Bøger om Lovecraft

Necronomicon eller De Døde Navnes Bog. Nedskrevet af den vanvittige araber Abdul Alhazred. Komplet tekst på grundlag af Gregor A. Gregorii optegnelser med interpolationer fra Corpus Lovecraftianum. Compileret, annoteret, commenteret & translateret af Abdul Muqaddim Hasjim af Qaf. Hele teksten på ny recenseret og yderligere annoteret af Petrus de Dacia.

Balancen mellem arbejde og familie ... kan være et Helvede Belzebubs er en trve kvlt-dokumentar, der fokuserer på hverdagens udfordringer i familielivet: Opdrage børn, få dit black metal-band ud over rampen, hidkalde dæmoner, altså alt det vi alle kender til.JP Ahonen (Perkeros) kombinerer genkendelig hverdagshumor med okkultisme og Lovecraftiansk gys i særklasse, der gør Belzebubs til en djævelsk god tegneserie.Belzebubs er elsket af metal-fans over hele verden. Alene på sin Facebook har 315.000 følgere. Belzebubs har udgivet musik, der findes musikvideoer på Youtube, og der er ved at blive produceret en tegnefilmserie.

IT'S ONLY THE END OF THE WORLD. AGAIN. The final chapter in the Sleep Trilogy will force the reader to dive right back into the bleak and nihilistic cosmic horror. There will be given no greater meaning, no finality, no purpose. The world will end, just like it always does. No one can stop that from happening. Except maybe... It's been a year since we last heard from them. Ash and Easley have parted ways in disagreement. The final days are fast approaching and Ash will do anything in his power to stop the approach of the ancient one's. Locking himself inside a lonely mansion, he means to conduct some unholy ritual and hopefully confront the end boss. Meanwhile Easley run into some trouble with his newly founded supernatural PI firm when his favourite rug go missing. "The best in the series, by far." "I didn't read the previous two, but I don't feel like I missed much." "Totally going to read it after I upload this video of me playing Fifa to YouTube. I swear."

AFKROGE er en samling foruroligende og mystiske fortællinger. En kvinde er gravid, men hvad er der galt med barnet? En mand kører gennem det hede landskab, fluer kravler overalt på ham. En stuepige opdager, at hun har arbejde på et meget usædvanligt hotel. Den ultimative stilhed rummer den ultimative rædsel. Her er fortællinger fra Jyllands vindblæste vestkyst til de nattemørke københavnske gader. Her er seksuelle udskejelser, mareridt, der bliver til virkelighed, og kosmisk terror inspireret af H.P. Lovecraft og hans Cthulhu Mythos univers. HELENE HINDBERG er født i 1972 i Busan, Sydkorea. Lige siden hun lærte at tale har hun fortalt historier, og de har altid haft et anstrøg af noget sært og anderledes. Hun har tidligere bidraget til en række antologier. AFKROGE er hendes første selvstændige novellesamling.

When the world ended there was no one left to care ... Sally was nine years old the day she realized that her house was not really there. Now she must traverse a bewildering and alienating world filled with spiders, monsters and girls in bunny suits. Her only hope is three misfit young men who would rather listen to doom metal and further their drug abuse than save the world - again. The second book in "The Sleep"-Trilogy takes a full throttle down Weirdness Lane and never looks back. Enjoy the adventures of how Ash escaped the coils of the penis snakes (yes, you did indeed read that right), how the illusion of memory slips through the hands of those who live in this dead world, what the deal is with all the ghosts and what the strange shadows in the corner of your eyes are -- no, don't look now. You need to read this first if you want to survive.

How the world ended and no one noticed... It is my theory, that there are only three types of people in the world: Sleepers, ghosts, and spiders. Most people are sleepers. They walk around and function relatively normal, but they do not know what is going on around them. The ghosts are not actually ghosts. They are a memory of people who existed before the world ended. Well, the world as we knew it, once. The ghosts do not do much. They are just there, really. The spiders, however, do stuff. A lot of crazy shit. This story is mainly about the difference between the three. My name is Ash Bourbon. This is obviously a fake name. If you do not already know me, or have already read some of my previous stuff, that is probably for the best. That shit did not paint me in the best picture, to be honest. In fact, a lot of that stuff probably made me seem like a fucking maniac. I am not. Not entirely, anyway. Let me explain...