I write women who burn quietly … until they don’t.

Rowena Vael stories center grown-femme desire, emotional complexity, and intimate noir sensuality.

Not sweet. Not coy.

Nocturnal stories for women who know what they want … or want to find out.

Join me in the dark hours, where want stops pretending to be anything else.

If you read for tension, ache, and velvet dark atmosphere, you’ll be at home here.

Sapphic desire, slow-burning heat, careful hands, soft ruin.