Stories

A ex-gang member who hides behind a gas mask

An escaped prisoner with a taste for blood

A kind delinquent from hell

A stray child who holds a wicked blade

A delusional wanderer with strange motives

RTVXS is one of the newest gangs to rise in the wasted city of Algor, one of the last sanctuaries still standing after The End. Formed by a teen named Rayden, five individuals band together with the hope of bringing order to the crime infested dump. But some kids prefer the dark, and it seems there is more to the city than the corpses littering the streets can tell.

Love bound by Eternal Light...

This is a story I wrote in 2019. However, in the light of present circumstances I felt it was necessary to re-write it, placing the spotlight on an especially vulnerable group in a country and a people that was plunged into vulnerability as a whole by brutal aggression.

It is actually a fast shot from the hip, re-written in the heath of anger and frustration, and it may contain some mistakes, since it is only very scarcely edited. If so, I sincerely apologize for them.

2007 Anthology

A reincarnation of a dream I had once a while ago. Edited by Louis Harris.

Varun Gupta was the last person who would ever pick a fight with anyone. So it was to the surprise of all when he walked up to Rohan and punched him in the face all because of Rahul. There are things that Rahul needs to know, but it may already be too late.

Aiden is young, rich, and beautiful. Banking on his fellow gays' love for sex and drugs, he's become a self-made millionaire before most guys his age have finished college. But the glamor of the cars, boys, and clubs isn't there anymore, and he no longer feels the thrills he used to. When Luca steps in to his life and reminds him what passion feels like, he considers giving it all up to feel that fire again...even if he has to take on the city's biggest crime family to do it.

An internal look at feelings and questions for the future.

An Oratorio about being non-judgemental and loving to all.

The thread running through a family of four, the one keeping them stitched as a unit, may be thinning in places they don't realize, for reasons beyond the obvious.