The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
A Lovecraftian Christmas
Like a crash of thunder followed by a sonic boom. Something has just entered our atmosphere. The first arrival sets the stage for things to come. Ammutseba has fallen to Earth to be benevolent for one special day. On other days he'd be known as The Devourer of Stars. Something came over him today, he felt sorry for humanity. Usually, he just feels contempt for humankind. Men are just puppets for The Great Old Ones. Ammut calls Its brethren to take one last look at humanity. Tentacles cover the ground and you can no longer see the floor. Horrors now inhabit this strange planet. Ammut searches for a new way to see things.
Ever since I decided to move into a cabin in the mountains, I have had writer's block. I thought that the mountains would give me more motivation for my book, but so far, nothing. My publisher asked me to write something scary this time, so I had the idea to write about the sightings of this "Skinwalker". He was hesitant at first, but when I told him that I would travel and research about Skinwalkers first, he was on board for it. So, I did my research, and found out that there were sightings in Utah, in the mountains. I rented a cabin near the sightings by Skinwalker Ranch, at least that is what the locals call it. When I got to the cabin, I settled down and got my laptop set up to start the new book. Of course, though, not a single thought to start. So, I went out into the woods surrounding the cabin, looked around the area and, of course, nothing. I went to grab my camera thinking I might be able to catch evidence or clues, but like always, I found nothing. Then it hit me, remembering all the research I did, all the sightings that I found online, happened at nighttime. It was only three in the afternoon, so I went back to my cabin and waited for nightfall. I Thought to myself that I would take a nap until the moon rises. I sat on the couch drifting off to the comfort of the fireplace. I got woken up by an unrealistic shriek that almost sounded like an animal, but not like any animal I’ve ever heard. I noticed that it was around 10pm, and pitch black out, so this is the perfect time to go out and see what I can find. I grabbed my video camera, and set out on this dark skinwalking adventure. I probably walked about two miles trying to catch anything on my video camera, but I haven’t seen or heard anything. It’s already about midnight, so I decided to go back to the cabin. On my way back, I heard something rustling in the bushes next to me. Probably just a rabbit or a raccoon. I kept walking back towards the cabin while looking at the video footage to see if I caught anything at all. I heard the rustling again, but it sounded much closer. Thought nothing of it. I was able to see the chimney of the cabin, almost there. Then I heard right behind me, it sounded like rustling bushes. It sounded big. I decided to start video recording again, even though it sounded big, I slowly turned around. What I saw, in the bushes, glowing eyes. Whatever this thing is, it was hunched over. It started to stand up like a human being, I froze in place. When it started yelling, I ran, almost fumbling over my own feet. If I can just get to the cabin, I’ll be safe. I hear it behind me, chasing me. Feel like I’m going to collapse. I’m almost at the door, if I can just make it to the porch…
Witchcraft Manipulation Prince Olaboye was the first son of king Olusegun, this means that the crown prince will inherit the throne of his father when king Olusegun join his ancestors in death. Traditionally, crown prince Olaboye cannot go anywhere without two palace Guards for security reason.
A Touching Gift
Glen had always been a bit of a ladies' man. Ever since his first girlfriend, he'd been a firm believer in the "love um and leave um" school of thought. In high school, it caused some trouble. Glen was the handsome football player who went through women like water, and it seemed he was always in the middle of some drama. In a way, Glen guessed he fed off it, loving the attention he got from being at the center of such controversy. As he got older, Glen found similar conquests out in the real world. The car lot he worked at held a bevy of pretty clients, pretty secretaries, and lovely bosses who became far less authoritarian once the bedroom door was shut.
Taboos of Lisa's Stream
Taboos of Lisa’s Stream The population of Odogbagede had increased to about three thousand seven hundred people, king Adegboyega died in his sleep few weeks after he married a second wife; Lisa became jealous and killed king Adegboyega because she felt he shouldn’t have married another wife when she was there to satisfy his sexual need always.
The Floating Matchstick
I'm from in Southampton, U.K. Many years ago, while I was a student nurse, I had an odd experience. One bright sunny morning a matchstick fell from my matchbox. As I went to pick it up, to my amazement it "jumped" several times before launching itself into the air. There it stayed, stationary, parallel to the floor and accompanied by "clicking" sounds (like static electricity). I guess it stayed there for around 6-8 seconds, about a foot away from my face.
Demon of Witch Hill
I live in a small town on the southwest coast of England. As far back as I can remember, the town's old people have talked about supernatural activity - the old lady who runs the general store, my grandparents, the fishermen - everyone over the age of about 50 or so. They've seen ghosts, werewolves and UFOs, but my parents and the other younger generations seem to be a bit more skeptical about it.
The scratching noise
We moved into this 3 apartment home in the summer of 2006. The house seemed old. In the first floor lived a married couple with a cat. In the second floor lived an elderly couple also with a cat. The third floor was my family's apartment.
The Rain Man
Her mother told her to lock all the doors, close all the curtains, go to the basement, and stay quiet. Lisa thought it was because of the tornado but her mother was more afraid of the man in the night than any storm. As the rain poured down, the thunder made its big booming presence known. Lisa sat in the small corner of the dimly lit basement mindlessly scrolling through her phone, cursing the god's every time the internet went out; causing her Instagram feed to refresh. About an hour or so later, Lisa got bored, put down her phone picked up her book, and continued reading where she had left off in the storybook oh so long ago. Just as she seemed to be drifting off into the fantasy world of fictional characters and insane missions, she heard the back door open with that familiar "click" of the lock. Slowly, lifting her gaze up and away from the book, she furrowed her brow as her mind processed what she had heard, with a release of breath she hadn't realized she was holding, she called out for her mother but stopped mid-way through as she remembered her mother said to stay quiet and as she listened to the footsteps a sudden and terrifying realization hit her; that wasn't her mother walking and she had just made a noise.
Our Big Break
I grasped my guitar. It felt warm in my hands and pulsed as if alive. We were to perform in 5 minutes, and I clung to it desperately...protectively. This was to be our big break. My bandmates sat in various positions around the greenroom, most of us anxious, except my lead singer. He was drenched in cockiness. To him, success was guaranteed. If I had what he had, I'd be cocky too.
Reed Alexander's Horror Review of 'The Wind' (2018)
Ho-lee-crap this movie was fucking forgettable. I seriously mean that. I just watched it two days ago and I can barely remember fuck-all about it. All I can really remember is how much it irritated me. There was very little to like about this movie. I mean, the premise and the plot were fine, it was just a poor execution with a particularly weak ending. And the ending is pretty much my all-time most hated trope next to 'Black Guy Dies First.' If you know my reviews well enough, that's actually a bit of a spoiler but I'll talk about this later in the actual spoilers.
October!! My favourite month..... not because the colours on the leaves change but because I get to escape the cold bitter English weather in exchange for the hot friendly African all-time summer. This October was different... I took my bike out for one last ride through the beautiful golden trees before my flight. As I approached my house, I saw the drone lower a package on my doorstep.