FoxLock Writes

I'm not a new Tumblr user, though this is my first step into Tumblr as a Wattpad author.

This is going to be interesting. I feel like I'm about to reach a massively untapped audience —at least, I hope.

Well, this is it! What you need to know:

Short Bio: she/her, 22, loves writing, chocolate, hanging out with peeps, and making new friends.

Longer bio that is supposed to make people connect with me: Writing is something I do to express myself, escape reality, and try to help others achieve the same thing. I want to inspire people to create and to see worlds they never knew existed. I want to take them through mountains and across oceans through my writing. Most importantly of all, I want them to want adventure as much as I do.

My writing is special to me. It's how I become who I want to be.

I try my best to write in ways that are intriguing, that will pull you in and hold onto you. I can only hope I can manage this.

So please, enjoy the stories, and I hope that my characters become as special to you as they are to me.

Socials: Instagram, Discord, Ko-Fi, Wattpad, Pinterest

I haven't been keeping ANY of y'all updated, holy cow!! Okay, there are a LOT of chapters available for Falling Facades, and Between Daggers & Oaths has just started getting updated!

Falling Facades is SO close to being done! SO close. I'm super excited to see what y'all think of it when it's over!

I ran my fingers over the delicate embroidery, white threads weaving shapes of desert lilies and curling ferns, soft beneath my touch. They wound around the hem and sleeves, flaring ever so slightly at my wrists. An intricate dance of petal and vine. Even the beads, tiny and white like pearls, were sewn with care into the design, catching and holding the light in a way that made them glimmer, like stars against a dusk sky. I never did care much for jewels, but these beads... they were more like memory than opulence. Like pieces of the oasis, sewn into the fabric that wrapped around me.

A soft veil, as light as morning mist, draped over my shoulders, trailing down my back. I tugged at the edges, smoothing the sheer white fabric as it fell, its embroidered trim fluttering like wind-kissed sands. It could hide my face if I wished, veil the edges of my expression behind delicate swirls of thread.

And around my neck, the rose quartz stones polished to a pale pink glow, strung together with simple gold. They held a warmth in their core, almost as if they remembered the desert heat. Perhaps that was why I favored them.

My slippers, soft against the stone floor, were dyed to match the dusty rose of my gown. Simple, with only a few white beads stitched in delicate designs, but practical.

I turned, letting the gown sweep around me in a swirl of pink and white. It was a vision of a desert bloom, I supposed. A reminder of what I was meant to be. But as I looked at my reflection, all I could see was the weight of it. Of duty. Of the countless eyes watching, waiting to see if I would rise or break beneath the promise of peace.

Omg, I'm so excited! I just did a huge title reveal on Instagram for my upcoming Wattpad novel!

Falling Facades

Eileen Montgomery has always played it safe, especially when it comes to love. Crushing on the charming Noah for as long as she can remember, she's convinced that she's too ordinary to ever catch his eye. But when a chance to make Noah notice her comes along, Eileen does the unthinkable-she enlists the help of her brother's best friend, Benjamin. Benjamin is everything she's not: confident, easygoing, and maddeningly good at pushing her buttons. Pretending to date him is supposed to be a simple scheme, but the line between reality and pretense quickly starts to blur. As their staged moments turn into genuine connection, Eileen finds herself questioning if Noah is truly the one she wants-or if she's been looking for love in the wrong places all along. But as the walls around their hearts begin to crumble, Eileen and Benjamin must face a new challenge: what happens when the facade they built starts falling apart, leaving them exposed to feelings they never expected?

It's COMING OUT ON NOVEMBER 8th!! MARK YOUR CALENDERS>

What is DANM, you might ask?

Well, it's the better version of NaNoWriMo. Considering the recent controversy surrounding the organization, people such as myself have been looking for something similar to get involved with. May I present @dreamanovelmonth on Instagram! Go check them out and get involved. Tell Dan I said hi 😌

First day of November, first day of absolute chaos. DANMvember has started, and I am HYPED.

What is DANMvember?? Well, it's a better version of NaNoWriMo. 50k words in one month, particularly November. I've been up since 5:45 AM, writing. I have caffeine for blood right now.

I am thriving.

Want to join in on the chaos?? GREAT. We have a discord server!

This link is open only for 6 hours with 50 max uses. So get it while you can.

https://discord.gg/VjmUwkQ