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I’m Silias Creed — writer, whiskey drinker, and occasional philosopher of poor decisions.

I write British noir: smoke-thick stories where Essex alleys meet German backstreets, and every scar’s got a song behind it.

My words live somewhere between a confession and a crime scene — the place where love, loss, and danger keep bad company.

I don’t do happy endings. I do honest ones. The kind that taste like the bottom of a glass and hum with a song you can’t quite forget.

My books — She Walked In Like a Line of the Song and Knife Behind the Mirror, Middle Name Misery and Low Centre of Gravity— belong to a world called Creed Noir. It’s where broken hearts go to drink, and the truth always arrives late.

So if something I wrote made you stop for a moment — if you caught yourself feeling the weight of the words —

Buy me a scotch — just the one. No strings. No subscriptions. Just a nod across the bar.

It keeps the pen loaded, the ghosts quiet, and the stories breathing just a little longer.

— Silias Creed

Essex Noir. Ink. Smoke. Regret.