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Astaroth  is a darkly intimate, psychological novel about memory, trauma, and the haunting ways we survive what we can’t name.

At thirty, Hannah appears functional: a high-performing IT consultant in Seattle, disconnected from her family, exhausted but still smiling. Beneath the surface, she’s slipping. Losing her ability to keep up, to remember, to care. Her inner world has begun to fracture, and something old is surfacing. Flashes of childhood she can’t explain, memories she doesn’t understand, and a name she can’t remember ever learning, Astaroth.

When she jokingly scribbles his name and places it under her pillow, reality begins to twist. The man who appears in shadows is powerful, unnerving, magnetic… and somehow familiar. He tells her she’s remembering. But remembering what?

Drawn into a web of generational secrets and buried abuse, Hannah must confront what’s been hidden in her bloodline and in herself. As the memories return, so does the fire others have tried to extinguish.

Tinged with dark mysticism and laced with slow-burning tension, Astaroth is both a story of healing and a descent into truth. It’s a love letter to the women who’ve been silenced, a reckoning with the mother line, and a tale of what happens when you stop running and burn.

Content Warning: Memory recall of sexual abuse, not explicit.

This book has a happy ending 🙂

Here’s a blog post about the truth behind Astaroth (warning! contains spoilers!)

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The Curse is set in 1530s England during the early years of the Reformation.

The Curse follows seventeen-year-old Gillian Salter, an orphaned midwife’s apprentice, navigating a world where healing women are beginning to be feared. After witnessing her mentor’s execution for heresy, Gillian flees to a remote valley to hide, but the past clings to her. Desperate for protection, she makes a choice she doesn’t fully understand. One that echoes through blood, through time, and into the beginning of a curse that will shape generations to come. This is the prequel to Astaroth.

Content Warning: Anti Christian God

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What the Smile Held is the story of the girl I used to be. the one who smiled through things no child should ever endure.

I wrote this memoir in fragments, just like my memory. Some of what happened to me I remember vividly. Some of it lives in the body more than in words. But all of it shaped the way I learned to survive: by being quiet, by being good, by staying small, and by smiling when I was anything but okay.

In these pages, I return to those early years. Not to relive the pain, but to reclaim the truth. This is a book about childhood trauma, yes, but also about the fierce instinct to protect others, the tiny joys that helped me endure, and the voice I kept trying to use even when no one believed me.

I’m telling this story for the kids like me. For the ones who were dismissed, disbelieved, or forgotten. For the ones who kept going, even when they didn’t know how.

This is what my smile held. And now, I’m ready to let it go.

Content Warning: Sexual abuse, religion deconstruction

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Seventeen-year-old Octavia has always felt like she doesn’t belong—misunderstood by her family, isolated from her peers, and burdened by a loneliness she can’t shake.

Her only escape is in the forest surrounding her home, where her imagination once brought her solace and adventures with friends she believed weren’t real.

When a long-buried secret draws her into Otempra, a realm of beauty and harmony, Octavia discovers that the imaginary friends of her childhood were real—and so is the danger threatening their world. With Otempra’s balance at stake, Octavia must protect the fragile connection between realms while navigating a web of hidden truths.

Here’s a blog post about the truth behind Otempra (warning! contains spoilers!)