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All my life, the stories been living in me like blood—thick, restless, demanding to be spilled. Now they're finally breaking free, cracking me open like an egg that's been too long in the shell.
These tales got weight. They carry the ache of love that ain't supposed to exist, the fire of folks who choose their hearts over their lives. Raw truth wrapped in beautiful hurt.
I'm new to letting my insides show on paper, but boo, some stories don't ask if you ready.
Welcome to my fiction!


Souls That Won't Stay Buried
When Marcus dropped the pills and heard drums that weren't his heartbeat, he saw memories that weren't his life—and suddenly knew his husband was the only thing standing between him and death.
J.R. Whittington
Nov 914 min read


MIXED UP: A Black Queer Blues About Gods, Devils, and Impossible Choices
Carl Richardson is too light for some spaces, too dark for others, too gay for his church, too religious for his desire - and when his secrets collide on a rooftop, everything he thought he knew about God, love, and survival gets turned upside down.
J.R. Whittington
Sep 214 min read


Between Two Waters
What happened next was like falling into a river that had been waiting your whole life to carry you home. Richardson tasted salt and sweetness on Finch's lips, tasted freedom and something holier than Sunday morning. And when Finch whispered his name like it was something sacred, Richardson's body opened like a flower blooming in darkness.
J.R. Whittington
Jul 257 min read
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