Shadows, Desire, and the Unknown

Hey everyone!

I’m excited to share my new series, What Waits in the Dark.

Issy told herself the first time was only a dream: a shiver in the dark, a touch too exquisite to be real. But in that fragile space between waking and sleep, she felt a presence that should not exist. It touched her like a lover, marked her like a claim. Now, the shadows follow. Each encounter pulls her deeper into a hunger older than the world, until she must face the truth: some desires are not human.

From the cabin in the woods to whatever waits beyond the next locked door, her story is only just beginning.

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LostCoyote 🐺

Alone in a remote cabin, Issy wakes with the unsettling sense of being watched. Issy tells herself it’s only a dream, until the heat of breath and the press of skin feel too vivid to dismiss. In the dark, she can’t decide which frightens her more: discovering it’s all in her head… or finding out it’s not.

Almost Willing

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LostCoyote 🐺

Seattle. Issy is still shaken from the cabin, haunted by what she felt and what she let in. A rainy city, crowded cafes, and a stranger who feels too close. Maybe she’s imagining it. Maybe not.

☕ Coffee?

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/horror/already-inside

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LostCoyote 🐺

Rain, shadows, and something deeper stirring beneath the surface.

On a Valentine’s night that starts like any other, Issy drifts through a crowded campus party, drawn into a rhythm she can’t resist... and into a hunger that isn’t entirely her own. By the time the night ends, the streets are silent, the wet leaves hiding secrets, and something in the dark has been awakened.

Feeding Grounds

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LostCoyote 🐺

Issy heads south, chasing warmth and distance... from the city, from the rain, from what she’s done. But some hungers don’t fade with the cold.

Among the red canyons and silent stone, something ancient stirs inside. Something that sees her, recognizes her. The deeper she goes, the thinner the veil becomes, and she’s no longer sure whose pulse she’s following.

Echoes in the Red

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LostCoyote 🐺

Happy holidays, everyone! I hope your Thanksgiving is warm, gentle, and full of people who make the world feel a little less sharp around the edges. ❤️

Coiled
The fifth tale in What Waits in the Dark

Steam, showers, an empty late-night gym. Rumors carried on the breath of strangers, and a morning that feels quieter than it should. Issy would love to believe last night was just a moment of weakness.

Stay warm. Stay curious.
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LostCoyote 🐺

And remember… the dark listens back.

LostCoyote is here to set the scene in exquisite detail. To make you sweat, and chill that sweat to ice. Toss your expectations out the window, and strap in!!