Two-Minute Tales of Terror

I've started a new Facebook page featuring my short scary stories. Every few days I'm posting a new story on "Two-Minute Tales of Terror" for your deranged delight. Most of these have appeared on Reddit in the past and many of them have been made into Creepypastas on YouTube (search for "minnboy"). Perfect bedtime reading!

New Short Scary Story - It Runs in the Family

Spiders. I hate spiders, but they can be fun to write about. Check out my latest short scary story at They're Only Shadows and get a case of the creepy crawlies.

A terrifying trio of new short scary stories

Three more dark and twisted tales for your late-night reading pleasure. Go here to find them, if you dare.

New scary short stories at "They're Only Shadows"

I've posted four new scary short stories at They're Only Shadows. A jogger tries to be a good Samaritan with deadly consequences. Find out what happens when one member of a pair of psychopathic killers loses the urge to kill. Father is gone, but his children uncover a secret that will haunt them forever. Not all Halloween monsters wear masks.

Even MORE short scary stories

A new batch of short scary stories at They're Only Shadows for your Halloween enjoyment.

Short Scary Stories

Over the past few months I've been wasting my time writing very short horror stories (under 275 words) for a subreddit called (you probably already guessed): Super short scary stories. Anyway, if you're interested in reading some, just go here and search under "minnboy."

New story at "They're Only Shadows"

I've posted a new short story titled The Eyes of John Abbott at They're Only Shadows. Here's a brief excerpt:

Jennifer ran through the litany of the odd events of the past few months with Clio nodding knowingly and shaking her head in disbelief in equal measures. When Jennifer finished, Clio took off her glasses and pinched the space between her eyes as if physically trying to contain what she just heard. Leaning to one side on an elbow, she met Jennifer’s expectant glance. “I believe you are under attack from a demonic presence.”

The earth paused in its orbit for a moment, rivers reversed course, and Jennifer tried to maintain decorum, but could not. A messy, blustery laugh escaped despite her best efforts. She covered her mouth to try and contain the damage, but it was too late. Clio’s lips pursed and her body language became defensive.

“I’m sorry. So sorry, but demons?”

“You asked.”

“About the symbols. What they mean.”

“Bloody handprints, the all-seeing eye, the sacrificial animal, a dark man hanging around…they clearly point to the presence of an evil entity.”

“But Aunt Clio, I don’t believe in that stuff. There’s nothing that I’ve told you about that couldn’t be done by a human being. I mean, this hooded person has been seen on the property twice now. I don’t know why, but he’s trying to scare me.”

“Are you absolutely sure that’s all it is?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound dismissive.”

Clio looked down at her lap with a knowing smile. “The wine is nice. Could I get a little more?”

My new short story blog - They're Only Shadows

I have created a new blog featuring my short stories called "They're Only Shadows." If you're into horror, suspense or supernatural stories, please check it out here. Thanks.