Sheridan Lefanu: 14 books

Regarded as the Victorian era's greatest writer of ghost stories, J. Sheridan LeFanu (1814-73) gave expression to the fears and dread that often haunt sensitive individuals. This collection contains four of his finest ghost stories, each crafted with remarkable ingenuity and storytelling skill. The title...

Now with an Historical Afterword by Ron MillerFeatured in Ron Miller’s “The Conquest of Space Book Series.” J. Sheridan LeFanu's Carmilla (1872) is a classic vampire story and probably the first great novel of the genre. At the publisher's request, this title is sold without DRM (Digital Rights Management).

Carmilla is a Gothic novella by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu and one of the early works of vampire fiction. It was first published in 1871 as a serial narrative in The Dark Blue. It tells the story of a young woman's susceptibility to the attentions of a female vampire named...

In the Victorian Era, the vampire underwent a transformation from monster of folklore to the creature we think of today. Beginning with the publication of Varney the Vampire by James Malcolm Rymer in 1845, the vampire went from a possessed corpse terrorizing villagers to undead nobility haunting drawing...

A third selection of vintage Victorian and Edwardian ghost and horror stories by masters of the genre. Set during the Christmas period, these are perfect festive reading for long winter nights...

In Styria, we, though by no means magnificent people, inhabit a castle, or schloss. A small income, in that part of the world, goes a great way. Eight or nine hundred a year does wonders. Scantily enough ours would have answered among wealthy people at home. My father is English, and I bear an English...

One of my very few accomplishments, besides boxing, which was cultivated by all Englishmen at that time, was French; and I replied, I hope and believe grammatically. Many bows being exchanged, the old gentleman's head went in again, and the demure, pretty little bonnet once more appeared. The...

This story of the Irish peerage is written, as nearly as possible, in the very words in which it was related by its "heroine," the late Countess D——, and is therefore told in the first person. My mother died when I was an infant, and of her I have no recollection, even the faintest....

Mr. Marston's fortune, never very large, had been shattered by early dissipation. Naturally of a proud and somewhat exacting temper, he actively felt the mortifying consequences of his poverty. The want of what he felt ought to have been his position and influence in the county in which he resided,...