Hurrying on, Barbee nodded to the workman as casually as he could. His skin felt goose-pimpled under the thin red robe, and he couldn’t help shivering to a colder chill than he felt in the...

I have no use for your body, for within its youth lies a rotten wench already deceased.

If he looks at me like that again Dottie will need a bucket and mop to get me back to my room.

When you love to kill and can do it as well as I can, then what better way to raise hell?” -Javier “Bones” Jones

The scratching came from the attic. At night, when Rory turned out the light I would lie awake and wait for it to skit, skit, skit lightly across the floorboards above our heads and down...

Brush snapped. The stag shambled forth from the outer darkness. It loomed above Scobie, its fur rank and steaming. Black blood oozed from gashes along its flanks. Beneath a great jagged crown of antlers its...

Our fiction is not merely in flight from the physical data of the actual world…it is, bewilderingly and embarrassingly, a gothic fiction, nonrealistic and negative, sadist and melodramatic – a literature of darkness and the...

Wieder hob sie den Blick und richtete die Lampe auf ihr Gesicht. Sie schaute zum Fenster hinüber. Ihre Züge waren jetzt fast noch deutlicher. Sie konnte die Details um ihre Nase studieren, den Mund. Die...

Do you know what it’s like to kill a man? You just pushed a knife into living, moving skin and you realize you pierced a heart that beats against your sharp knife.-Lucas Tyrel

I had a million different dreams but none of them was stronger than the rest. In the end they probably would have paralyzed me.

Her world fragmented into dozens of sharp, cutting shards, shedding the salty blood and saltier tears that ringed the bitter cocktail of her despair. She was caterpillar and butterfly, both, caught in a cocoon of...

Horror was rooted in sympathy . . . in understanding what it would be like to suffer the worst.

I like to think she hates my guts a little less every hour.

Honey, you worry too much. Nothing is going to happen, I mean come on, you’re in the house of Mr. Hausefalle, the guru of home security! You’re probably safer over there than here.”- House Trap,...

The stuff of nightmare is their plain bread. They butter it with pain. They set their clocks by deathwatch beetles, and thrive the centuries. They were the men with the leather-ribbon whips who sweated up...

The people faded away, the arches, the vaulted roof vanished. I raised my seared eyes to the fathomless glare; and I saw the black stars hanging in the heavens: and the wet winds from the...

The northern star changes its position every ten thousand years, but friendships can last for all eternity.— RJPeters

Wendy? Darling? Light, of my life. I’m not gonna hurt ya. I’m just going to bash your brains in.

Moonlight flooded in the windows and silvered the room, turning it into a lagoon of dreams

And she arose from her deathbed in a gossamer gown, with eyes the color of starlight and hair as black as the night. And those who were her captors trembled, for the scent of death...

I fear you may not be so lucky.

Dirge of the dying and the stench of fear,Black souls repent as hell draws near,” – Percy Pemmeney the smuggler, from Curse of Ancient Shadows.

I have no idea how long Quisser was gone from the table. My attention became fully absorbed by the other faces in the club and the deep anxiety they betrayed to me, an anxiety that...

Bullshit. You can paint with a fork, you can kill with a fork. A fork is a tool. Don’t let yourself be confined by the definitions of others.

We know what happened to those who chanced to meet the Great God Pan, and those who are wise know that all symbols are symbols of something, not of nothing. It was, indeed, an exquisite...

Some teeth long for ripping, gleaming wet from black dog gums. So you keep your eyes closed at the end. You don’t want to see such a mouth up close. before the bite, before its...

Little Red Riding Hood was stalked; Cinderella was abused; the Beauty had to live with a hideous Beast; Snow White was poisoned; Hansel and Gretel were meat for a cannibal… and then we wonder why...

I’m a big fan of horror, personally.

The clear stars before him took to shuddering and he knew why; they shuddered at sight of what was behind him. He had never divined before that strange Things hid themselves from men, under pretence...

Sorri um alívio já então fisgado por anzóis de pavor vazio; pelo meu sorriso o horror fincou suas presas a mim me enforcando pelo avesso?

Ever since I arrived to a state of manhood, I have felt a sincere passion for liberty. The history of nations doomed to perpetual slavery, in consequence of yielding up to tyrants their natural born...

It was just a colour out of space—a frightful messenger from unformed realms of infinity beyond all Nature as we know it; from realms whose mere existence stuns the brain and numbs us with the...

Beneath the handsome exterior beats a heart of darkness.

Wenn man meine Seele zeichnen könnte, wäre es irgendein wildes Gekritzel mit deutlich sichtbaren Reißzähnen.

Shall I compare thee to a Shoggoth?

What humans want most of all, is to be right. Even if we’re being right about our own doom. If we believe there are monsters around the next corner ready to tear us apart, we...

There was blood on the hair of his chinny chin chin.

Il terrore non è niente, se non è accompagnato da qualcosa di visibilmente orribile. Non riesce a entrare sotto pelle in maniera disgustosa se non c’è niente in grado di nutrire la mente.

It is the sheer ugliness and banality of everyday life which turns my blood to ice and makes me cringe in terror.

When you walk,go different roads that take you nowhere,and see your world.

Betrayal is too kind a word to describe a situation in which a father says he loves his daughter but claims he must teach her about the horrors of the world in order to make...

A vein throbs to the left of his forehead. It pulsates, mirroring the violence in the room.

You’re forgetting… we never get in trouble in that class. Remember I gave Mr. Hendry that lap dance last year. I’m thinking he’s expecting one this year as well. – Carol

Evil knows its time to end is soon at hand, hence why it is more than determined to succeed.

If you follow the pescribed way of how people want you to be, then it will be of great relieve if you commit suicide than to be dragged along like a donkey.

I’m guessing you’re tits deep in a horror novel. Something by Laymon, or Ketchum, or one of those sick fucks you read.

You state here that you believe your daughter, Amy, is no longer with you; that the girl living in your house – who looks and sounds exactly like Amy – is not in fact your...

We’re supposed to love flowers, yet we rip them from their homes, and give them to people who don’t love us.”-Toril Withers (Dark Winter).

Run, sweetheart, run.

To feel our character, our personality, and our personal, hard-won history fade from being is to be exposed to whatever lies beneath these comforting, operational conveniences. What remains when the conscious and functioning self has...