Lenore Nox has a broken internal dark-o-meter, and she has no intention of fixing it.

From the necrotic bone-reefs of the Under Realms to the blood-slicked alleys of Star City, her fiction explores the gritty reality of survival when hope is a luxury no one can afford. Her stories are for the readers who find humor in the macabre, beauty in the neglected, and hope within the hopeless.

An author of the grimdark, the erotic, and the morally grey.