“Slime” By Joseph Payne Brennan (Narrated By Jeffrey LeBlanc NOW ON RUMBLE!!!!
NOW ON RUMBLE! The origin story for a classic slimy monster!-JL
NOW ON RUMBLE! The origin story for a classic slimy monster!-JL
The origin story of a classic cinema monster!-JL
Terrifying poems to celebrate Halloween!!
A legend haunts the town of Grand Isle. Aged mariners proclaim by roaring bonfires along the coast, “And on the first winter breaker…of Grand Isle’s coldest winter, Pierre Santiny plunged into the sea and was seen no more.”
Then, the teller of the tale may pause with haunting eyes as the fires crack in the bonfire, the sea roars, and the wind howls with possibly an ancient chime. With a whispering voice on the third crash of a wave they may even say, “But none on the island will ever say he died.”
Will Marty Santiny—son of Pierre Santiny, discover what really happened to his father? Or will the town continue to fear the legend of “The Mariner of Caminada Pass”?
When Lazarus left the grave, where, for three days and three nights he had been under the enigmatical sway of death, and returned alive to his dwelling, for a long time no one noticed in him those sinister oddities, which, as time went on, made his very name a terror.
There was no sound and at first I could see nothing but nitre-encrusted walls and wet stone floor. Presently, however, in a far corner, just beyond the flickering halo of the faggot torch, I saw two tiny, fiery spots of red. I tried to convince myself that they were two red jewels, two rubies, shining in the torchlight.
But I knew at once – I felt at once – what they were. They were two red eyes and they were watching us with a fierce, unwavering stare.–Joseph Payne Brennan
Follow on children of horror by padded, clawed feet as we journey ever on into shadowed waterways, fog-foetid bayous, and amongst the darkness of decayed swamp without torch, flashlight, or candle flame with only lunar light to guide our way.
Those distant baying howls you hear are nothing to fear. And the growl circling you can’t be a w—, or can they? There’s no such thing of course.
Monstrous hounds from cosmic dimensions beyond our world hunt to destroy you, alien forces probe to see what delicacies are on your mind, and vampires on the arcs of lightning issue a deadly for you to surrender. These are just a few creations of the science fiction master, Frank Belknap Long. Frank Belknap Long was a […]
Hans Christian Andersen was an author and prolific writer of plays, travelogues, novels, and poems. Andersen gained immortality though for his fairy tales. While considered a children’s author, Andersen’s stories express themes that transcend age and nationality. They claw into the dark heart of humanity and shine a light and lesson on malevolent deeds. Andersen’s […]
“The Hound” was written by H.P. Lovecraft in September 1922 and published in the February 1924 issue of Weird Tales. “The Hound” contains the first mention of Lovecraft’s fictional text the Necronomicon. Lovecraft noted the story was inspired on September 16, 1922, after he had toured the Flatbush Reformed Church in Brooklyn with his friend […]
The master of terror and the macabre, Edgar Allan Poe was a writer, editor, and literary critic. He’s best known for his poetry and short stories. Poe is widely regarded as a central figure of Romanticism in the United States and of American literature, and he was one of the country’s earliest practitioners of the […]
Hellish houses moan, mad drivers duel for the road, a looming disease turns humanity into the undead, and a man shrinks from his world, as we honor the great Richard Matheson. Richard Matheson was a screenwriter, novelist and most certainly a master of horror, science fiction, and fantasy. He worked often with Rod Serling on […]
We are a channel honoring the yellowed, and blackened bones of many prominent authors. We will be digging up several obscure, strange, and forgotten authors who influenced many of the great horror, science fiction, and fantasy writer’s today. Comment below if you like. If you have authors that you’d like to see recognized list them […]
Curious hands desecrated the graves of the undead;
(Antoine Valterre became the Devil’s king.)
Till they found a silver coffin to their dread.
Fascination became terror when they opened the lid,
Eyes fluorescent and fangs sanguine that box had hid.
(A vampire’s thirst is a deadly thing.)–JL