Julian tried to keep a pleasant smile on his face, though already it felt strained. He was uncomfortable with people who used the word blessed as a part of their everyday speech. The implication was...

The landscape had been so maimed by this new kind of warfare it was as if human architects of great genius had sat down to plan hell, since no two of them could agree on...

A Vampire?” I asked, feeling the touch of a smile form on my lips.

A man’s principles are his own. Man starts flip-flopping on what he believes based on outside influences and he may as well run for congress.

I was nearly unnerved at my proximity to a nameless thing at the bottom of a pit.

Nevertheless, the potential and actual importance of fantastic literature lies in such psychic links: what appears to be the result of an overweening imagination, boldly and arbitrarily defying the laws of time, space and ordered...

There are two types of memory frequently experienced by individuals who have had overwhelming trauma that has been suppressed psychologically or chemically. The first is general memory, experienced as an adult, in which there is...

To be thoroughly conversant with Man’s heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of Despair

The ghosts that exert the most power in people’s lives-at least, the people I know–tend to be of their own making, and consist of equal parts regret and old fears and just plain missing somebody.

The wolf turned to Rachel. She was afraid to run, afraid fleeing would make it chase her. Somewhere in the stored files of her mind, she remembered one should not look directly at a menacing...

(W.D.) Howells asserted that the Americans’ ‘love of the supernatural is their common inheritance from no particular ancestry.’ Their fiction, he added, often gathers in the gray ‘twilight of the reason,’ on ‘the borderland between...

Behind every legendary monster, there is an unknown tragedy.

Express yourself, Express your life, Express the Moment, Live the life.

These streets belong to us because we decided not to punch the time clock. We decided to see what and f*ck is going on out here when all those other people are going to sleep....

Last night they came again. The soldiers had set up a defense perimeter, but there were simply too many—they must have come by the hundreds of thousands, a huge swarm that blotted out the stars....

Through the ages, countless spiritual disciplines have urged us to look within ourselves and seek the truth. Part of that truth resides in a small, dark room — one we are afraid to enter

Neely McIntire,” I said, clamping a sweaty hand behind her neck. “Friendship be damned!”Hayden yanked me forward. I had time to make a very girly sound before his lips began to move furiously over mine....

Bodies lay in the sun. Bodies stood in the sun.

Allegations of multi-perpetrator and multi-victim sexual abuse emerged to public awareness in the early 1980s contemporaneously with the denials of the accused and their supporters. Multi-perpetrator sexual offences are typically more sadistic than solo offences...

He realised he was in a chair. The world was white and blurry in half his vision, and it took him a few moments to realise a sheet of paper was stuck to his face.

More accurately, on the bed and on the table lay various pieces of what had once been a body.Holmes was leaning with his back against the wall, his countenance deathly white. “The door was open,”...

…That insurgent horror was knit to him closer than a wife, closer than an eye lay caged in his flesh, where he heard it mutter and felt it struggle to be born; and at every...

I wanted to explore this idea that the bogey man in the closet is scary, but being a mother is scarier.

Did you ever think it won’t be the undead who kill us, but ordinary people?

Thomas Randall and Christopher Golden not only are inventive writers but write in a sense to grab your attention cover to cover! I absolutely advise you to read,”The Waking” series. You’ll love it if you...

His voice was oily and slick as it poured from his mouth like liquid acid, threatening to hook onto the woman’s hair like a fishing hook and drag her back to death.

I have a horror of not rising above mediocrity.

Read. Read. Read. Just don’t read one type of book. Read different books by various authors so that you develop different style.

I am your number one fan.

I can see your dirtypillows.

He breathed in hard. The stench of blood filled his lungs. Only now, for the first time, could he truly appreciate it.

God’s creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.

Do one thing for me, Sredni Vashtar.

That’s for me!” I already had a grim view of existence, so there was no problem there. I was and am agoraphobic, so being reclusive was a snap. The only challenge was whether or not...

What do you want?”She doesn’t answer him, staring cold and blank through those stark white bars, and then she was scrambling toward him across the floor, making him press flat against the wall to get...

For he felt about the whole affair the touch somewhere of a great Outer Horror – and his scattered powers had not as yet had time to collect themselves into a definite attitude of fighting...

Sometimes good people do bad things.

If that other fellow doesn’t know his happiness, well, he’d better look for it soon, or he’ll have to deal with me.

The crow cawed again overhead, and a strong sea wind came in and burst through the trees, making the green pine needles shake themselves all over the place. That sound always gave me goose bumps,...

The truth of the matter is 200 points is orderly. I think 900 is going to be a horror show. I don’t want to be in that day.

You could say that they were sweet, or you could say that they were something out of a horror movie.

Eu só sonho horrores hilários.

I have a new nickname for Dottie. She’s now the Crazy Whisperer.

Bunch together a group of people deliberately chosen for strong religious feelings, and you have a practical guarantee of dark morbidities expressed in crime, perversion, and insanity.

There was one moment of intersection, when the topic of hate-watching came up. “Why do you watch TV shows–and keep watching them–if you don’t like them?” Terrence asked.Simple: Some days, all you have is gazing...

Monsters are beasts that cannot be tamed.

Io ero già tutto preso dalla porta e dalla brutta sensazione che mi aveva creato fin dal principio. Era una porta ad arco di fattura toscana, laccata di bianco, elegante e del tutto in sintonia...

WANNA YOU WANNA WEENIE ME?” The end kind of trailed off in a shrill, choking warble.

Dreading dusk, fearing night, praying for dawn.

I am a big scaredy-cat; horror films terrify me.