Art, comics and stories

Hi and welcome to my home on the internet! I’m Auraboo and this is my personal hub for my creative works. I work traditionally with watercolour, ink and a bunch of other materials, and write fantasy fiction both in long form and short form.

You can browse my Comics, read my Short stories, or take a peek at my illustration Portfolio for more examples of my art. Enjoy!

Illustration of a pink devil.
Illustration of Hawk and Ren'i, the novel's protagonists.

The Threefold Soul trilogy

Destiny and love, writ in flames.

The Threefold Soul is a mature-rated queer romantic fantasy, or romantasy, webnovel. It’s an epic tale of two very different men, the call of destiny, and an empire about to go up in the fires of revolution.

The first book, Spirit, is now available in its entirety. Start reading here, browse the chapter index, or read more about the characters. There’s also more neat stuff about the novel’s world in the dropdown menu (or hamburger menu if you’re on mobile) above.

The Ascended

I also write The Ascended, a mature-rated and very queer fantasy novel about seemingly ordinary mortals ascending into godhood, together with my wife. You can start reading here (the site has its own gallery, character intros and other fun stuff).

Illustration of the main characters of The Ascended.

Latest Threefold Soul updates

  • 9: Old fear

    9: Old fear

    The starry skies stretched out cloudless over the desert when Hawk got up and dressed. He hadn’t managed to do more than nap since the afternoon, but he did not feel tired. There was something in those clear, cold nights that kept his mind restless all the way until the first hours of the morning,…

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  • 8: Fireflies in the night

    8: Fireflies in the night

    The elders interrupted their negotations only to sleep, and after the first two days of pained waiting Ren’i gave up, seeing as Ared was still refusing to let him enter the elder’s house. Or to even tell him what the situation looked like.

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  • 7: The man named Hawk

    7: The man named Hawk

    Sweat was pouring down Ren’i’s face in rivulets. He could tell the tunic had glued itself to his back under the breastplate. Heat was radiating off the metal, making him feel thoroughly uncomfortable, but he took it straight-backed and forced the same serene expression on his face that he’d carried for the past few months,…

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