Storytime 2/3

The Fame Game.

"Nova, look at me," Riley said, her voice a mix of excitement and anticipation. She adjusted her designer dress, her eyes sparkling with...

Ash Tonee

Aug 20, 20244 min read

Sinister Secrets.

The basement was her sanctuary, a place where she could escape the suffocating atmosphere of her home. The dim light cast long, dancing shadows on the walls, creating a sense of mystery and intrigue. She loved this place, this secret world that was all her own.

Ash Tonee

Aug 17, 202410 min read

Letting Go.

The smog hung heavy over South Central, mirroring the weight on my chest as I pushed open the screen door. The stench of burnt toast and lavender air freshener, a sickly sweet assault on the senses, was a time capsule of my childhood. Only this time, the soundtrack wasn't punctuated by the booming laughter of my old man. Now, a low, monotonous drone buzzed from the living room – the symphony of Grandma Berry's dementia.

Ash Tonee

Aug 9, 20248 min read

Whispers of Freedom

Chapter 1: Beneath the Willow

Ash Tonee

Jun 27, 20248 min read

Motor City Queens

Neon bled into the grimy rain slicking Woodward Avenue. Sirens wailed a mournful symphony in the distance, a constant soundtrack to 1986 Detroit. Sasha, a whirlwind of emerald green eyeshadow and ripped fishnet tights, stumbled out of a dented El Camino, a scowl etched on her face like a bad tattoo. Her short, fiery curls were plastered to her forehead, and her skirt clung uncomfortably to her legs.

Ash Tonee

Jun 17, 202411 min read

Cowboy Boots and Broken Hearts: A Love Story Ballad (Second Edition)

A memoir by Ash Tonee

Ash Tonee

Jun 9, 202425 min read

Echoes of the Watchtower: A New Dawn for Steelhaven

The rusted sign of "Rusty's Repairs" creaked in the perpetual wind that clawed at the skeletal remains of Steelhaven. Rain, a grimy, oily film, slicked the cracked pavement, reflecting the dying embers of a thousand dying dreams. Jayne, bundled in a threadbare cloak, hugged the shadows across the street from the massive obsidian tower of Harbinger Corp. She wasn't here for justice. Justice was a rusted relic in Steelhaven, as forgotten as the stars that were choked out by the

Ash Tonee

Jun 6, 202410 min read