T. J. Lea

The website for the works, podcasts and audio adaptations of the works of T. J. Lea, author of The Expressionless and creator of The Writers Mythos & The Table Read.

13th May 2020

Books, books & MORE books!

It's my absolute pleasure to announce the collaborative effort "Discarded" featuring my story among 25 other writers is now out on Amazon! You can grab it here!

This was a ton of fun to be a part of and I hope you enjoy the intrigue, mystery and tension within every entry!

Second, Tortoises & Tarots will be looking for release in the middle of summer for around 99c, i'm adding a couple of extra chapters, fleshing out the family tree and the ending a little bit more. I am super interested to hear how you guys would like to see it expanded and while asking here I may do an open post about it later too.

Lastly, i'll be releasing THREE anthology collections over the summer, all of my bodies of work excluding my series works and at least 5 new stories per anthology. All will be around 99c and I cannot wait for you guys to have access to them!

I hope you'll all continue to stick with me as time goes on, I have so much more cool stuff to announce for 2020 and beyond!


T. J. Lea is an English writer of short stories and novellas from Buckinghamshire, England.

Best known for his viral horror hit "The Expressionless", TJ has focused his efforts on routinely creating top-ranked stories on NoSleep as well as writing and producing two Podcasts in the form of "The Writers Mythos" and "The Table Read", both available on Apple Podcasts, Spotify and all podcasting platforms.

His debut novel "The Spaces In Between" will be published via Eerie River Publishing later in 2020.

He is represented by Zero Gravity Management.

Copyright © 2020 T.J. Lea All rights reserved

The Expressionless

In June 1972, a woman appeared in Cedar Senai hospital in nothing but a white, blood-covered gown.

Now this, in itself, should not be too surprising as people often have accidents nearby and come to the nearest hospital for medical attention, but there were two things that caused people who saw her to vomit and flee in terror.

The first being that she wasn't exactly human. She resembled something close to a mannequin, but had the dexterity and fluidity of a normal human being. Her face was as flawless as a mannequins, devoid of eyebrows and smeared in make-up.

There was a kitten clamped in her jaws so unnaturally tight that no teeth could be seen, and the blood was still squirting out over her gown and onto the floor. She then pulled it out of her mouth, tossed it aside and collapsed.

From the moment she stepped through the entrance to when she was taken to a hospital room and cleaned up before being prepped for sedation, she was completely calm, expressionless and motionless. The doctors thought it best to restrain her until the authorities could arrive and she did not protest. They were unable to get any kind of response from her and most staff members felt too uncomfortable to look directly at her for more than a few seconds.

But the second the staff tried to sedate her, she fought back with extreme force. Two members of staff had to hold her down as her body rose up on the bed with that same, blank expression.

She turned her emotionless eyes towards the male doctor and did something unusual. She smiled.

As she did, the female doctor screamed and let go out of shock. In the woman's mouth were not human teeth, but long, sharp spikes. Too long for her mouth to close fully without causing any damage…

The male doctor stared back at her for a moment before asking "What in the hell are you?"

She cracked her neck down to her shoulder to observe him, still smiling.

There was a long pause, the security had been alerted and could be heard coming down the hallway.

As he heard them approach, she darted forward, sinking her teeth into the front of his throat, ripping out his jugular and letting him fall to the floor, gasping for air as he choked on his own blood.

She stood up and leaned over him, her face coming dangerously close to his as the life faded from his eyes.

She leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

"I... am... God..."

The doctor's eyes filled with fear as he watched her calmly walk away to greet the security men. His last ever sight would be watching her feast on them one by one.

The female doctor who survived the incident named her "The Expressionless".

There was never a sighting of her again.

Copyright © 2020 T.J. Lea All rights reserved

SERIES STORIES:

Class 77B (Unfinished):

These Student Requirements Terrify Me

I followed the instructions to get to the school...this is not possible.

I broke the rules and watched my student devour a classmate.

I returned to St. Martin's with conditions and questions that disturb me.

I teach English to foreign students - I astral projected to my childhood memories, but this isn't what I remember...

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Class77B Spinoffs:

My Great Aunt was there when the bomb was dropped on Nagasaki. She said there was something in the fallout.

As a black cab driver, i've memorised 25,000 streets...where I took my passenger tonight does not exist. AUTHORS NOTES

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The Spaces In Between Series (Arc 1) (Complete)

I run a bar that serves one of a kind drinks to clients in exchange for their stories...this one got to me.

I run a bar that serves one of a kind drinks to clients in exchange for their stories...this one will be the death of me (Part 2)

I run a bar that serves one of a kind drinks to clients in exchange for their stories...this one will sober you up. (Part 3)

I run a bar that serves one of a kind drinks to clients in exchange for their stories...this one will hurt. (Part 4)

I run a bar that serves one of a kind drinks to clients in exchange for their stories...this is the last call. (Part 5)

I ran a bar that served one of a kind drinks to clients in exchange for their stories...but now it's closing time. (FINAL)

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Hotel Inertia (Arc 2) UNFINISHED:

“I’m a Maintenance Man for the Hotel Inertia and you should never stay here...this is Floor 1.”

I'm a maintenance man for the Hotel Inertia and the second floor has a hunger problem...

I'm a maintenance man for the Hotel Inertia and the third floor has a constant sound that's making people sick...

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Grievance Counsellor/What Lies Beyond The Gate (Arc 2.5) ONGOING:

I'm a grievance counsellor and I just discovered what it is that clowns pray to.

I'm a grievance counsellor for the dead. Todays client called himself "The Cicada Man."

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Agoraphobic Series (Unrelated) ONGOING:

Observations from an Agoraphobic: I saw something terrifying enough to make me open the door.

Observations of an Agoraphobic: I buzz in Mistress Ophelia's clients, they don't always come back out.

Observations of an Agoraphobic: I will never order from Mr. Moloch's Takeout again.

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Tortoises, Tarots & Tragedies (Unrelated) COMPLETE:

My family has a tortoise that produces a tarot card for every member born. Lately, he's been producing ones that I don't recognise.

My family has a tortoise that produces a tarot card for every member born. The horror isn't just in the new ones, it's in the old ones.

My family has a tortoise that produces a tarot card for every member born. I think his latest card just predicted the end of the world.

My family has a tortoise that produces a tarot card for every member born. Today, we brought the cycle to an end. (FINAL)

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Caracossa Airways (Arc 3) ONGOING:

I'm an air marshal for a plane that ferries the dead. They all have stories to tell.

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BE-SPOKE (Unrelated) ONGOING:

I found a cursed album on the dark web. TRACK 1 taught me that the screams of the damned can be beautiful.

I found a cursed album on the dark web. TRACK 2 taught me about the power of word

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Choir Series (Unrelated) ONGOING:

All my life a choir has sang at the most important moments in my life. Lately, their tune has grown sinister.

All my life a choir has sang at my most important moments. Now, I know i'm not the only one

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Long form singular stories (In chronological order of posting time):

(Posted under u/chimera_phantasm)
I Don't Sleep Anymore

My Father Suffers From Alzheimer's, But He's Never Forgotten What He Saw

A Door Once Opened

Tale Of The Gray Man

There Is A Mass That Never Leaves Me

Kakurenbo (An Expressionless Sequel)

The Void Between People Is Never Closed

"I'm sorry, but your post did not perform well."

Yesterday was my best friends birthday, she made me fulfil a wish I will never forget.

Seizures are supposed to only last a few minutes...my wife's continued for 5 straight days.

For nearly 10 years my Secret Santa remained anonymous, but now I know the truth. - December 17

My twin brother just asked me something and for better or for worse, it's changed everything.

Whenever my Great Auntie Madsen shows up, someone in my family alway dies.

Today there will be a post stating I gave an interview to NoSleep, don't click it.