Stories tagged “Lovecraft”

  • The Well at Jackville

    There was feeling of dread that hung over the well like a storm cloud. Most people would sense it but couldn’t explain it – one of those weird sensations they write off as soon as they leave. Peter not only sensed it, he studied it. Peering...

    • Author: Stoner
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • To the Elder Ones I Call

    With this blood a line I now trace To drill a hole in both time and space Two separate circles, concentric each Into the void I extend my reach A murder each sabbath for every week of the year The heart of a sheep, the spleen of a steer All the parts b...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • The Arrival

    Each drop hit the ground with a heavy thud and with the last, an eerie pipe music could be faintly heard for miles around. Her eyes grew wide as she watched with horror as the pool of blood turned a deep oily black and fell away forming an impossibly d...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Sacrifice is Ended

    And then the gaping black wound in the world closed and everything was as it had been before. The cicadas whirred in the deep shadows of the nearby woods and the moonlight shone upon the altar older than mankind. There was only one difference: the thin...

    • Author: Garsecg
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • From the Nest

    Mother called. The child froze, drew her hand back from the nest of baby birds, red beaks agape for food. She jumped down from the tree branch, ran along the fern-dappled path to home, and was a long time getting there. Almost a year. The police, neigh...

    • Author: JJA
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • The Doom That Came To Dinner

    “I’ve been reading the Necronomicon,” said Mark, examining with great curiosity the sushi dish that had been placed on the table in front of him. He’d never seen sushi before, and he wasn’t sure whether to eat it or dissec...

    • Author: Ben Paddon
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Doom That Really Came

    It was at that moment when the lightbulbs burst from above them. The lamps in the street went out, and it seemed even the stars forgot how to shine. The whole scene was as if a shadow descended on the town, extinguishing each and every source of illumi...

    • Author: J. Rein B.
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Note Tucked Into a Rare Greek Book

    I was mad to think of translating this, and if there is justice left in this misbegotten fiend-ridden universe then the man who sold me this book will suffer my fate. If his store can still be found on Marvell Street and Providence Lane, I beg you to s...

    • Author: lastsyllable
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Take My Breath Away

    Madonna segued into Berlin, “Take My Breath Away”. We danced close as scenes from Top Gun played on a big screen at the end of the room. “Mmmm…” she murmured into my shoulder. “This is nice. I’ve missed this.”...

  • His Final Wish

    She obeyed the will: flying from Oman to London, then taking another three and-a-half hours by bus to reach Pentland Firth and the Scottish isle of Floasa. Like its sister Stroma, the lure of the mainland and hardship of living on such a barren, rain-b...

  • Starry night

    I hate the stars, they lied to me. I used to listen to their whispers, make them surrender their secrets, sit in the dark until my feet went numb and my eyes could focus enough to see their colors, their true colors. I used to call them by name, T̵...

  • In the company of bats

    Above my cave. I mean, ours, as I share it with bats, I have painted by memory the old map of the constellations. I have frozen in time that dreaded day, when the children of Tzweilphathoggua, the being that shall not be, will come forth and descend up...

  • The Note

    The next morning, as I walk to the large circle of stones, something catches my eye. Tucked between two of the rocks is an brown piece of paper. Opening it, it nearly crumbles to dust in my hands. The text is scratched in a shaky script and reads as fo...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Note

    The next morning, as I walk to the large circle of stones, something catches my eye. Tucked between two of the rocks is an brown piece of paper. Opening it, it nearly crumbles to dust in my hands. The text is scratched in a shaky script and reads as fo...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • Sequel to "In the company of bats"

    The papers in the Forest Drive petrol station gives Obama (Caitlin likes to call him Osama) a strong lead over McCain; she makes a point of spitting when she steps outside. As she lights up there’s a blare from her SUV and she’s hollerin...

  • "Moist, with one drop of thy blood, my dry soule"

    She stood in the doorway smiling at me, dark hair loose around her shoulders, her dress torn as I had—but no, she lay on the floor at my feet, warm skin growing cold, mouth open in an inchoate scream. “Look what you’ve done, my love,&...

  • Sipping from the Cup of Madness

    “I followed the maze of secrets. Along the way I uncovered terrible events long forgotten. I was a discoverer, and an explorer. In the summer of ’46 I became a spy.” I said. “When did you come upon the forbidden book of Alhazred...

  • Dreams of Piracy

    Three boys crowded around the prow of their stolen boat betraying little of the excitement in their hearts. James turned to the others, his thin face framed by long dark curls that cascaded from under a feathered hat. “We made a mistake in not ki...

  • Unstable Truces in Unstable Times

    Two men stood at the prow of the ship, different, yet they shared the same shadow of violence and the same air of authority. Their eyes roamed the waves of the sea, like lords overlooking their birthrights. They were looking for proof my claims, claims...

  • The Book Long Forgotten

    With a tiny splash the droplet hit the page, causing the ancient ink to run in tiny rivers. He blinked and looked up as he ran a hand over his forehead; he had been sweating. How long had he been reading? He looked down at the dusty tome and realized h...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Plan

    Caion smiled and sat back from his computer, the fools wouldn’t know what they were doing. Lured by his brilliant prose about the advantages of stickers in home design they would flock to his website. Little did they know that 10,000 years of car...

    • Author: Akheloios
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Death of H.P. Lovecraft

    Until this moment I never believed that there was any shadow of reality behind the mythology I created for my work. Letter writers inquiring about the history of the Necronomicon are inevitably disappointed to find that I invented it entirely out of my...

    • Author: Garsecg
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Showdown in the End Times

    The octopus-headed man looked at her with its large, inky black pupil-less eyes. It held a gun in every single one of its tentacles. “Do you truly think you can defeat me, mortal?” Jenny Everywhere smiled. “Absolutely.” She cock...

    • Author: Garsecg
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5