Love stories you shouldn't read in public.
I have a thing for dark romance and gothic fiction. I live in the desert, I write at night and I love to make things messy.
Right now you can listen to The Last Train to Blackwell at Midnight Offerings — free, in your ears, after dark. My novel SANCTUM: CONSUMED lands Spring 2027. It'll wait for you. It's patient like that.
Erotic gothic short stories, read aloud after the house has gone quiet. One story at a time. One voice. The candles are already lit.
Enter the library →A grieving woman. A train she should never have boarded. A stranger collecting a debt she didn't know she owed — and the dead don't stop owing.
Listen on Spotify → Buy the illuminated edition → Join the list — take the black & white edition →Maia Vael does not fall in love. She collects. Men, voices, small intimacies she is not supposed to keep — filed, catalogued, replayed in the dark.
Then she finds Jett. A voice first. Then the man beneath it. And for the first time, her archive looks back.
A story about appetite, power, aftercare, and the particular violence of being seen by the person you thought you were only studying.
Some love stories end . Others get kept. — From SANCTUM: CONSUMED
A grieving woman. A train she should never have boarded. A stranger collecting a debt she didn't know she owed — and the dead don't stop owing.
Read at kelaniwrites.com →Every short story lives at kelaniwrites.com — new cuts filed as they're finished. Come read the ones that didn't need a whole book to hurt.
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