Eyre Stories

A collection of original poems. This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. To view a copy of this license, visit http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/ or send a letter to Creative Commons, 444 Castro Street, Suite 900, Mountain View, California, 94041, USA.

~Jane~ ~Eyre~

Okay, I get it. This one's a bit odd. But I watched one of my closest friends play Bertha, and she extraordinary, so I wanted to try and write Bertha a little story, because I don't think Jane Eyre does that enough. She's one of the most intriguing characters I've ever read about. Note: I know Jane Eyre is spelt wrong in the fanfic, it was intentional. Please rate, comment and share <3 thank you for taking time out to read this very, very short fan fiction.

This is a re-write of my favourite chapter out of Jane Eyre. It reflects, in my opinion how sometimes we can forget how others feel and that we treat them in an animal like nature because of this. Enjoy this short piece filled with insanity.

This is one of those 'what if' adaptations. I've always wondered why Mr Rochester had to be broken so thoroughly before he could be happy with Jane Eyre. What if she had not been able to get away, what if he had been waiting by her door a second time, pleading her to stay? Would she indeed have lost herself and been made his mistress?

Viola Corrigan is a shy girl who enjoys reading, immensely. So much so, that someone in her school has started to leave books for her to read under the bleachers in the gym. Now Viola loves a good mystery, as much as she enjoys her adventure stories. But when a certain guy at school, instead of getting the hint, becomes her perpetual shadow and the strange situation of reacquainting herself with an old friend, even Viola starts thinking that her life has become a strange work of fiction.

Once upon a time there was a little girl. She knew her story and she knew the story of the girl who came before her. She knew how she got there and she knew how her story would ultimately end. She knew there was only one, inevitable conclusion. What she didn't know was how terribly and irreversibly wrong she was.

Ten years after her marriage to Rochester, Jane is writing her autobiography with her husband as her only critic. But, as she must soon learn, life still holds surprises...

One direction come across a strange man. By the name of Brad eyre, who says the apes are coming, and are ready to FUCK. You better run, they are horny at the moment. The journey is unclear, but the destination is either escape, or being buttfucked by apes.

A young 17 year old Youtuber who has managed to reach 15,000,000 subscribers meets Ella Eyre in a club. They exchange numbers and it all goes crazy from there.

"That's Knox Parker, Rae." "Thank you Captain Obvious. I know who he is," I roll my eyes and buckle up. "What's wrong?" "That's the biggest jerk at school. He's popular and he knows it, he's good looking and he knows it, he's funny and he knows it. And I want you to stop hanging around him." Even though he's the only one who might not judge me for who I am, and what I cannot change. --------------------------------------- People's eyes change color when they feel different things. Red for fury, blue for concern, gray for confusion and so on. The problem is; I'm the only one who can see the colors. And no one believes a 14 year old who runs a bookstore practically singlehanded. Everything's about to get a lot more confusing. And colorful. PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT! THANKS FOR READING! :) ~Juliana <3

This is a Jane Eyre Edgar Allen Poe fan fiction. It starts off at Gateshead with Jane and four Edgar Allen Poe boys, and ends at Ferndean. Enjoy! The Tell Tale Heart: Fitz/Fritz Annabel Lee: Will The Raven: Jem The Cask of Amontillado: Monty