Flies flew around the confined hunting lodge, nestled back in the trees right along the churning waters of the Mississippi. The overwhelming heat of the summer combined with the thick clouds of vapor in the air made it difficult for the officers to look at the scene of the crime, so the Department of Wildlife that’d found the scene had just quarantined the area with yellow tape and called ahead for the State police. Two officers leaned against the back of a muddy patrol car, arms crossed and hats tilted back as they stared at the dirt path leading to the shack.
Horror and Fantasy pieces that evolve and grow into full blown stories, all with you along for the ride.
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Maestro is up at Creepypasta!
Creepypasta has posted another one of my stories, this one being a vampire-inspired tale called "Maestro". Go here to check it out!
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Rite of the Revenant, Chris Part One
I could hardly believe this was happening! Here we were, after digging up a book from the attic in my house, performing a ritual that claimed to be used on “the vilest of ye enemies…” and it was actually working! We’d all contributed in some manner, but me; I was the only one who could read the archaic script the spell was written in.
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Love Bites, Chapter One
I could not believe my luck! Just as I was walking from the biology labs here at school, keys in hand for my junker of a car, I was approached by none other than Oliver White, the First-string center for the football team, asking me if I had plans for tonight, “seeing as it's Friday and all,” he’d said with that panty-drenching sideways grin of his.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Rite of the Revenant, Part One
The dull throbbing deep in my chest is what first makes me realize I’m awake. A thick, wet thumping against my sternum, shaking my entire frame, rouses me from what must have been the most relaxing nap I’ve ever taken. Stretching out, I blink slowly, trying to determine where I am. Reaching up, my hands bump into a hard, but cushioned, wall.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
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!
It went up the 22nd.
Go and read it now!
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
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!
Don't want to drain the well again so quickly!
Thursday, September 3, 2015
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.”
Sunday, August 30, 2015
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.
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
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.
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