Humorous Horror

Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849) is celebrated as a master of the gothic tale of the macabre and the supernatural, but he also wrote a number of humorous and satirical tales, seven of which are presented here.

A deviant kid tires of his absent father's antics and summons a curse that will kill him the moment he tells one of his tired zingers. Little does he know that this time, his dad has left for good.

Zombie expert Scott Kenemore (The Zen of Zombie) unearths a collection of top-secret lost documents from WWII (originally intercepted by the U.S. Signal Corps in 1941 and presented to Franklin Roosevelt in a confidential memorandum), describing efforts of the Nazi Sicherheitsdienst (or SD) to harness and weaponize Haitian Voodoo and zombie-creating technologies for military purposes.

Slightly Scary Short Stories with humorous, creepy, historical, and thought-provoking tales. An entertaining Halloween book. Featuring new urban legends like "The Coquina Madman", the creepy "Sleepless", and the amusing "What’s in the Attic?".

Sam's job as a parking attendant has always been boring. Until now. A hole straight to hell has opened up and evil lurks in the shadows of the garage. When management fails to help, Sam turns to her friends and coworkers. But, can a handful of burned-out employees save a city? Will Sam discover the secret of the parking garage without getting fired, or will she die trying?

Pyjamas are just pyjamas. Right? Not when they’re COSMIC PYJAMAS! Charlie and his great mate Ben have landed in a spooky House of Horror – all because of Charlie’s new pyjamas!

Marcus was convinced that vampires didn’t exist. He was very wrong... On his thirteenth birthday, Marcus Howlett is faced with a bombshell. His parents are half-vampire. And, although he hates the thought of it, he is about to become one too. But, as he secretly blogs about the horrors of his new fangs, bad breath and cravings for blood, Marcus is unaware that his life is in serious danger...

The ghosts ignored her. If Susan had left well enough alone, it might have stayed that way. But she had to laugh at their antics and reveal that she could see them. Now they want her attention. Just how far will they go to communicate with her? A light, paranormal story about a woman accepting her friendships with the dead still existing in the world. If you enjoy ghost whisperer fiction, then you’ll get delighted with this hide-and-go-seek tale.

Endlich Urlaub! Lange mussten meine Freunde und ich warten, bis wir gemeinsam in den wohlverdienten Urlaub fahren konnten. Wir glaubten uns in dem winzigen Fischerdorf einer griechischen Insel sicher. Dabei hätten wir wissen müssen, dass das Sinclair-Team keine Ferien machen kann, ohne dass die Mächte der Finsternis noch ein Wörtchen mitzureden hatten. Und so wurden wir mit einem Gegner konfrontiert, wie wir ihn bislang noch nicht erlebt hatten.

My name is Bobby Lunger. Well it used to be when I was a living person. Now I’m a card-carrying member of the Undead. Can you imagine what it would be like if you became a zombie? In my case, I’m trapped in this old husk of a body, doing the bidding of the hunger. Being one of the undead comes with pain. The pain of my decaying body and the hunger doesn’t make the pain less bearable. I want to return to the peace of the grave, free myself of this terrible undead life, but the hunger won’t allow it. There’s only one solution to my pain-riddled existence: Brains!

When a man murders his wife, her car takes revenge.

It all started with the school rabbit. Snowflake is the school rabbit, and Snowflake is trouble. At least that's what Tommy thinks, and when Snowflake is unexpectedly left for him to look after and everything starts to go wrong, it looks like Tommy might be right. Even if he is getting more pocket money for feeding it and might be able to afford a new bike after all. And with a sick sister left in bed, a snobby actor left with suspiciously damp trousers, and no rabbit anywhere to be seen, Tommy can see his hopes of a new bike disappearing as fast as Snowflake.