The once-grand house now drooped in urban shabbiness, as did the rest of the neighborhood. At the turn of the century, the area had boasted Memphis’ carriage trade
The author of 'Where the Souls Go' shares a few of her own spooky tales in time for Halloween.
The only witch I knew was Marcella Coral. Marcella lived in the big plantation house on the other side of the split-rail fence that separated the 1960s from the 1860s. Our lot was next to hers
Spend the night in the epitome of Southern elegance at The Magic City's first modern hotel.
Guest post by 'Vampira' author and Charleston-based historian Scott Poole.
My name is Chirtle. I know that don’t sound like a name. I don’t think it is. But it’s the only one I got. I mighta had anotha name at some point, but I don’t know it. Madame Beliveau calls me Chirtle
Kathy Bates has played her to horrifying perfection on television, but what's the real story behind New Orleans' most famous murderess?
When I was in the third grade, Lidia Pinkly took me inside her parents’ closet and told me a horrifying story about The Pigman—who feasted on human flesh—and she swore it was true. I could handle just about anything as long as it wasn’t true. But this
A guest post by Alabama paranormal investigator Faith Serafin.
Spend the night in what was once the heart of New Orleans coffee and sugar trade.