For any would be agent/publisher out there, if any of the properties below catch your fancy, feel free to contact me to request official query or manuscript details.

Altered Egos

A science fiction novel. 94k words.

Calculating and cocky, Elias Jenney isn’t your ordinary criminal, he’s the supervillain — the Architect — serving time for his latest master plan. There’s a serial killer at large and the police are at a loss.  So, the city offers Elias a deal. Stay in prison or help them find the killer. The catch: they’ll inject him with toxic nanites as an incentive to cooperate. Figuring it’ll be easier to escape from outside regardless, Elias agrees.

The crime scenes don’t make sense. The victims don’t have enough in common. That’s because there are two people doing the killings, Elias realizes. The real killer and a copycat.

His attempt to clear the nanites only makes things worse. Meanwhile, the murders continue to escalate. Elias can either solve the case, ensuring his survival and give up his chance at freedom or continue trying to escape and get his master plan back on track before the nanites eat him alive from the inside.

The Red Door

A Victorian era science fiction novel. 118k words.

Inquisitive and proud, Dr. Edison Pierce will be the first one to cure the mysterious new illness infecting London. His newest patient is devolving, fast, though. Between strange ramblings, the patient urges Edison to, “Open the red door.” Edison is stunned. He’d forgotten about the door and his childhood secret. There isn’t time to learn how a complete stranger would know something so personal before the patient dies and a slug-like monster hatches from his corpse.

The illness isn’t a disease, but an infection of parasitic creatures. Spending too much time around crime scenes is starting to make the police suspicious of Edison’s involvement. Haunted by what he’d witnessed and taunted by the red door, Edison’s only clue is a madman locked in the lunatic asylum whose cell is covered in strange writing.

When Edison discovers those same markings on a piece of paper hidden in another victim’s mouth, he realizes that these creatures have a human agent operating on their behalf. He should alert the authorities that the city is in danger, but that won’t explain what connection these creatures, himself, and the red door all share. The police are right. Edison is involved, even if he doesn’t understand how.