out laughing again.“Who the hell is this?” Arletta asked at the same time I asked Hesse “You’re Ichabod Crane?”"Not anymore," Hesse thought-said. "I am Hesse now and forever more."Jeez, dramatic.“I’m Al,” Al said to Arletta. He came up behind me and slung an arm over my shoulder, his earthy, tobacco scent was a comforting mantle that settled over my senses and I instinctually melted into the comfort of his touch.Arletta looked at me. “You summoned a demon?”I huffed in defense of her incredulous tone and pointed at Hesse. “Don’t judge me for fucking the undead!”"She has a point, my sweet thing," Hesse said.“Jeez, you two,” Al said. “Get a room.”“This is my house,” Arletta snapped.“Didn’t you fuck off to the ghost realm and leave Samantha here all alone?”“I, well, it was—”“Stop it!” I peeked around the doorway of the cottage to make sure no one from town was out for a Halloween stroll, daring to Trick or Treat at the witch’s house and witness the paranormal teté-te happening on my doorstep right now. “Come inside.”Hesse was insanely tall like Arletta always said he was and even without a head had to duck significantly to fit through the doorway. He and Arletta shuffled over to the living room and plopped down beside each other, holding hands, fingers comfortably stroking back and forth, the ease of two people a long time in love.I sat on the chair across from them as Al floated through the air, goofing around as usual until he came to levitate by my side.“Why are you here?” I asked. “And what happened to his head? I thought you said the skull worked.”“It did but Death got angry.”“Death?”“Yes,” Arletta said. “The God of Death doesn’t like that a living witch gave the Horseman of The Hollow his head back, he reclaimed Hesse’s head to make a point. It was either keep his head or lose me.” She looked lovingly at her headless man. “He chose me.”“Awwwww,” Al mocked. I slapped his knee, he chuckled.“Anyway,” Arletta rolled her eyes at Al. “We’re here because we want your help, and I guess his too.” She waved her hand in Al’s direction. “We want to kill Death.”“Come again?” Al said.“You heard me.”“Sorry, little witch,” Al said assertively. “Pretty sure the world needs people to keep on dying in order for things to function properly. I mean, hey, I’m no wise one or anything but—”"I’ll say Hesse," intoned.I glared at him, wondering if he could even really process my gaze.“—But,” Al continued. “I’m pretty certain that for there to be life, there needs to be death.”“I know that!” Arletta glared at my demon.There will still be a God of Death, Hesse said. I will become Death.
Needless to say those words placed an uncomfortable pall over the rest of that Halloween evening. Now, weeks later, and Arletta and Hesse are mine and Al’s new house mates, while I go to work Al shadows me, complaining about how mean Arletta is and how creepy Hesse is. I used to remind Al that he, himself, was a demon and had no room to call people creepy but after spending a week with the Hessian in my home I was willing to admit he took spookiness to a level that far surpassed my boyfriend’s.While Al haunted me and Matilda at The Raven’s Quill, Arletta and Hesse traveled with magical means I didn’t quite understand to obtain ancient texts and search for ways to overthrow the God of Death himself.By mid November Matilda invited us to The Back Room, a secret club for paranormal beings tucked away behind the town’s local pub The Speakeasy. It was pretty thrilling the first time Matilda led us to the back hallway where the restrooms were and tapped some of the old bricks to make the secret door appear. It all felt very Harry Potter and I was too basic not to be enchanted by it.Now we come here often enough to be regulars. It’s the only place in town where Arletta and Hesse can come and go from freely. Believe it or not it’s kind of hard for a pseudo-dead girl and an eight foot tall headless colonial ghost to waltz down main street.Matilda comes here frequently to feed.It’s gross, but I don’t fault her for what she is.Arletta hates Matilda and I can’t say I blame her. If I were Arletta I might hate her too. But the three of us are without families and Matilda is my boss and the only in us witches have with the underground paranormal community of Sleepy Hollow.Arletta also doesn’t seem to like Al, which I am far less tolerable of.As if reading my mind, Al leans in and nips at my neck. I turn my head to meet his stormy-eyed stare. “I’m hungry too, babes.”I smirk. Arletta makes a gagging noise.I flip her off as I kiss Al and she laughs.I missed that sound.Insufferable and mean as she is, I missed her.I’m so glad she’s back.Even if she brought the daunting task of killing Death along with her.