S.C. Hawk

S.C. Hawk writes horror that creeps in sideways, unsettling you before you realize it’s too late. His stories slip between shadows of the familiar—suburban streets, rain-slick roads, campfires at the edge of the world—and twist them into places you’d rather not linger. Blending dread with dark humor, he explores the fragile line between terror and absurdity, where killers fumble, survivors falter, and the end of the world feels strangely inevitable.

Born and raised in San Diego, Hawk spent four years in Arizona before settling in Las Vegas, where he lives with his wonderful wife, amazing son, and two loyal dogs. The neon lights, desert silence, and just enough darkness continue to feed the stories that won’t leave him alone.