K-jay

Joined June 2021

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I weave stories from social media,and life, blending critique, fiction, and horror. Inspired by Hamlet, George R.R. Martin, and Stephen King, I craft poetic, layered tales of intrigue and resilience,

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The Town That Forgot Itself
THE TOWN THAT FORGOT ITSELF I. The Fog Rolls In Bridgemoor had always been a quiet town—just a handful of streets, a clock tower that no one could remember ever working, and a town square where people gathered though they could never say why. It was a place of routine, of simple days stretching into years. And most importantly, it had always been this way.
By K-jay12 months ago in Horror
The Door of Infinite Paths
The Door of Infinite Paths A door stands silent, locked and still, Its secrets hidden, waiting until A daring hand, a curious mind,
By K-jay12 months ago in Poets
The whole bloody Affair
Chapter One: The Vega Legacy Rico Vega had spent his life hearing about his father, Vincent Vega. Not from family—he didn’t have much of that—but from the kinds of people who lived in the shadows of Los Angeles. Vincent had been a man of reputation, someone who played the game and lost. Rico had no interest in making the same mistake.
By K-jay12 months ago in Fiction
Price of silence
THE PRICE OF SILENCE Prologue: A Debt That Won’t Disappear Daniel Mercer had always known success was a fragile illusion.
By K-jay12 months ago in Criminal
Trust and love
Trust and Love: A Two-Way Reflection Trust is often considered the foundation of any meaningful relationship, but what is it really rooted in? At first glance, it may seem that trust is built entirely on believing that the person we are with is honest, faithful, and true. That their words align with their actions, that they would never intentionally hurt us, and that they are committed to the relationship. But trust is not just about the other person. Beneath the surface, trust is just as much—if not more—about the relationship we have with ourselves.
By K-jay12 months ago in Humans
Say it loud
Love is whispered in knowing glances, soft hands tracing histories deep. Laughter echoes in moonlit dances, promises tender, vows to keep.
By K-jay12 months ago in Poets
The hour is late
The Hour Is Late 1 The clock on the wall ticked in perfect rhythm. Elliot Graves sat motionless in his armchair, his eyes fixed on the slender second hand as it carved the passing time. 10:37 PM.
By K-jay12 months ago in Horror
My love my strength my queen
My Love, My Strength, My Queen My love, I don’t tell you enough how much you amaze me. Through every storm, through every heartbreak, through every moment the world tried to break you, you stood. Not just for yourself, but for us—for our family, for me, even when I didn’t deserve it.
By K-jayabout a year ago in Critique
The algorithm and the wolf
The Algorithm and the Wolf A Modern Retelling of Little Red Riding Hood Chapter 1: Red’s Digital Path In the heart of the bustling city, where skyscrapers stretched toward a sky lit by neon and LED billboards, lived a young woman named Red. Short for Ruby Emerson Daniels, she was a tech-savvy college student studying cybersecurity. She lived with her mother in a small apartment in Midtown but often visited her grandmother, who resided in an upscale, tech-integrated retirement home across town.
By K-jayabout a year ago in Fiction
God's still here
The night my wife and I thought we lost our baby girl was both one of the worst and best nights of our lives. It was the worst for the obvious reason—the fear that we had lost our child. But in that same night, we also saw God’s power firsthand and were given the chance to exercise our faith in a way we never had before.
By K-jayabout a year ago in Motivation
A woman scorned
The Echo of Vengeance Elyse had always known pain. Born into a world that demanded twice as much from her as an African American woman, she wore her strength like armor. But even steel can break, and betrayal had a way of finding the cracks.
By K-jayabout a year ago in Fiction
The Silent Struggle
Mental health is an often overlooked and misunderstood aspect of well-being in many communities, and for Black Americans, the silence surrounding mental health struggles is compounded by layers of systemic oppression, cultural expectations, and generational trauma. While the conversation around mental health has slowly gained traction in recent years, the Black community continues to face unique challenges that hinder open discussions and the pursuit of healing.
By K-jayabout a year ago in Critique

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The Town That Forgot Itself

The Door of Infinite Paths

The whole bloody Affair

Price of silence

Trust and love

Say it loud

The hour is late

My love my strength my queen

The algorithm and the wolf

God's still here

A woman scorned

The Silent Struggle

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