14 stories
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Margaret Ayer Barnes-
1.6K
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111 parts
A creeping dread clings to the salt-laced air of the Maine coast. Within the decaying grandeur of the Penhallow manor, shadowed by generatio... -
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William Dean Howells-
1.1K
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66 parts
A creeping fog clings to the brickwork of the brownstone, mirroring the anxieties that fester within its newly inherited walls. Howells weav... -
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H. P. Lovecraft-
694
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87 parts
A creeping dread clings to these pages, exhaling the scent of dust and forgotten rituals. Within these tales, New England farmhouses conceal... -
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Edward Noyes Westcott-
599
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52 parts
The shadowed lanes of rural New England conceal more than just autumn leaves. Old Man Harum, a figure woven into the very fabric of the coun... -
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Nathaniel Hawthorne-
417
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32 parts
A creeping mist clings to the shadowed valley of Blithedale, a haven built on the fractured dreams of reformers and the hollow promises of a... -
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William Dean Howells-
388
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25 parts
A creeping autumnal melancholy clings to the decaying grandeur of the Northland estate. The air, thick with the scent of dying leaves and da... -
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Dorothy Canfield Fisher-
383
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25 parts
A creeping dread settles amongst the polished wood and floral wallpaper of Edith Archer’s meticulously ordered life. The novel unfolds not w... -
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Robert Frost-
347
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20 parts
The chill of New England hangs heavy, not from winter’s snow, but from the barren landscapes of fractured lives. These are stories carved f... -
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Edith Wharton-
271
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9 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of Starkfield, Massachusetts, clinging to the skeletal remains of a life lived under a weight of ... -
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Sarah Orne Jewett-
268
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22 parts
A creeping fog clings to the Maine coast, not just to the pines and firs, but to the very bones of the houses and the silences between conve... -
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Edith Wharton-
234
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19 parts
A suffocating heat clings to the decaying grandeur of a New England village, mirroring the stifled desires within a young woman’s heart. The... -
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Dorothy Canfield Fisher-
217
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12 parts
A chill wind whispers through the skeletal branches of New England birches, mirroring the isolation tightening around Betsy Ray. Not a tale ... -
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Louisa May Alcott-
187
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10 parts
A creeping dread clings to the shadowed halls of Blackwood Manor, where Jean Muir, orphaned and veiled in circumstance, arrives as a governe... -
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H. P. Lovecraft-
157
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8 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of a decaying ancestral manor, where the chill seeps not just from stone walls but from the very ... -