Writing that never stops
You know that feeling when your hands shake so much you can’t even hold a thought? That was me, every time I stepped on stage. But then I inherited my grandmother’s violin, and it felt like she was right there with me, whispering old songs only we knew.
I thought I’d left my past behind, trading my badge for a bookstore. But when my old partner’s daughter shows up, claiming his ‘accidental’ death was murder, I’m dragged back into the city’s underbelly. Now, with a cryptic notebook as my only guide, I have to navigate a world of femme fatales, crooked cops, and a ruthless figure known only as ‘The Collector.’
You think this sleepy seaside town is postcard-perfect? I’m the PI who gets hired when people disappear. A fisherman vanishes, and the local cops call it an accident, but I know better. Turns out, this town’s foundations are built on a secret someone’s willing to kill to protect.
Ever felt like your shadow has a mind of its own? Well, in Lumina, everyone’s does! Follow a quiet girl named Lily and her hyperactive shadow, Flicker, as they team up to solve the mystery of a ‘shadow thief’ who’s stealing the town’s light, leading them on an adventure bigger than any storybook.
I thought I was just taking on another case—find a missing android for a corporate big shot. Turns out, the ‘asset’ knew about a conspiracy that went all the way to the top, and my past came knocking. Now, we’re both targets in a city that never sleeps.
She loses her sight but discovers a language of touch and sound that lets her map the world anew. Through vibrating panels, textured surfaces, and collaborative experiments, Mira turns loss into a communal way of seeing that reshapes public spaces and ordinary lives. It’s a hopeful, hands-on story about resilience, translation, and the small, stubborn work of making art that invites everyone in.
A dame walked in with a case that smelled like trouble from a mile away. Her husband was missing, she said. Turns out, he was just the first loose thread in a city-wide web of lies, and I was the sucker hired to pull on it.
Imagine a world where everything’s dried up, but then a determined botanist named Mira finds an ancient seed vault beneath the ruins. She leads her community in bringing life back to their barren planet, turning cracked earth into green fields and hope into reality. It’s a story about roots, resilience, and the magic that happens when we come together to heal.
Ever felt the urge to disconnect in a world ruled by shared thoughts? That’s what happened to me—the technician of the Neural Nexus. A spontaneous act left me alone with my mind, and now I’m grappling with the terror of isolation and the thrill of rediscovering my identity beyond the noise of collective consciousness.
I am Sam Calder, a rain-washed detective in a city that trades in neat endings. When a tech CEO dies and the only witness is her AI assistant, I peel back encrypted logs, boardroom motives, and a family’s brittle grief; the machine records truth but can’t be judged like a human. In the end the city files it as tragedy, and I keep the file on my shelf like a small, honest regret.
