I built a house out of my worst impulses, and it finally has all its rooms.
codalanguez.com is, I’m saying the word and not taking it back, done. Done enough to be proud of, anyway — a site like this is a body, and a body always wants new parts. But the bones are set, the lamps work, and every serial I’ve been bleeding onto the internet now has a real home here, with its opening chapters free to read. No paywall at the door. Walk in, turn on a light, and find the room that matches your particular damage.
Victoria
A grieving scientist decided that grief was just an engineering problem, and went looking for the parts to solve it. Gothic Frankenstein, except the widow is the one you should be scared of. She is not going to therapy. She is going to the morgue.
Taming Malice
My dark Sleeping Beauty, where the fae lord has no interest in waking the princess. He’d rather wait for her to ripen. A curse told from the patient, hungry side of the thorns.
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Nobody Came Looking
She walked out of a rave and out of everyone’s memory. Nobody came looking — that was the plan — and the people who finally noticed she was gone were exactly the wrong ones to notice.
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Custodian
A priest carried something wounded and antlered out of the November woods and brought it home. That was the first sin. Everything after was a consequence. Part of Letters Between Sex and Violence.
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The lamps are lit and nothing here is locked. I’ll be in the cellar.
