Leeron Heywood Writing

The High Harbour Inn

The High Harbour inn sat at the centre of what had once been Tempest Valley. The legendary thousand-year storm quietly quelled by the couple who’d made this place their home.

Justice For The Spyder

Darkness fills the cave, but I no longer have eyes and am unbothered by lack of light. This mask, this wicked porcelain prison, forces me to see the nightmare surrounding me.

My Wife's Secret Room

For five years I have grappled with temptation. Morning and night that door taunts me. Why must I never look inside? Why won’t she at least EXPLAIN?

When You ASSUME

"Did you assume I was gay from the moment you found out it was a guy applying to work at your flower shop?"

What Is Love?

Daisy didn't even notice, that first time. But as the weeks went on the pattern began to eat at her.

Leeron Heywood Writing © 2026