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Thomas Abie McKnight
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🌙 Queer author of dark supernatural fiction.
✨️ Monsters, magic, and the beautiful ruin of love.
🐺 I write for the outcasts, the haunted, and the ones who love like it might kill them.
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Honestly, I forgot I was doing this. Work and school have me swamped. BUT I'm gonna take my free day today to revisit Day 6 prompt. My favorite writing tool - that I find most helpful - is 4thewords. Great for my ADHD. Highly recommend.

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November 8, 2025 at 2:08 AM
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Oh Ariana we're really in it now. Arlo is still very shocked by the Situations™️ he's being forced to experience. Though he really shouldn't be at this point. The events over the last 6 chapters should have been eye opening, and prepared him for this

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WIP snippet from the upcoming novel Moonfallen that reads: A small noise of panic left me, barely audible over the engine as the world tilted. The tires slipped off the road as the car arced through the air before it started tumbling down the hill. I could hear metal scrape against rocks and dirt, crunching and bending with each roll. My head jerked violently each time the vehicle hit the ground. Glass shattered, and though I couldn’t see, I could feel their sharp edges embed themselves in my arm and shoulder. I lost count of how many times the car rolled before it finally came to a stop at the bottom of the hill. With blurry vision, I looked to my left to check on Thorne. It was only then that I realized he was nowhere to be found. The windshield was broken out, and from my position, upside down, I could see him lying in the grass just ahead. Beyond him, I could see the SUV sitting at the top of the hill, a respectful distance away, like a beast waiting patiently for it’s prey to try and run. Panicking, I tried to undo my seatbelt, wincing as the glass shifted in my arm with each movement. I tugged and pushed and pulled, but it wouldn't budge. I was trapped. Horror flooded me as I watched the perpetrator get out of the car and start to slowly walk down the hill.
November 7, 2025 at 4:29 PM
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I had a piece I really was excited to share for today's WIPSnip...but after much thought I decided it was just a tad too spoilery 😔 So I'll share this instead.

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WIP snippet from the upcoming novel Moonfallen that reads: I simply took a deep breath and nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be." I opened my door, leaving him still sitting in the car. My stomach flipped, and I could feel my palms start to sweat, but I'd done enough cowering for one day. I had just about enough of my nerves being fried, so I was going to put on my best brave face and act like I was anything more than a scared human whose fate dangled in the hands of strangers. Thorne got out behind me and caught up to me as I started hobbling toward the house. What I didn't expect, however, was the feeling of his warm fingers trailing down my wrist and moving to slide into my palm. His large hand engulfed mine, the movement prompting me to look at him like a startled prey animal. Despite my surprise, I couldn't deny that feeling his hand around mine helped still my racing heart. It made me feel just a little bit safer and gave me the confidence to face whatever came next. Even if that ‘whatever came next’ was my death.
November 5, 2025 at 5:42 PM
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I didn't really have any good, compelling snips for today despite several instances of using the word nice in my WIP. So here's snip from Thorne and Arlo's meeting.

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Snippet from the WIP novel Moonfallen that reads: The man leaned across the surface separating us and extended his hand, his frame absolutely engulfed the small two-person cafe-style table we were sitting at, his shoulders seemed wider than the table itself. "I'm Thorne by the way." My heart was pounding as I extended my hand to take his and shake. Just like the veneer, my hand was all but swallowed up by his. What shook me to the core was when our skin met, I could immediately feel the heat radiating off of him. He was warmer than anybody I'd ever had physical contact with before. It was both comforting and a bit unnerving. Was he running a fever? God, I couldn't afford to get sick while I was still healing from a major surgery. Maybe leaving the house wasn't the best idea. But all I said was, "I'm Arlo, nice to meet you."
November 4, 2025 at 1:29 AM
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Day 3: So currently my WIP Playlist is a mess, its so incoherent and has so many different vibes. So instead I'll share the Playlist for the main love interest: Thorne. Resident rogue werewolf and local nuisance.

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November 3, 2025 at 8:27 PM
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Day 2: I started writing as soon as I could hold a pen. I've written with friends in the quiet hours all my life. I tried my hand at my first novel in 2023. However illness forced me to abandon it. This year grief pulled me back to the page. (1/2)

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November 2, 2025 at 9:25 PM
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When the pack feels their alpha is going against laws and endangering them, the council of elders can be called to step in. They will converce with the packs ancestors to determine if the alpha's choices will be honored or overturned. In this case...Thorne's protection.

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WIP snippet from the upcoming novel Moonfallen reading: The ground shook underneath me as the wolf stepped back. The middle stone quit pulsing and instead emitted a bright, steady light into the softly misted, predusk clearing. Then, all at once, the light disappeared; it just turned off like flipping a light switch. The clearing fell still. The thrumming of the earth stopped, and all the wildlife I had witnessed and reveled in on the way here had seemingly dissapeared. The whole clearing was eerily still and quiet. I noticed 5 other wolves who hadn't voted, standing to the side. The elderly wolf limped forward; her gate was slow and burdened as she moved to position herself before the rocks. She pressed her nose against the center stone, and the red pulsing glow returned. She remained there, eyes closed for what seemed like an eternity. The silence around me threatened to drive me mad. Finally, she stepped away. "The pack has spoken, and the ancestors have answered. Everett's decisions as alpha have been challenged, and the pack has voted that the elders intervene." My breath hitched in my throat. Did that mean Thorne was a good as dead? "Myself and the other elders will discuss with the ancestors regarding how to move forward. Everett, would you like to make a case as to why this liability of a rogue should remain under our protection?"
November 2, 2025 at 1:23 AM
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These are my four editors and beta readers. Charlie, Bubbles (Bubby), Valkyrie and Justice (Justy)
October 31, 2025 at 9:24 PM
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Alro not only putting his foot in his mouth, but also playing with fire. He's been warned not to use the 'M' word when referring to werewolves but especially not to direct it at Thorne...

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Snippet from the upcoming novel Moonfallen reading: "What the fuck were you thinking?" I demanded. "I-" he started, but I cut him off again. "Ever since I've met you, you've done nothing but act like some kind of monster!" Thorne stiffened, his gaze narrowed, and scarred lips formed a tight line. I instantly regretted my choice of words as I remembered Emmie's warning. I could see the fire blazing in Thorne's brilliant green-yellow eyes. Where before I'd had confidence he'd never hurt me, doubt crept its way into the space. He stayed stony and silent, staring at me. "I'm sorry I-I just-" In a flash, before I could react, he reached out and snatched my wrist. With his large hand wrapped firmly around me, he pulled me roughly back toward the stairs. His grip was tight enough that it made my wrist pulse with a dull ache.
October 31, 2025 at 6:04 PM
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Introducing Thorne: The Romantic Lead of Moonfallen

He's a werewolf with too much blood on his hands. With a scarred hart, a dangerous grin, and a past written in gore... He's the kind of man you shouldn't fall for.

But tell me, when has that ever stopped anyone?

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October 27, 2025 at 8:39 PM