hi! i'm sav (she/her). i'm a twenty-something poet turned novelist. i write about ghosts, monsters, and the people who hunt them.
check out my neocities for excerpts from my current WIPs! more details under the cut <3
spend some time in my general writing tag or peek at my poetry masterlist!
you can also find me on storygraph and letterboxd :-)
feel free to say hi! let me know what you're reading! tell me about your WIPs! and my final demand: have a great day!
Judas Wept (complete)
Perhaps this is to be his life, his second life: clawing for the affection of a temperamental god with wind-tossed curls and evanescent dimples. He could live with that. He’d have to. He had nowhere else to go.
Elias wasted his first chance at life. He's determined not to make the same mistake twice. When he's resurrected as a Mortae and is tasked with consuming human souls, he discovers that some desires are best left unfulfilled.
A prequel to Burden of the Reluctant Death.
Read the novella here! (also on AO3)
Burden of the Reluctant Death (complete)
Death has a face, and it is the face of my mother seeking obedience, and it is my face in the mirror, seeking absolution.
Theodore has been given an ultimatum: abandon his morals and consume one soul to take its promised power, or sacrifice his closest friend. As Death's son and antipathetic heir, he knows better than to call her bluff. The soul he chooses, however, doesn't come without obligations. Someone is left behind. Theodore makes a promise to the boy turned martyr, a promise that will devour and delight him: Take care of Rosalie.
Read the full novel here! (also on AO3)
The Lesser Key of Callan (drafting)
We are the keepers of the gate between this realm and the other. It's our responsibility to maintain and wield this knowledge against forces that might act against the greater good of humanity. A noble cause, in the author's opinion, and one worthy of study and practice. Someone has to hold the line.
A monster-of-the-week inspired series of novellas that follow Callan, Caleigh, and Hoot as they investigate paranormal disturbances in their small town.
Read excerpts here!
Dust to Dust (drafting)
She was not the heir, only the younger sister. Her fits didn't matter. She also had greater necromantic ability than the crown prince. This didn't matter either.
A murder mystery with royal necromancers, political intrigue, and an absolutely non-sentient skeleton.
king in yellow is a public domain work that i woudl really really love to do an edition of myself, but when thinking about cover design its borderline impossible to do better than the 1895 edition