In a blackened world humanity remains oblivious to the existence of demonic monsters and supernatural beings working in the shadows.

In all this, Valen’s childhood was stolen by the Shadow Stalker, a serial killer who taught him one lesson: that the world was divided into predators and prey. 

He strived to live a normal life, despite the fact that he was far from normal, but his plan backfired.

Now, trapped in a nightmare gallery, Valen is the subject of a brutal ritual that awakens a primordial hunger within him. 

To survive, he must embrace the very monstrousness he’d spent a lifetime hiding.


[This work contains very adult content, like, seriously; the MC's mother's a serial killer. There's no way not to write this dark. Please don't read this if you're sensitive. I'm responsible for what I write, not what you read.]

The silence in Elias Vance's workshop was a thick, dusty thing, broken only by the slow, rhythmic tick… tock… of the regulator clock on the far wall. It was a sound he had lived with for sixty years, the steady heartbeat of his life's work. Wood shavings curled and fell from his chisel like pale, fragrant petals as he worked on a new mahogany casing for a 19th-century carriage clock. His hands, gnarled and speckled with age, moved with an economy of motion that belied their eighty-two years.


Chapter 61 - Van