Short Stories

  by Ron Whitehead i’ve always loved true tales of the supernatural. i’ve always wandered through old graveyards. there was a time when i would take dates to graveyards, after a dance or a movie. i’ve had many many supernatural experiences. and not all of them were drug inspired. i’ll […]

by H. P. Lovecraft Of such great powers or beings there may be conceivably a survival… a survival of a hugely remote period when… consciousness was manifested, perhaps, in shapes and forms long since withdrawn before the tide of advancing humanity… forms of which poetry and legend alone have caught […]

  by Edgar Allan Poe THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could; but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat. At length I […]

‘ By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. (Macbeth, 4.1)’ by Saira Viola Selwyn was a simple man. He liked simple things: the colour blue, beer, beef steaks and chopping people up. He was short with a squat rot complexion pitted with scars and bad memories. Selwyn had sand-coloured hair and […]

  by Washington Irving In the bosom of one of those spacious coves which indent the eastern shore of the Hudson, at that broad expansion of the river denominated by the ancient Dutch navigators the Tappan Zee, and where they always prudently shortened sail and implored the protection of Saint […]