K-jay

Joined June 2021

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I weave stories from social media,and life, blending critique, fiction, and horror. Inspired by Hamlet, George R.R. Martin, and Stephen King, I craft poetic, layered tales of intrigue and resilience,

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The Overlook Never Existed
The Overlook Never Existed: Jack Torrance and the Horror of Consciousness Without Agency Introduction Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining is widely discussed as a masterpiece of psychological horror, yet its true terror lies not in ghosts or haunted halls, but in the very nature of Jack Torrance’s existence. Traditional readings suggest the Overlook Hotel is a supernatural trap that corrupts Jack, Wendy, and Danny. However, a closer examination reveals a far darker possibility: the hotel does not exist. Jack is brain-dead or otherwise unalive, and everything the film presents is a narrative generated by his own mind, compelling him to live and write a story that he can never escape.
By K-jay16 days ago in Horror
Breaking Dawn
Chapter Twelve – Rebellion’s Cost The bridge didn’t have a name anymore. It was a scar of iron stitched across the river, ribs showing where the deck had fallen away. The Arc’s hum turned the current to a dark ribbon that reflected no light. On nights like this—though every hour was night—the cold made the air brittle. Breath cracked when it left a mouth.
By K-jay4 months ago in Fiction
Dawn break
Prologue – The Hunting (Revised) Before the sky turned black—before the Arc stitched iron across the heavens and made night a permanent habit—there were hunters. They were not born in barracks or cloisters. They rose from barns, orchards, gullies, and granaries: farmers who kept ledgers by day and carried ash-marked blades by night. The fields were a cover for something older. Beneath root cellars and seed bins lay vaults of oilskin maps, caches of stakes, ampoules of powdered sun-ash, and journals bound in hide that smelled faintly of smoke. People called them placid; the earth called them prepared.
By K-jay4 months ago in Horror
The gauntlet of fate
Chapter One — Twilight Road A year had passed since the ice broke. Since the Devil’s voice roared in his skull, promising he’d crawl back to failure. Since his grandfather whispered of one last chance.
By K-jay4 months ago in Horror
Before the ride
Chapter One — The House with Two Faces By daylight, our house was the kind people slowed down to look at. White siding just clean enough to pass inspection, a porch swing that clicked softly in the wind, petunias my mother kept alive even in August. Mr. Hart from next door said it looked “storybook,” and I smiled the way my mother had taught me to smile—small and quick, as if kindness embarrassed me.
By K-jay4 months ago in Horror
The road to nowhere
Opening Passage – The Road to Nowhere The night air was thick, heavy with the kind of silence that only comes before something irreversible. In three days, he would be a married man. Three days, and he’d stand across from the love of his life, slip a ring on her finger, and call her his forever. But tonight wasn’t about forever. Tonight was about before.
By K-jay4 months ago in Horror
Vantage point
VANTAGE POINT A psychological-surreality thriller --- Part I: Flickers Chapter 1 — Ava The bus home smells like pencil shavings and old gum. Ava presses her forehead to the cool window and draws lines in her pocket sketchbook that refuse to become anything—just wings without bodies, eyes without faces. The afternoon leaks gold over the neighborhood, and still there’s the feeling.
By K-jay4 months ago in Horror
The road below
Chapter One — The Engine of Damnation The road did not end. At midnight, when the last stretch of blacktop split open into ash and fire, the Trans Am carried Elias across the threshold. The tires shrieked, sparks spitting from the rims, but the car didn’t falter. The wheel vibrated beneath his grip, alive, trembling like a beast that had caught the scent of blood.
By K-jay4 months ago in Horror
Till Death Do Us Part
Chapter One: A Perfect Beginning The night was drenched in moonlight, casting a silver glow over the grand estate nestled deep in the countryside. A perfect night, as it should be—after all, everything about James Holloway was perfect. His charm, his wealth, his effortless way of making a woman feel as though she were the only person in the world. And now, he had a new wife to bring into his perfect life.
By K-jay10 months ago in Fiction
The blood duchesses
On moonless nights, shadows stretched unnaturally over the hills of Čachtice, and those who wandered too close swore they heard whispers carried on the wind. Some claimed the ruins were cursed, a place where the dead did not rest. Others dismissed the stories as superstition.
By K-jay10 months ago in Fiction
Beauty in the beast
Beauty's Curse Once upon a time, there was a young king, recently crowned after the sudden death of his father. The kingdom was in turmoil, and the people watched eagerly as the young king stepped into the role of ruler, though his heart was heavy with the weight of responsibility. Despite his new position, the young king did not let the power go to his head. He was thoughtful, kind, and driven, yet there was something missing in his life—a love he had not yet found.
By K-jay11 months ago in Fiction
The Perfect Gentleman
The Perfect Gentleman I. The Watcher New York City was an ocean, vast and chaotic. People drifted through its streets like waves, faceless, unnoticed. I had always been one of them—until I saw her.
By K-jay11 months ago in Fiction

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The Overlook Never Existed

Breaking Dawn

Dawn break

The gauntlet of fate

Before the ride

The road to nowhere

Vantage point

The road below

Till Death Do Us Part

The blood duchesses

Beauty in the beast

The Perfect Gentleman

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