Aryn Bats

Dourbrook is a city stitched together with brass, rain, and things no one talks about in daylight. Steam curls through iron grates. Gaslights flicker against permanent fog. Beneath the cobblestones, old machinery hums with a rhythm too steady to ignore, like a buried heart that never stopped...

In a city veiled in soot and whispering steam, Detective Sweeney Sable tracks a ritual killer who steals the eyes of the wicked, only to find the trail leading straight into her own nightmares.

There are towns born from rivers, towns born from railroads, and towns born from men with money and matches. But Blackburn was born from a grave. Its heartbeat is the hush beneath the soil. Its breath is the wind slipping through the cedar bones of the houses. Its memory is the echo of every...

This story should never have been told. It was meant to stay buried, hidden among children’s fables and nursery rhymes, safe behind painted illustrations and whispered lullabies. Wonderland was always a lie. It was never a dream, it was a trap. And now, thanks to me, Aryn Bats, you hold the...

In the shadowed heart of Hallowbend, a cursed village where the Fraser river runs cold and the trees whisper secrets, a night of unimaginable horror unfolds.

In the Canadian Rockies, there is a town most maps mark but few mouths dare to name aloud. They call it Eerie, British Columbia, though those who live there have learned not to say the word after dark. It stains the tongue. It carries weight. And it never lets go. If you are reading this, you...

In the hushed reverence of night, beneath a muted lantern, I watch. Eyes are not windows—they are involuntary confessions. Sin stains them. Guilt fogs them. False righteousness cracks their lens. A quiet voice guides me: Collect what they squander. Free the truth trapped behind their blinks...

Welcome, curious soul, to the shadowed streets of London, a city choked with fog and oil, where gas lamps flicker against walls slick with rain and something far older than humanity stirs beneath the cobblestones. I am Aryn Bats, your guide through a tale of flesh, steel, and madness, where...