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Episode Two: Part Two The Charleston summer is reaching its peak, thick with heat, humidity, and an unbearable secret. For three months, photographer Manon has been wrapped up in a careful, cool courtship with Falcon, collecting beautiful flowers, insightful conversation, and a mountain of strange, impossible evidence. She’s formed a theory that belongs in the darkest of fiction: Vampire. In… Continue reading Falcon & Manon: A Charleston Tale
Episode Two: Part One The air in Charleston is getting heavier, thick with the scent of jasmine and old secrets. And for photographer Manon, the spring season is giving way to something far more complicated than the heat: a woman named Falcon. Falcon writes letters by hand, drives a vintage Shelby Mustang, and knows the crumbling history of every building… Continue reading Falcon & Manon: A Charleston Tale
Episode One: The Gallery Opening Welcome to the start of Falcon & Manon: A Charleston Tale, a series exploring the secret history, old magic, and eternal shadows of the Lowcountry. If you’re new here, buckle up, it gets humid, and the past is never truly dead. Spring 2024 “They’re not for sale.” Falcon turned from the photograph—a phosphate factory drowning… Continue reading Falcon & Manon: A Charleston Tale
New Story Announcement: Falcon & Manon, Plus Vanilla/Spiced Weekend Updates Thank you so much for joining Dani and Bex for the ride in Haint Party! We successfully closed the chapter on Dani’s wild night with her chosen family… the one that left her standing at the altar with one heck of a shiner! From the sheer panic of a haint… Continue reading Haint Party Finale & What’s Next!
Haint Party Despite the pre-dawn drama, the wedding was flawless. It was a beautiful lie we all collectively told the world. Our honeymoon in the mountains was a blissful counterpoint to the chaos: we trekked, camped, and exhaustively photographed every moment. On the long drive back, we even had our auras read and our chakras aligned by a beautiful older… Continue reading Epilogue: From Beginning to the End
Haint Party I stood in front of the living room mirror, making a final, pathetic attempt to coax the wrinkles out of my clothes. After confirming they were ruined beyond salvation, I gave up and attacked my hair. I was a mess, sleep-deprived, and marked with a fresh witch brand. I checked my phone: “We’ve got to go,” I announced,… Continue reading Chapter 14: The Wedding
Haint Party “Shall we begin?” Sadie’s hands relaxed, the toxic green glow vanishing. With a theatrical flick of her wrist, the book flew up from the floor and hovered precisely in front of Erin. Erin accepted the book, which opened automatically to the “Untethering Spell.” She scanned the page. “It’s not a complicated spell. There are words we say… over… Continue reading Chapter 13: Our Werewolf
Haint Party The darkness was a suffocating blanket, punctuated only by the scrape of panicked chairs and the frantic sound of my own hand reaching for anyone. Then, from the center of the sunroom doorway, a vivid, poisonous green light bloomed. The glow grew, sketching a terrifying silhouette in the gloom. Someone brushed past me. I jumped a foot in… Continue reading Chapter 12: The Ghost Witch
The Unbearable Nudity of Writing Look, I love writing. I do. It’s a passion, a calling, an excuse to avoid actual human interaction. But let’s be real, folks. Writing is basically just aggressively stripping down in front of a crowd of strangers and yelling, “LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT MY DEEPEST THOUGHTS! AREN’T THEY FASCINATINGLY AWKWARD?” I mean, I sit… Continue reading Why My Brain is an Exhibitionist and I Hate It
