About this site

Welcome to the Temple of Morrbanesh

This is where stories come to rest — and sometimes wake up again.

At the Temple of Morrbanesh, I write fiction rooted in psychological horror, where the mind is as much a labyrinth as any haunted place. These are tales of creeping dread, slow unraveling, and the uncanny edges of everyday life. If you’ve ever felt something shift in the corner of your eye or doubted the silence around you, these stories are for you.

What you’ll find here isn’t shock or gore — but something quieter, colder. Horror that whispers instead of screams. Fear that seeps in slow.

Who I Am

I’m drawn to liminal spaces, forgotten buildings, unreliable memories, and the quiet terror of solitude. My influences include Lovecraft’s cosmic indifference, Ligotti’s philosophical dread, and the grounded nightmares of early Stephen King.

Morrbanesh is the name I’ve given this place — a world where fear simmers beneath flickering lights and nothing is ever quite as still as it seems.

Where to Begin

Start with:

👉 The Night Shift — a tale of isolation, suspicion, and mannequins that may or may not move when unobserved.

Or explore the Story Index for more.

Thanks for visiting.
Don’t trust the quiet.