Henry J Wilkins

 Stories that explore the same patterns—identity, pressure, and consequence—through fiction. 

The Tenth Cross

A Dark Noir Crime Thriller of Ritual Murder, Betrayal, and Obsession

Ten crucifixes. Six missing girls. One detective who knows the pattern all too well.

When a quiet college student disappears from her apartment, Officer Daleen Rice recognizes the signs: no forced entry, no witnesses, and a single crucifix missing from the scene. She’s seen it before—five times. And every time, it ends the same way: a girl gone,...

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Letters From a Killer

A Psychological Drama of Prison Letters, Family Secrets, and a Murder That Never Died

When the father you were told to forget was the only one who could explain who you really are.

When Henry Wilkins finds a shoebox of unopened prison letters in his late mother’s attic, the truth hits harder than any memory. His father, Wilbur, didn’t die when Henry was a boy — he was imprisoned for double murder. The family never spoke his name....

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Silt: The Two Cuts

A Hollywood Noir of Betrayal, Art, and the Cut They Tried to Bury

A biting Hollywood satire and literary noir about creative betrayal, artistic integrity, and the quiet war between commerce and art.

For fans of The Player, Tár, and The Souvenir, this is Hollywood noir for the age of streaming algorithms and broken NDAs.

An Eye for an Eye: The Quiet Reckoning

A Dark Psychological Thriller of Revenge, Justice, and the Haunting Cost of Memory

Taut, atmospheric, and quietly devastating, An Eye for an Eye is a psychological thriller about memory, control, and the long shadow of trauma. Told in spare, evocative prose, it explores the space between justice and revenge—and what it means to be seen when you no longer know who you are.

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She Comes in Waves

When the Cure is the Sickness

The relief is gone. But the dreams are good.
Locked inside a darkened apartment and the gnawing ache of withdrawal, a man begins to dream. And in those dreams—she comes.
She is smoke, silk, memory. Sometimes a lover. Sometimes a specter. Sometimes something far more dangerous. He doesn’t know if she’s real, or if she ever was. He only knows he can...

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