H. P. Lovecraft: The Secret Cave or John Lees Adventure
“Now be good children” Said Mrs. Lee “While I am away & dont get into mischief”. Mr. & Mrs. Lee were going off for the day & To leave The
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H. P. Lovecraft: The hound
In my tortured ears there sounds unceasingly a nightmare whirring and flapping, and a faint, distant baying as of some gigantic hound. It is not dream — it is not,
Edgar Allan Poe: The Sphinx
DURING the dread reign of the Cholera in New-York, I had accepted the invitation of a relative to spend a fort-night with him in the retirement of his cottage ornée on the banks
Edgar Allan Poe: The Cask of Amontillado
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,
Richard Matheson: Blood Son
The people on the block decided definitely that Jules was crazy when they heard about his composition. There had been suspicions for a long time. He made people shiver with
Kate Chopin: The Story of An Hour
Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband’s death. It was