“The basement hallways in King’s College of Medical Research were dark, even in the daytime.”
“The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.”
The Beautiful and the Cursed, by Page Morgan
The Picture of Dorian Gray, by Oscar Wilde
Something Strange and Deadly, by Susan Dennard
“Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable.”
Dracula, by Bram Stoker
In the Shadow of Blackbirds, by Cat Winters
“During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.”
“Jonathan Harker’s Journal. 3 May. Bistritz.—Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late.”
“I stepped inside the railroad car, and three dozen pairs of eyes peered my way.”
“The charcoal sky spits cold rain as we rumble to a stop at a crossroad.”
The Fall of the House of Usher, by Edgar Allan Poe
“The boy was late.”
The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, by Robert Louis Stevenson
The Madman’s Daughter, by Megan Shepard
“You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings.”
“Dead!” a woman screamed. “It’s the dead!”
Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley
Masque of the Red Death, by Bethany Griffin
