Lovecraft Stories

Have you ever wondered what would happen if someone from a Lovecraftian world got isekai'd into another world built on Lovecraftian themes? Well, it's absolute chaos. Meet Alaric, a human(questionably) survivor of the madness and chaos caused by a certain crawling chaos, who, thanks to the kindness of a certain bubble daddy, got isekai'd into a "fake it till you make it" world. What will he do in this strange new world? Climb the ladder of power to become that impossible god unless you're just a pawn of a certain Russian priest or a certain goth mommy? Or become a Cheshire cat, leaping onto a 4D chessboard to disrupt the schemes and mind games of these bizarre folks? For Alaric, it's not a tough choice. But before he picks either path, he must, of course, uphold the time-honored tradition of isekai'd victims(questionably) that forms the foundation of this world. What's that tradition? Keeping a diary. --- [Alaric's Transmigration Diary] [Day 1: I encountered Amon. Used a special technique to summon a projection of the Ancient Sun God, who personally delivered a heavy slap to Amon. Hope Amon appreciates this weighty paternal affection.] [Day 2: I received an invitation from the Aurora Order. Told them I want it all... looks, brains, and combat prowess... and invited them to join my newly founded Joker Club.] [Day 3: I met Leonard and acknowledged Gramps Pallez. Declined Leonard's enthusiastic suggestion for the old man to move in with me, as I'd rather not have a old man critiquing my every move, even in private moments.] [Day 4: I told Klein I plan to pray to a deity named The Fool. Watched his eyes widen in shock and kindly offered him some eye drops.] [Day 5: I listened to Medici perform a two-hour comedy routine. Suggested he go professional and invited him to share a meal.] . . . [Day 666: I fully absorbed a certain crawling chaos fragment within me. From now on, I am the Fifth Pillar.]

Kenny McCormick is 16 and is the poorest kid in South Park, but he loves his 6 year old sister, Karen and he protects her as the mysterious hero of the night, Mysterion. But not everything is that simple, Mysterion has secrets older than time itself and he's not too willing to share them, but maybe he'll share them when the time is right. This South Park story is full of mystery, love of family, tragedy, and secrets that will finally be found out

!!! DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT !!! AIITBS is a story inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft, starting in Boston Massachusetts in the year 1934. It starrs young scholar and occultist Nathaniel Butler, of the obscenely wealthy Butler family, who's dealings in magic and alchemy force him into misadventures of the certainly eldritch variety. This story is quite a ways from being finished but I already have an ending in mind, so I am confident that it will be in time. Please be patient and I hope you have fun while reading! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn! Yours truly, Creaturefromtheattic

a story about a boy who was once a human. but when he came across the unspeakable God in yellow. he was taken and transformed into something he did not want to become. now he was forced to leave his family and hide in the dark. he doesn't see himself the way he was and the people of the world see him as a monster. but of course that was years ago and now he roams the world for eternity. forever to be immortal and with a gift from the unspeakable one he calls a curse. now he watches as the world changes in the future has begun. a new threat emerges that became his enemy and a Target. now he must find a way to defeat them and take down. for they are the reasons what they've done to the world that he once knew. but even though he feels like he could be destructive and he could never die. that was until they discovered something that would in him. after all this time however, he now has one purpose. to take down a powerful corporation and strike at the heart of the one responsible. no matter what he does and no matter the cost. it's time that he does something with his gift that he calls a curse.

Le ombre di casa Asher è un romanzo che intreccia eredità, mistero e orrore cosmico. Il protagonista, un medico razionale e scettico, eredita l'antica dimora del nonno Asher, uomo che in vita era stato rispettato in paese ma che nascondeva segreti insondabili. Tra scaffali di tomi proibiti, simboli arcani e appunti inquietanti, la casa rivela lentamente la sua vera natura: non è solo un luogo abitato dal ricordo, ma una soglia verso realtà che l'occhio umano non dovrebbe mai contemplare. Le voci che si levano dalla cantina, i passi sotto al pavimento, i sussurri che chiamano per nome il protagonista sono solo l'inizio di una discesa negli abissi della conoscenza proibita, sulle orme del nonno che aveva cercato per tutta la vita di mantenere sigillato ciò che non deve essere liberato. Con atmosfere che richiamano i classici di Lovecraft ma con un ritmo narrativo moderno, Le ombre di casa Asher non è soltanto un racconto gotico: è un viaggio psicologico nel labile confine tra scienza e superstizione, eredità familiare e destino cosmico.

Chetna exists in a surveillance-run quarantine where memory is a fragile construct. Navigating a geometric lattice of recursive lies and engineered complacency, she begins to question the very fabric of her surroundings. In this psychological sci-fi odyssey, existential doubt becomes the key to tearing down an illusionary reality. Quick Start Guide #1: INIT (presentation of the book's mechanics and lore) https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1hwy09BRgzPqFhoQMhGkeExiZj0GZ2mKA5Cv5hml0VME/edit?usp=sharing GestaltOS Orientation Video https://youtu.be/UG3CmRHez9A?si=z3Zq289TRcpmOZz1 NOTE: New chapters will be posted soon and the story will be here in its entirety until a date is chosen for digital publication! Thanks for reading!

"I, as a solitary individual, am powerless to alter the form or the span of the entrenched masses; thus, I am compelled to move and ultimately divert my course. And so I ran, unsettling the established order of beings, disturbing my own position amid the swarming multitude of scrupulous, distended scum. Such were the people in the town I fled from."

Cuento Corto.En las entrañas de las ciudades siempre hay una peculiar tienda, que hace de sus compradores unos obsesivos, y sin miedo de pagar con los pecados de sus semejantes.

Synopsis His soul transmigrated to the 19th century, where survival began aboard a despair-filled coolie ship. Lucien's only lifeline was his modern knowledge-and a mysterious ability called Echo Touch, which allowed him to glimpse fragments of the past through contact with old objects. In this low-magic world, where magic demands a price and power stems from knowledge, he hunts anomalous creatures with nothing but a mortal body. One by one, he turns them into unique "Grotesque Arms," bizarre weapons infused with power. From an unknown nobody struggling on the fringes of order, he climbs step by step to become a legend atop the Hunter Rankings. Welcome to 1888-an era where your sanity is as precious as your bullets ______ support me at Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/shadow7847

Un uomo tormentato da incubi e visioni sin dall'infanzia scrive a Karman Kazamov, professore di miti e religioni antiche alla Miskatonic University. Nasce così un intenso scambio di missive che, pagina dopo pagina, rivela sogni ossessivi capaci di ferire la carne e incrinare la ragione, conducendo verso libri proibiti e culti dimenticati. Tra confessione e indagine, realtà e allucinazione, prende forma un racconto in cui ogni verità è ambigua e ogni rivelazione ha un prezzo. Fino all'ultima parola, quando il confine tra vita e incubo si dissolve per sempre.

Una enigmática y perversa bruja con antecedentes de haber llevado a cabo prácticas atroces y viles es ejecutada por la santa inquisición en un árbol que niega a dejarla a morir...así nace una leyenda que atormenta al pueblo de Hollow Creek y a todo aquel que se atreva a indagar más de lo permitido sobre aquel extraño suceso.

Avery is packing up his locker for his last week in highschool, when he finds an old laptop with minecraft already installed. ...Strange is the night where black stars rise and strange moons circle through the skies, but stranger still is in Lost Carcosa... After some strange occurrences in his world he can only chalk up to the previous owner of the laptop, he settles in for the night, only to be met with a message. UNKNOWN NUMBER hello avery i've found you

A young hiker is trapped on a mountain by a blizzard. Something is hunting her.

After accidentally summoning the demon Cthulhu, a high school marching band becomes an instrument of evil. They gain unmatched playing power, but at a price: they must sacrifice someone to Cthulhu before every performance or die. But that's all done and over with. The band has been caught with blood on their hands and placed into police custody, but none of them are willing to say a word... except a senior percussion player named Maia Clarke. This is the record of her conversation with the police.

Una historia de horror cósmico sobre un estudiante universitario con extrañas formas de divertirse.

Second volume of Adventure Guys.

On a distant Scottish island, an adventuring archaeologist discovers an ancient tomb. One that has unearthly origins. The consequences of opening it may just start a chain of events that will lead to the destruction of humanity itself.

The story begins in the year 2048, Hyderabad. Anvi decides to go and settle on Mars to become one of the first few people on the Red planet. She decides to explore and books the ticket to Mars. She conveys the same to her parents. Her mother Harshita couldn't approve her plan, but her father Sumanth assures Anvi that he will persuade her mother. Sumanth takes out the disappointed Harshita out, and suddenly the tale of events change in Anvi's life. She gets to know who she really is on the same day and realizes how much Harshita and Sumanth loved her. This is the story about the Girl Anvi.

"The hour has come round at last, and the rough beast slouches towards Corban to be born." In those first nights, when man crawled out of caves to see daylight, the planet Corban was awake and ready for their arrival. Over the course of the last 11,000 years, Corban has been ransacked, pillaged, destroyed and exploited by religious fanatics and corrupt Empires. The planet, covered in 90% toxic tuorium filled water, is notorious for its most awaited attraction, the Fourth Temple. And Corbanians tremble as stories of the Dakshun, the destroyer- proliferate through their ranks. Some say his name is Krish, son of Vinyaracail Nelson, and others yet differ.

This is a poem about an innocent onlooker watching a cosmic deity rise out of the sea. They could be a scientist, a madman, that's up to you. Maybe it contains some philosophy, I don't know. I am a fan of H.P. Lovecraft. I wrote it in the best gothic tone I could. This is the first poem I've written and my first publication on Wattpad. I hope you enjoy!