Gothicfantasy Stories

Anneliese Grimstone was born to be sacrificed. Promised to a vampire lord she's never met, she breaks the rules, runs away... and pays the price. Betrayed and dragged back, she's made a prisoner of Lord Azarius Ashgrave, the cold, powerful ruler feared by all. He needs her powers. Her family demands her obedience. In a world of lies, power, and obsession, defying him might cost her everything, including her heart.

In a kingdom governed by threes and traditions reaching back to the very Founder, Calla must navigate the Accords and her own loyalties. Once dismissed as an outsider, she rises within the Krillian court's careful cruelty, the King's favor finding her more than some believe it should. Ares Valebrand, her shadow and sentinel, gathers half-lies and hidden knowledge, building the steps she climbs toward power. Yet as Calla grows more entangled in the politics of the rival courts, whispers turn to screams inside of her, and her body bears marks she cannot fully remember. Symbols that feel less like scars and more like pleads. Note: Please let me know your thoughts in the comments!!! It is very appreciated.

"Crimson Thrones" She was born a princess of peace. He was crowned a king of war. When two rival kingdoms drown in blood, a marriage is forged to stop it - a union between Y/N of Aureth and Taehyung of Varyn, the ruthless king whose eyes hold both fire and ruin. But beneath the vows and velvet, something ancient stirs - a curse born of love, betrayal, and death. And as their hearts learn to bleed for each other, fate sharpens its blade once more. Because some souls are bound across lifetimes... and some loves are doomed to die in every one of them. Achievements: #2 RoyalMarriage #42 FantasyRomance - out of 52K stories ✨ Tags: #RoyalRomance #FantasyLove #TaehyungFF #DarkRomance #EnemiesToLovers #Reincarnation #Curse #Soulmates #ForbiddenLove #KingxPrincess #Fate #EternalLove #WattpadFantasy

"Do you know what it means," she asked, "to bleed without being seen?" They called her strange. Cold. Dangerous. But they never asked why she stopped speaking. They never asked what she remembered. Born in silence. Forged by betrayal. Crowned by thorns. This is not a tale of rescue. This is the story of a girl who fed on ruin... and became legend. The Girl Who Fed on Thorns 🕯 A gothic poetic dark fantasy for those who burn quietly - and rise loudly. Soulmate shadows. Mirror lies. A throne that remembers. #DarkFantasy #GothicFantasy #PoeticFantasy #SilentQueen #ShadowPrince #FemaleProtagonist #MythicRomance #SoulmateStory #BetrayalandBecoming #FantasySlowBurn #ThornCrowned #DarkFairytale #IndieFantasy

Whitechapel, London 1894. Sophie Wickes and her family struggle to survive, melancholy eats away at her father more and more with each passing day, and her passion for cultivating flowers brings no income. She must swallow her pride and set aside her hatred for England's aristocracy when she's offered a chance of employment by the reclusive Lord Edgar Cushing to tend the gardens of his Rosenthorne Hall. However, the estate, its gardens, and their master is nothing what Sophie expected. The house? Rotting, dilapidated, hideous. The gardens? The husk of something alive, whimsical, beautiful. The master? Faceless, nothing more than a voice from the shadows. Though her heart is filled with fear and anger, Sophie becomes enthralled by the garden's mystic, untainted beauty and she develops a close friendship with the Lord Cushing, despite him being nothing but a mere whisper of darkness. However, whatever enchantment the gardens and Lord Cushing's voice bring her shatters as she begins to receive nightly visitations from a crooked-jawed phantom and butterflies who's wings whisper of a bloody past and the truth behind the faceless Lord Cushing's gentlemanly masquerade. ~~~ 2nd Draft!! Will Update EVERY SUNDAY!!

Selena, a powerful vampire who disguises herself as a human girl named Lena to escape the emptiness of her immortal life. While blending into the mortal world, she meets Ethan, the kind and genuine son of a poor cleaner. Drawn to him in a way she's never experienced, Selena finds herself caught between her dark nature and the forbidden feelings growing inside her. As their worlds collide, a dangerous and mysterious bond forms, challenging the very boundaries of power, love, and humanity.

In a world where blood and magic defines worth, Ossian Selwyn, a Pureblood Squib, is given an impossible gift: a wand carved from bone that lets him wield the very power he was denied. As he enters Hogwarts under false pretenses, Ossian must hide his secret, find allies, and confront the many inequalities of the Wizarding World. OR How many Squibs using counterfeit magic does it take to upend the entire political and metaphysical system of the Wizarding World?

At Eclipsa Arcanum, magic and technology intertwine and secrets cut deeper than spells. Rayne Elara Mortelle, haunted by her family's disgrace and her parents' mysterious deaths, keeps to the shadows of the academy's shifting halls. But when a forbidden experiment hurls her into a wild, dangerous realm, Rayne discovers powers she never imagined-and a love she can't afford to lose. As dark forces close in and reality begins to unravel, Rayne must choose: embrace her legacy, or risk destroying both worlds. One girl. Two worlds. No way back.

Timothy Griffin never felt like luck was in his favour. At the age of eight, his parents died in a fire and he went to live with his great-uncle John Griffin, a retired doctor who had no way with children. But just when he managed to become fond of him, his uncle fell ill, leaving him completely inconsolable. After his death, Tim had no choice but to go to an orphanage. It belonged to an old friend of his uncle, but the place was far from ordinary: it was an orphanage only for children with special abilities, a sanctuary to protect them from the world. At first, Tim wasn't happy staying there, he was counting the days until he was old enough to leave, but the more time passed, the more curious he became about that place, especially about a strange girl who he found walking through its flowery gardens.

A weary prisoner caught between an angel's mercy and a demon's defiance learns that even whispers can decide the fate of a soul.

A gothic fantasy poem about a cursed maiden, forbidden love, and a glimmer of hope in a haunted castle. More at https://angelagwilliams.com/

They said the light would save them. It only burned brighter while the dark stayed close. When Elisa finds Darwin - a cursed soul bound to a mountain's heart - their bond defies the kingdom's law of light and purity. But as the witch who created him rises again, love becomes the last flicker in a world built on fire and lies. A dark fantasy about love, sacrifice, and the beauty of what refuses to die quietly.

The Last Bloodline Seraphina Vale has spent her life haunted by shadows-whispers of a past she can't remember, nightmares of a fire that stole everything from her. But when a chance encounter with the Lucian Duskborne awakens something buried deep within her, the truth begins to unravel. She is the last heir of a forgotten bloodline, the key to a power feared by even the oldest creatures of the supernatural world. Hunted by the ruthless Duskborne Coven, who once murdered her family, and pursued by the Keepers of the End, who will stop at nothing to erase her existence, Seraphina is thrust into a deadly game of survival. But fate has more in store. A cursed island, a trial of mind and body, and the last drops of a 5,000-year-old vampire's blood-the final key to her true evolution. To claim her destiny, she must face the rage of an ancient past, embrace the darkness within, and unlock the forbidden magic that could reshape the universe itself. Power always comes with a price. And for Seraphina, the cost may be her very soul.

WHEN GODS FALL The gods thought themselves eternal. Untouchable. They reveled in their own divinity, drowning in godwater, watching mortals die for their amusement, tearing entire species apart for sport. They believed themselves beyond consequence. Until something clawed its way back from the ashes. Vorthyx returned. Once a man, now a nightmare. A mortal who had everything ripped away his love, his family, his species, all erased by the gods. He does not pray for justice. He does not weep for mercy. He butchers them. Their temples crumble under his wrath. Their sacred lands drown in their children's blood. The once-immortal beings, so accustomed to worship, now kneel before him, begging for a death that never comes fast enough. But he is not alone. Aerin stands beside him. The most dangerous creation in the universe. A mortal twisted into something beyond comprehension. A mind so vast, so cold, that even the gods fear to speak his name. Aerin does not rage. He does not hate. He calculates. He has orchestrated every moment, every massacre, every scream, every fall. And when the gods beg, when they ask why-he only smiles. But something stirs. Something older than creation. Azhrram awakens. The first and final god. The one who should have never been disturbed. His breath unravels time. His hands unmake existence. The laws of the universe are written in his veins, and now, they burn with vengeance. He does not speak in words. He speaks in truth. "You have broken the divine order." The sky ruptures. Reality splits at its seams. What was once impossible is now undone. But Vorthyx does not kneel. Aerin does not run. They smile. Because this is exactly what they wanted. The heavens will rot. The gods will beg. And when the last one falls, something far worse will rise. Let the slaughter begin.

In a world where the supernatural secretly thrives, a devastating accident leaves four teenaged girls orphaned and alone. Their only inheritance: a cryptic will and a sprawling, ancient manor steeped in untold mysteries. But this isn't just any manor; it comes with a retinue of unnervingly handsome, non-human butlers, each guarding secrets as old as the Manor itself thay remain hidden beyound the walls. As the new heirs navigate their bewildering new reality and lifestyles, where love blossoms as one of them finds herself drawn to a specific butler-a vampire whose very existence promises a forbidden love. Can their secret romance blossom amidst dangerous unknowns that lurks in shadows, and will they uncover the manor's most darkest truths before it's too late?

They say the gods abandoned us. Maybe they were right to. Centuries ago, humanity betrayed the divine. In their hunger for immortality, they consumed the blood of a forbidden corpse-Xal'therion-and in doing so, became monsters. The gods vanished. The world fell. Now, broken cities and flickering magic shields are all that protect the remnants of mankind from the creatures they once became-the Xal'thir. I was one of them. I hide behind a human name, serving drinks, feigning weakness, starving slowly. But I am no hero. I kill to live, and I live in shadows. That is, until he found me. Dorian, the Executioner-silent, cold, relentless. He hunts my kind with blade and shadow, and now he hunts me. But I won't die quietly. Not yet. As war stirs and old powers awaken, the line between gods, monsters, and men begins to blur. And in a world where everyone is pretending-who's really fallen?

The Kingdom of Solrenn is built on sacrifice. For centuries, women have been bound by an ancient curse, their magic siphoned to sustain the land, strengthen the soldiers, and fuel the power of the throne-while men wield the glory. Arlen has spent her life in the shadows of the palace, offering her magic to keep the kingdom alive, her existence nothing more than another unseen thread in the empire's tapestry. But something is changing. The land is hungrier than before, the rituals are draining the women faster, and the whispers in Arlen's mind are growing louder. When she sees something she shouldn't-an entity lurking in the dark corners of the palace, watching, waiting-Arlen realizes the kingdom's hunger is more than just magic. It is something ancient, something restless. And it has set its sights on her. As the rebellion stirs in the shadows and the crown tightens its grip, Arlen is caught between those who seek to use her and the one man who might be her undoing-Kael, a warrior with secrets of his own and a gaze that sees too much. He is dangerous. But the deeper Arlen falls into the darkness, the more she begins to wonder: is he the only one she can trust? But trust won't save her. Not when the whispers are right. Not when the kingdom is already doomed.

In the cursed region of Evia, where forests bleed and villages pray to gods that never answer, there lies a town forever marked by tragedy: Vaneka. For generations, supernatural creatures -lunar vampires, mud witches, werewolves, and ancient horrors- have ravaged its fields, consumed its prayers, and drained its history of hope. But now, someone walks among the bones. A woman. A hunter. A curse made flesh. Damira Jerovic, also called Damara, Damar, Damaris, Damra... She is Vaneka's final answer. Skin pale as porcelain. Eyes red as cursed embers. Hair as black as a falling shadow. And a rifle loaded with redemption. They call her the Vampireya, but she is neither saint nor monster- Damira is the blade that cuts the impossible. Surrounded by a forest teeming with enemies -the Malkian, the cosmic entity Zoryax, and the obsessive werewolf Valmor Luarcão- and a village that fears her more than it fears its own executioners, Damira becomes myth, weapon, and ruin. This book contains elegies, poetic visions, dark tales, and the testament of a woman who does not fight for glory... but because no one else will. A gothic horror story of cursed love, impossible redemption, and obsessions that leave no survivors. A cross soaked in blood. A scream Vaneka never dared to voice.

Eleanor Harrow, a quiet archivist at the crumbling Marlowe Gallery, has always felt there was something uncanny about the art she tends. The painted eyes seem too watchful, the landscapes too restless. One stormy night, she encounters a painting of a forest that hums with music a melody both sorrowful and alluring. Her discovery draws the attention of Lucien, a mysterious man who should not exist within the locked gallery. Lucien reveals that the paintings hold trapped voices echoes of those who once lived, souls bound to canvas by an artist whose mastery bordered on the occult. Some beg for release. Others thirst for vengeance. As Eleanor and Lucien delve deeper, they uncover a hidden history: the Marlowe Gallery was not built merely to display art but to contain it, a sanctuary and a prison for works infused with dangerous magic. The singing painting is only the beginning. Behind gilded frames lie entire worlds forests, oceans, cities frozen in brushstrokes each containing lives, each waiting to be remembered. But the more Eleanor listens, the more the paintings demand. Their songs grow louder, more insistent, until she can no longer tell where her own heart ends and theirs begin. She must choose: to ignore the voices and let them wither in silence, or to step inside the canvas itself and risk losing her own soul. Torn between duty, curiosity, and a fragile bond with Lucien who carries secrets of his own Eleanor's journey becomes a battle against time, against the haunting power of art, and against the darkest truth of all: that not every voice deserves to be freed.