I’m the person who will rewrite one paragraph 6 times because the emotion wasn’t “perfect” yet. I’m obsessed with stories that punch you in the chest, characters you can’t forget, and dialogue that sounds like real people talking.
I write dark, emotional, present-tense fiction with high stakes and even higher standards. I’m building a world chapter by chapter, and I’m not stopping at “good enough.”
I’m disciplined about craft. I don’t do “boring dialogue” or filler chapters. Every line has a job. Right now, I’m working on a multi-chapter project and refining my voice to be sharper, richer, and more immersive.
When I’m not writing, I’m studying structure, fixing plot holes, or arguing why a scene needs 300 more words to breathe. And right now? I’m overthinking a scene, listening to something moody, and finding new ways to make a character suffer just enough to grow.
She stole medicine.
He stole 100 years of her life.
Mira Chen has one rule: stay invisible.
Human. Broke. Desperate. She breaks into Blackwood Palace for her dying sister and is caught by the most dangerous man in seven kingdoms — Alpha King Darius Blackwood.
The curse brands her wrist with a living number: 100.
Every emotion she feels near him burns another year away.
Now she is his servant. His shadow. His only chance at sleep in a century.
But the palace wants her dead. His own Beta is feeding the curse. And the closer she gets to the cold, scarred king… the faster the number falls.
Break the curse and walk free.
Or fall for the monster who owns her and lose everything.
The countdown has already started.
Sie stahl Medizin. Er stahl 100 Jahre ihres Lebens. Mira Chen hat nur eine Regel: Bleib unsichtbar.Menschlich. Pleite. Verzweifelt. Sie bricht in den Blackwood-Palast ein, um ihre sterbende Schwester zu retten – und wird dabei vom gefährlichsten Mann der sieben Königreiche erwischt: Alpha-König Darius Blackwood. Der Fluch brandmarkt ihr Handgelenk mit einer lebendigen Zahl: 100. Jede Emotion, die sie in seiner Nähe fühlt, verbrennt ein weiteres Jahr. Jetzt ist sie seine Dienerin. Sein Schatten. Seine einzige Chance auf Schlaf seit einem Jahrhundert. Doch der Palast will sie tot sehen. Sein eigener Beta nährt den Fluch. Und je näher sie dem kalten, vernarbten König kommt, desto schneller fällt die Zahl. Brich den Fluch und geh frei. Oder verliebe dich in das Monster, dem du gehörst, und verliere alles. Der Countdown hat bereits begonnen.