#creepybook

[nashotobi]

You can purchase a digital copy of my book Welcome to Shipsgrave for 7.5$ via PayPal. Dm me if interested. Description:

A Lovecraftian anthology of illustrated creepy short stories inspired by "The Shadow over Innsmouth", about a boy who moves with his father to a mysterious town with fishy locals and discovers its strange customs and dark secrets.

[starlightbooktales]

» What's the last book you added to your TBR? hello my friends, For me it was Where Darkness Blooms! I saw the cover and just immediately knew I needed to read it. As soon as I am done with a book or two that I am currently reading, I’m starting this book. Which sounds perfect for my “I must consume every thriller possible” mood. ♡ huge thanks to @wednesdaybooks for sending me a copy of Where Darkness Blooms! » hashtags:. #bibliophile #bookworm #booklove #bookstagrammer #instagramreads #booklover #bookstagram #AndreaHannah #WhereDarknessBlooms #YAthriller #creepybooks #yabooks #iloveya #yareads #prettybooks #bookcover #lovereading #bookswillbebooks #givemeallthebooks (at Boise, Idaho) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp8T7bWrULM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[itsredwritinghood]

Here are a few of the #chillersandthrillers I’ve been #reading this #spookyseason and I have enjoyed all of them. #bookstagram #bookgeek #bookworm #booknerd #bookish #readersofinstagram #bibliophile #read #bookaddict #books #bookaholic #bibliotherapy #audiobooks #creepybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj0kOLNrDkM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[the-becka]

Missed Fan Expo Canada? Little Shirley Heckraiser* would like to inform you about the webstore (link in the bio and stories)! You can find The Wormhole Club Tragedy, Gehenna: Death Valley, and art prints on there! Quick note—to those tagging me on social media/sending DMs about WCT, thank you so much! 🖤 I’m especially enjoying reading the comments on the ending of issue 1 (heuheuheuheu😆😈) *thanks for your input in the Stories polls! It was a tie between Heckraiser and Shirley #horrorcomics #WormholeClubTragedy #comics #comicbooks #cosmichorror #books #ShirleyHeckraiser #creepy #spooky #spookyseason👻 #creepybooks #noircomics #monsters #spacehorrorstories https://www.instagram.com/p/CiLdX_SPvEk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[allthenamesithinkofaretaken]

There Was an Attempt:

When Does a Man Become a Monster?

Requested by: @creepybook they wanted to see some hurt/comfort in the Forever After AU.

Also, yes, that’s from ‘Just a Man’ from EPIC: The Musical, if you don't like musicals then please just listen to that one song. It's amazing.

And goddamn, this request stumped me because I didn’t know how these two would be able to do hurt/comfort after a fight like that? Because I’m sure that the MC would’ve doomed her and Muerte’s relationship at that point and I so desperately wanted this to be hurt/no comfort HAHAHA.

How long had he been here? Trapped in chains? A week? A month? A year? He couldn’t tell. There weren’t any windows that provided any light from the outside world, only the candles that were lit in the chandelier above him. The guards didn’t even bother sending in food, and he wondered if that’s how these previous bounty hunters had died. Begging and screaming for any food before starving to death, and then their skulls would be displayed.

He could hear the unrest of their souls lingering somewhere in this mansion, stalking the halls and grasping angrily at the anger they had died with. The anger that kept them bound to this place. The reason why he didn’t know of their souls and couldn’t collect them. Other than the magic that he could sniff that stuck harshly against the tiniest piece of wood and metal in the room.

An apology to those souls left his lips, barely even able to part them because of the muzzle the guards had stuck to his face. He wanted so desperately to hurt them when they had entered this room, the muzzle in hand and laughing to themselves, but he couldn’t move, he couldn’t do anything but watch as the guards teased and mocked him from afar, the anger burning in his eyes. If he could get out of here, call out to one of his brothers and sisters for help, he’d have the entirety of this mansion buried six feet under.

His ear twitched.

The sound of tumbling footsteps, a slight hiccup and and a hurl before they once again continued on their steps.

The door opened, and a familiar person wrapped in silk entered the room, glossy eyes meeting his.

“You’re still alive?” She spoke between slurred words and hiccups, a scoff escaping her before she slams the door behind her closed. He could feel his stomach twisting in anger just at the sight of her, wanted to claw her open and watch her beg for forgiveness for putting him here. But as he watches her stumble in her steps, ruined hair blocking almost all of her face, he couldn’t help but feel some sort of pity.

How long had she been alive? Playing this game over and over again?

“Don’t look at me like that,” she hissed at him, brushing her hair back from her face where he was able to clearly see the makeup stains and the way her lipstick was rubbed off the edge of her lips, the gloss in her eyes and the swollen state they were in. “You don’t get to look at me like that.”

He doesn’t say a thing, looking down at the ground when he hears the familiar ring of a blade echo in the silence, the edge of one of his sickles pointed directly at his face.

“What are you?” She asked, her voice wavering at her words, unable to keep herself balanced. He knew that if he weren’t bound, he could easily snatch the blade away from her hands, point it at her neck, and they would be at this song and dance once again. But with the chains that weighed heavily on his wrists, that proved to be impossible. Instead, he glared down at the edge of his blade, then shifted that glare back to her, daring her.

“You told me you’ll collect my soul like you should’ve done years ago,” Her grip on the blade tightened, and he watched her fingers trembling, watching her bite harshly on her bottom lip to keep her voice from wavering any more than it did, her breath hitching as she inhaled. “Why didn’t you?”

The tears poured down her cheeks, and she dropped the blade to her side, turning away from his as she wiped the tears away from her cheeks, trying to even out her breathing. He couldn’t do anything. He didn’t want to speak. He didn’t even know what to say.

Why didn’t he? Why did he wait? If he’d visited her long ago, back when he first heard of her name. Instead of collecting more reasons to hate her, why couldn’t he have visited her himself?

“Would that have changed anything?” He finally spoke, his voice sounding like a stranger even to his own ears.

She turned her head back to look at him, an actual smile tugging up her lips. One that didn’t hold any ill-intent, nor any smugness as he had seen before.

“It would’ve changed everything.” She lets the blade fall to the ground with a metallic echo, kicking it towards him and watching it stop at his feet. “Maybe I needed someone to save me when I was forced to sign that contract with Rumpelstiltskin.”

“You look more than capable of saving yourself,” He adds, and she lets out a light laugh at that. The hostility in her was gone. All he could see right now was that scared girl that didn’t know any better, the one that he should’ve tried to find long ago if he hadn’t waited. Why did he wait?

“Not… no,” She shook her head, a hand coming up to rub at her temples. “I couldn’t. It was the only way out I could think of. Lord Farquaad, he— and I couldn’t—” She didn’t finish, her arms coming up to hold herself tight, eyes averting from his own as she ducked her head from between her shoulders.

His hand twitched, and the chains rattled from beneath him. Her eyes turned to the chains, and he could see the way her emotions twisted and turned at the sight of them.

“What happened?” He breaks her from her thoughts, and she sighed. Kneeling down, she uses the palm of her hand, wiping away the blood that stained the floor.

“Liberar,” she muttered. The chains glowed a bright red, and he shut his eyes from the brightness before feeling the heaviness of his wrists disappear, chains clattering on the ground that seemed to shatter the silence around them. She stood to her feet, taking a few steps back as he rubbed his wrists, looking down at the chains in confusion. “You can go. Or you can kill me, do whatever you want.”

He picks his blade up off the ground, stalking forward and holding her gaze. She takes a few steps backwards, but then realization seemed to dawn upon her and she stood still in her spot, shutting her eyes in a silent acceptance.

“Why?” He asked, her eyes snapping open at the unexpected question.

“What?”

“Why are you letting me go?”

She looks into his eyes, hardened gaze never faltering. For a moment, he wondered if that decision was just in a drunken state of mind. That it was stupidity taking over her brain because of the amount of alcohol she’s consumed that he could smell it from her lips where he stood. But he knew better than that. Her eyes could tell him everything he ever needed.

“Keeping you here isn’t going to erase the pain you could’ve saved from me years ago.” She sighed, shutting her eyes. “It’s only keeping other people from being at peace.”

So she knew who he was, after all.

He lifts a hand, and he watched her flinch, turning away from him and awaiting his blow.

But nothing came.

Tucking a loose strand of hair away from her face and behind her ear, he sighed, watching as she slowly melts into his warm touch, even leaning into his hand as he goes to cup her cheek.

“Oh, how long has it been since someone has last touched you with nothing but kindness in mind?”

A cruel laugh pushes past her lips, her eyes fluttering from behind her lashes. “I don’t know what answer scares me the most,” she starts, “Is it that I don’t know? Or that I can’t remember at all?”

He pulls her close, wrapping an arm around her, letting her sob into him and hold onto him like she’s never held anyone before. Maybe tonight, he’d forget about the things she’d done. Maybe just tonight, he’d forget about doing his job. Tonight, she was just a pained soul looking for some comfort. Tonight, she was just the girl he could’ve saved.

[julietwydellmakes]

Thanks to all that have been around for the Halloween Series on my YouTube. 🎃🎃

Really enjoying making all the bits and pieces for the Haunted House. With a bit of abandoned thrown in!

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#miniatures #dollhouse #dollhouseminiatures #spookieseason #spookyseason #creepydollhouse #halloween #halloweendecor #halloweendecorations #miniaturedecorations #miniaturehalloween #miniaturehalloweenscene #tinydecorations #halloweenwreath #halloweenwreath #miniaturebones #miniatureskull #tinypumpkins #miniaturepumpkins #creepybooks #oldbooks #miniaturefireplace #miniaturemanteldecor #fyp

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[missmusiclove]

“I know that the harder you try to dispel a legend the more power it gains.” ✨🌊✨ Carol Goodman’s novel The Lake of Dead Languages is a dual timeline thriller/mystery dark academia set in a boarding school. Following Jane, a former student and now teacher, we learn about the events of her senior year and the death of three of her friends, and we watch as the events seem to be repeating themselves amongst her Latin students. I could not put this book down. The writing was lushly lyrical, and I loved the emphasis of mythology and pagan/Wicca ideologies throughout. The dual timeline made for a complex and interesting tale, and I loved the way Goodman managed to bring everything together. The atmosphere of this book was tense, eerie and chilling, and I never quite knew what was going to happen next. There were times where I had guesses - and was sometimes right - but there were other times when information came to light that shocked me. If you’re a fan of dark academia novels, I’d highly suggest picking this one up! ✨ Trigger warnings for suicide, murder, incest, assault, stillbirth, and drowning. ✨🌊✨ The Lake of Dead Languages is book 10 for 2023. #bookstragram #books #booksofinstagram #booklover #bookphoto #reading #aussieswhoread #avidreader #bookwhore #aussiereader #reader #readersofig #booksofig #bookcommunity #bookish #bibliophile #readersofinstagram #bookstagrammer #booklife #bookaddict #girlswhoread #readinggoals2023 #auskiwibooksta #bookquote #thelakeofdeadlanguages #carolgoodman #darkacademia #boardingschoolbooks #mysteryromance #creepybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/CoUQiRILccv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hollymbryan]

We're having a big thunderstorm right now, which I love, and which is perfect for reading a spooky book -- especially one set in rain-soaked Oregon! Have you read ⛈️ THE BOOK OF COLD CASES ⛈️ by @simonestjames? If so, what did you think? (But no spoilers, please!) If you've read it and want to be added to the chat group for this weekend's #getthrilledbuddyreads discussion, LMK! I'm looking forward to chatting about this one with everybody -- I'm about 1/4 in and very intrigued to see where it goes. I might have gotten a wee bit spooked reading in the pitch dark after midnight last night, when I was the only one awake 😳 Hope everyone has a wonderful afternoon/evening! ⛈️ ⛈️ ⛈️ #getthrilled #thebookofcoldcases #simonestjames #simonestjamesbooks #simonestjamesauthor #spookyreads #spookybooks #thrillerbooks #thrillingreads #crimethriller #crimethrillerbooks #creepybook #creepybooks #creepyreads #buddyreads #buddyread https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc066i6vmIF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[swarmm-cod]

Love the cover art on theses Creepy books & magazines. #creepy #creepymagazine #creepybook #monsters #kaiju #monsterbook #swarmm https://www.instagram.com/p/CayaLkRLTHf/?utm_medium=tumblr

[jespertheklaun]

#booksale #clownbook #book #clowns #creepyclowns #creepybook #killerclown #horror #scary #scarystory #booklife #horrorlife #clownlife #coulrophilia #coulrophobia #klaun#jespertheklaun #clowntent #clowncannabilisim #cannibalclown #beware #illustration #clownart @orazzinifrancesco #🤡 https://www.instagram.com/p/CagFBZDMMTh/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hross42877]

So excited I have bought some #bookstagram props from @hobbycrafthq and @etsyuk so I’ll be attempting so different styles! What are your favourite props and books are not an acceptable answer! ⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ .⁣ #bookcommunity #bookblogger #alwaysreading #bibliophile #bookphotos #bookobsessed #bookstagrammer #bookphotograph #booksaremagic #booklover #flatlay #creepybook #booksofinstagram #bookstagram #flatlayinspiration #bookworm #flatlaystyling #books #readersofinstagram #francinetoon #bookphotography #booknerd #bookstagramfeature #bookish #bookstagramprops #bookaddict #flatlaybooks via @hashtagexpert https://www.instagram.com/p/CMej9Akr3cf/?igshid=wi3x64esmxq8

[gothicvamperstein]

My first book for @deweysreadathon . . . #deweysreadathon #deweyoct #deweys24hourreadathon #readathon #currentlyreading #currentread #creepybook #horrornovel #horror #booksandnature #bookstagram #bibliophile #bookworm #bookdragon #igreads #igbooks #readingissexy #booksarelife #booksarebetterthanpeople (ved Sandtangen) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGudKRPg39S/?igshid=z7ay7k4t5j0a

[ipgbook]

Weekend ready! Elusive online journalist Scott King investigates another cold case – the disappearance of seven-year-old Alfie – in an intensely dark, deeply chilling and searingly thought-provoking thriller … Perfect for fans of @serialpodcast ‘Insidiously terrifying, with possibly the creepiest woods since The Blair Witch Project … a genuine chiller with a whammy of an ending’ C J Tudor ‘Frighteningly wonderful … one of the best books I’ve read in years’ @khurrumrahmanauthor A missing child A family in denial Six witnesses Six stories Which one is true? On Christmas Eve in 1988, seven-year-old Alfie Marsden vanished in the dark Wentshire Forest Pass, when his father, Sorrel, stopped the car to investigate a mysterious knocking sound. No trace of the child, nor his remains, have ever been found. Alfie Marsden was declared officially dead in 1995. Elusive online journalist, Scott King, whose ‘Six Stories’ podcasts have become an internet sensation, investigates the disappearance, interviewing six witnesses, including Sorrel and his ex-partner, to try to find out what really happened that fateful night. Journeying through the trees of the Wentshire Forest – a place synonymous with strange sightings, and tales of hidden folk who dwell there, he talks to a company that tried and failed to build a development in the forest, and a psychic who claims to know what happened to the little boy… Intensely dark, deeply chilling and searingly thought provoking, Changeling is an up-to-the-minute, startling thriller, taking you to places you will never, ever forget. ‘First-class plotting’ S Magazine ‘A dazzling fictional mystery’ @forewordreviews . . #beachread #currentlyreading #staffpicks #ipgtopshelf #fictionfriday #crimefiction #podcast #serial #murdermystery #myfavoritemurder #changeling #creepybook #coverlove #igreads #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #whattoread #bookclub #bookworm #mattwesolowski @orendabooks @concrete_kraken (at Found Hotel Chicago) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0ZXRZHAcza/?igshid=1n3nacu44xwj7

[taylor-reads-books]

Happy Monday nerds! Today Juniper is 6 months old and is spending the day at the vet getting spayed. So I’m sitting here sans kitten and feeling horrible because she cried the entire way to the vet (think toddler temper tantrum) it’s a good thing Husband is her favorite because she’s probably going to hate me for awhile. But on the upside, at least I can read in peace? •——————————————————————• PSA: Spay and neuter your pets folks! •——————————————————————• #thecreeping #alexandrasirowy #cozybooks #cozybookstagram #booknook #spookybooks #creepybooks #bookphotography #bookphoto #bookcommunity #readingnook #booknerd #booknerdigans #booklover #booklove #readersofinstagram #reading #readerlife https://www.instagram.com/p/CGQST74gyv8/?igshid=18fbpw7xg79ok

[aghowardwrites]

#Worldbuilding 101, #bookaesthetics: My third book announcement is on the horizon, and today I’m sharing this pictorial preview (a screenshot of my secret #pinterest inspiration board) to officially reveal the genre as a #sexy #gothic #vampirefantasy. Hold tight, the title and description are just around the corner, as is the #coverreveal! •••🧛🏻🦇🏰••• #books #aghoward #aghowardbooks #bookstagram #bookworm #writersoninstagram #writerslife #fantasy #vampire #romance #paranormal #creepybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/CGQAJDJgcYB/?igshid=1v4pc213jwl8s

[clevergirl23]

My Halloween challenge for myself. I usually participate in I-ktober, but I'm not going to be part of that this year. Instead, I've challenged myself to read 31 spooky/scary/creepy books. Since that's a lot, I've also started in September!! Two books down, 29 to go!! If you have any suggestions for books I should read, please let me know!! #spookyseason #spookytober #october #challengeyourself #reading #creepybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/CE8MI4upOaq/?igshid=r6vbn64tpuj3