Creepypasta Number Two

     So when I got the e-mail that my second story would be going up on Creepypasta, I was flattered and stoked at the same time. But I misread the e-mail and thought that the story would be going up on the 27th.
     It went up the 22nd.
     Go and read it now!

Update

     Took a small break from posting so that I could build up some stories for my backlog while also sending off some novels to be perused. Will resume posting stories the 23rd with an update to two stories, and possibly a stand alone story as well.
     Don't want to drain the well again so quickly!

James Cree, Part One

“You almost done Mikey?” Thomas asked, adjusting his glasses on his face.

The overweight boy looked up at Thomas from his place on the floor, carefully drawing a circle in chalk on the wooden panels. “Yeah, sorry it’s taking so long. The book is really specific on what the circle is supposed to entail.”

The First Horseman, Part One

Kate walked down the sidewalk, her hands shoved into her hoodie to fight off the cold of the night. Her shift at the hospital had ended some twenty minutes ago, a full hour after it was supposed to end.

Haunted School, Part One

Astoria smiled as her boyfriend pulled into one of the parking spots in the darkened parking lot. The school was covered in a shroud of darkness that made the dark brick building almost impossible to see in the starless night. But they’d brought large flashlights, as well as bolt cutters, so they were going to get the chance to explore the old school that had once been the oldest high school in all of San Antonio. Now it was just a crumbling set of buildings that had been abandoned due to budget cuts.

A New Horror Zine

Bugsy returns! Or did I name him Mordecai?

Blurred Edges, Chapter Eleven

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      “So you’re saying that this girl,” Officer Wong motioned over to the body under the sheet on a gurney, “just started bleeding? Just like that?”

The Spear of Longinus, Part Two

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I walked back into the barracks where they’d taken Nioleg, the smell of burnt meat heavy in the air as soldiers crowd around him in the darkened, cramped quarters. I have to pull more than one man away from the huddle to retain order as I shout at them to allow me to see the soldier who defied a direct order.

Bringing Up Old News: Prologue

Walking along the edge of the graveyard, Gary smiled as he read the news on his phone. He’d taken this job due to the basic requirements of the job: look intimidating and prevent anyone from doing anything illegal in the graveyard, at least after hours.

The Spear of Longinus

Standing by as they nail him to the cross, I wonder what exactly he did to deserve such treatment; I mean, I know he was a dissident, but to earn such a tortuous death is beyond comprehension. Still, it’s not like we don’t put people up on the cross often enough. To his sides is a pair of thieves that were found guilty of their crimes, though they’re going to hang for a lot longer than he is.