THE GARGOYLE'S DISPLEASURE

The old Don was fed up with Christmas before it had even begun. The colleges were closed, the porter's retired for the holiday and the c...

They're everywhere ghosts. And they like to mess with us. I think of them as cartoons of the dead,  Animations from the grave. Adverts i...

Twas but a flicker in the tallow flame burning in the window. I lit it so that he may find his way home. Thank the Lord God. It was nothing ...

She wandered into the Museum that day. It was freezing cold that New Year's Eve and raining outside in the dead of Winter. Shaking herse...

  October hardens like a scab. Two devils, dancing, demand again the Beast spew up the Samhain, its festival, its Hell ...

The winter of 1971 was as bitter as the grave and as long as any anyone could remember in Snowdonia.  Snow fell and blanketed the villages a...

Line rings * Hello, is that Steinheim? Swanscombe here. Yes, its Steinheim Swanscombe. Steinheim, we've found something. Something immen...

Kranker was sat near the bar drinking a beer. It was a dark winter's night, which knocked on the door and rattled the frame. "Hello...

Echt Stark was the apple of his parents' eye. Echt gave their life meaning. They would do anything for him. Born under a grey steely sky...

The craft course was in a beautiful rambling country pile in rural Nottinghamshire. It was a gorgeous Sunday. The September light promised t...

It was the summer of 1547. The sun baked the dense streets like a sadist. It reeked of shit and piss. Richard Raven strolled through it all....