Best Cosmic Horror Audiobooks Novels & Stories

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

The next second, the Patchwork Monster tore the man in half. He tossed the body outside casually. Just then, a crisp, bell-like voice sounded outside. “It’s after work hours, who’s so rude as to be throwing bodies around?” A young girl with three heads and eight arms appeared at the doorway. With just one look at the shop, anger filled her voice, and her hair stood on end. “Who the hell had a death wish and smashed the Number One Must-Eat shop in the entire horror game?”

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.

WITH ONLY one day left to Halloween, the people of Cape Cod were already setting into the mood of the Oktoberfest event. House yards were filled with spooky figures like white cloths to represent ghosts and the jack-o'-lanterns of course. Jake had stashed the book inside a compartment in his room, hoping the degenerate creatures of the dark would not find it. Certainly, there had to be a way to destroy all of them with the book and not just lifting it up in front of them when they showed up.

Not forcefully. Yet everyone heard it. The Third Silence looked around slowly. Studying the city. The sky. The statues. The tower. Then his gaze settled upon the Second Silence. His smile widened. "Brother." The Second Silence didn't respond. The Third Silence looked disappointed. "Still angry?" Cassian blinked. "Why does every cosmic horror know each other?" Nobody answered. The Third Silence laughed softly. Unlike the Second Silence's warm laughter. Unlike the First Silence's curious presence.

“What are you waiting for? Do you need a bedtime story?” I chew back a smile. Settle against the headrest. “Why? Do you have any?” “Me?” “No— Weres. Us, I guess.” “Sure, but they’re bleak. Humans and Vampyres coming for us if we nip our teachers too hard. The gods of nature toying with their beastly children. Cosmic horror— that kind of shit.” “Wow. Do children like them?” “I didn’t. Had nightmares about them for years.” I nod slowly. “That explains it.”

I could hear the murmmurings from the crowd, it felt like, they were anxious and suprised, glasses started to break from all angles, the lights, went out, the whole place went dark and the moon suddenly came and lit it up. The process was long Andi could hear, people yelling and murmmuring from a far distance. It was cracking, it felt magical and real, "Hi Fiona! I'm Mia!", I heard this voice and it came from my head, like my thoughts, who is Mia?. I felt like I was getting bigger and bigger, my clothes started to tear, and that was it, coming as an explosion, a white mist covered the whole place and the look on everyone's face was sort of, suprising.

Each one radiated a hunger so ancient it made my magic recoil, slamming against the chains that bound me like a trapped storm. Nytherion wasn’t a myth. It was a wound. And I had torn it open. The first horror stepped fully into the world, its head twisting unnaturally, a maw opening across its chest instead of its face. The sound it made was laughter—but not the human kind. The laughter of something that had watched universes die and thought it was beautiful. Kael moved. Gods save us all, Kael moved like war incarnate.

“Were these any help, detective?” “I’m afraid not,” I said, defeated. I was in a bit of a daze after staring at projected newsprint on the dim screen. I leaned on the desk and looked around the building absentmindedly until my eyes finally settled on a small sign hanging on a table covered with a neat stack of books. “Warning: The Library is Not Responsible for Nightmares!” I read out loud, walking over to look at the books. Well-worn volumes with pink skulls grinning back at me from stickers on their spines. Dracula. Frankenstein. The Invisible Man.

The human side of me or rather the nonhuman side is fighting with the hungry demon which lives inside of me. While I'm trying my best to see Daniel as one of my peers, Aurora won't remove the image of him helplessly clinging on to me with my teeth sunk deep in his neck in my head. As disgusting as that might sound to anyone else including me on a normal day, it's exciting a whole lot of my other side. I don't know how long I can hold myself back. "Excuse me." I tear my gaze away from Daniel at the sound of Amelia's voice. She's with her sisters and their presence seems to silence Kevin and his boys.