This cover looks like someone typed “hellfire puppet show” into an AI generator trained exclusively on Goosebumps fan art and Halloween clearance aisle regrets.
Let’s begin with the title: Fire, Fangs and Brimstone. A bold attempt at alliteration, sure, but the font choice is where it all combusts. We’re looking at a medieval-ish typeface that’s about as intimidating as a Ren Faire menu. The orange color is presumably meant to evoke fire, but mostly resembles a nacho cheese sauce left under stage lighting. The placement? Centered, but somehow still off. “Volume Two” dangles awkwardly off to the right like it’s trying to escape the blast radius of the rest of the design.
But let’s not delay the main event: whatever in the underworld this creature is.
Is it a demon? A voodoo potato? A cursed craft project brought to life by forgotten glue sticks and ancient eldritch chants? Whatever the intent, the execution is a fever dream in burlap and felt. It has giant googly eyes, asymmetrical ears, and a mouth that screams “my hot glue gun failed me.” It looks like a finger puppet went rogue during an exorcism.
Behind this felted abomination is a fire. Not just a fire, but The Fire, apparently. A low-res PNG flame straight out of the “Special Effects” folder from Windows 98. It looks like it was slapped on with a setting called “Generic Doom.” There’s no light cast on the creature, no blending, no shadow — just fire. Floating fire. Fire that asks no questions and offers no context.
The upper banner — “Delightfully Twisted Tales” — uses a font that wants to be gothic but lands more in the neighborhood of “hot topic fanfiction zine.” It’s squeezed into a faded gray ribbon that looks like melted metal or the decorative top of a haunted cake.
And then, of course, there’s the author’s name. Nicky Drayden gets the star treatment with the same orange font as the title, placed at the bottom like a signature on a ransom note. It’s slightly too large, as if it’s trying to reassure you: “Yes, a real person allowed this.”
This cover commits every major design sin simultaneously:
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Unclear genre.
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Mismatched imagery.
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Chaotic layout.
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Font choices that scream but don’t communicate.
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A Photoshop disaster so severe it might be considered performance art.
In the end, Fire, Fangs and Brimstone isn’t a book cover — it’s a spiritual trial by design fire. The only thing delightfully twisted here is how this cover manages to look like a lost relic from a haunted puppet museum’s promotional poster.
We’re not in hell, but graphic design sure is.