Gothicliterature Stories

**"Anne" was never her real name.** Jane Anterio-once the eldest daughter of a noble family-was forced to abandon everything: her name, her status... her life. Now, she lives under a false identity, hidden in plain sight as a servant in the mansion of a mysterious man - **Elian Varker.** A man of power. Of influence. And of secrets no lighter than her own. In the gaslit streets of Victorian London, where society is bound by rigid rules and shadows conceal far more than they reveal, Jane is drawn into a world of hidden identities, buried truths, and a past that refuses to remain forgotten. Because Elian is not a coincidence. He is a part of the story she tried to escape. And as the truth begins to surface-slowly, relentlessly-Jane will have to make an impossible choice: **Trust the man who may be her only protection... or fear that he may be the very reason she was never safe to begin with.** --- Some names are given. Some are earned. And some are the only thing standing between you and a past that wants you destroyed. -

The young butcher's assistant finds something odd and pays him a visit. (Better than it sounds)

Just a bunch of gothic literature one-shots. Taking suggestions and ideas!

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝, 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞-𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐄𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞. 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞-𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?

this is a random headcannon i came up with so i decided to make up losely unconceted oneshots about this au of i came up with of mixing classic literature and monster high mostly centered around the jekyll/hyde family . anyways have fun or not Started: October 24 Chapter1: October 27 AuthorNote: November 20 Oneshot1: November 20

Textiles is a collection of the tangible--threads you can hold and turn in your hand. It explores gothic betrayal, dignity, history, and the ache found within uncovering truths. These objects carry beauty, but within their hidden seams lies the heart of this series.

" - the child is grown, the dream is gone and I have become completely numb " How does one befriend death?

some short gothic stories I wrote in my English Literature class -- might turn some of these into longer stories but idk ??

Throughout time, humanity has changed. Humans seek to kill others, sell, murder, and steal due to selfish needs. Can one truly be selfish though if survival is at stake? Some can, and some are darker than unwanted truths an ideal human despises. These people seek to be led, to be guided from an upcoming, self-inflicted downfall. With humanity unable to correct its mistakes, a strange being descends from the shadows, clothed in nothing but funeral clothes. The supernatural is unknown, but one hiding in the darkness cannot bear to stand idle as civilization begins to fall apart. Once he became known, he was loved, idolized for being a mystery. However, the accidental taste of his blood triggered a widespread plague desperate to have a sweet taste of adrenaline.

I need to write a gothic type story for my La class with 500 words or less

a random gothic short story I wrote for class lol

This collection of stories is going to be based around gothic literature. So there may be mild gore mentioned and there might be sexual themes / undertones, so please proceed with caution.

My poetry collection of my personal works centering around developmental relationships that change your very person-- be it good or bad, or a bit of both. This collection also involves themes of trauma such as loss, neglect and abuse.

It was supposed to be just a normal summer. Cole and her friend Aylen were helping out at his father's little curiosity shop in Reino, New Mexico. But when Cole finds an odd piece of jewelry on her grandmother's property, things start to get... interesting. A mysterious stranger shows up in town, demanding that the two teens give the bracelet back. Soon, the pair become drawn into a web of secrets, discovering places and things they never knew existed. One thing is for certain: this vacation will be one they never forget.

The brainchild of a dark winter's night. My darkest thoughts on death and morality recovered, compiled and translated into verse. Somewhat grim, infinitely deep and plenty of meaningful symbolism.

poetry professing life's philosophical queries, desires and beliefs.

In a world where the balance of nature is sacred. Gábor, a scholar of the unseen turned warlock, seeks the power to command life and death itself, tearing apart the veil between the living and the lost, bending nature elements to his will and breaking the ancient oaths that bind the spirits of Mother Woods. But power comes at a price, and the villagers are quick to cast blame as fear spreads and ancient forces awaken, yet innocent blood is shed in the name of justice. As the balance of the world is teetering on the edge, what will be his final oath? Hello, everyone! This is my latest work, inspired by folktales and mythology. It also marks my first presence on this platform. After nearly three years, I have finally written and completed a story. I've been writing for seven years, but I've struggled with a long-lasting writer's block, leaving a 379-page novel unfinished and tucked away. With this tale, I sought a poetic approach, using it as a way to warm up my mind and reconnect with writing-perhaps even as a step toward exploring poetry further. I hope you all enjoy it!

The year is 1847, Edinburgh Scotland. A young girl by the name of Lola discovers a mysterious locket that once belonged to her mother, Delirium, who unfortunately passed away due to a deadly and incurable sickness. As Lola gets older and older, and more and more attached to the locket that once belonged to the woman she holds dearest, she discovers a breathtaking truth about not only the locket, but about herself too. A truth that involved the mysteries of magic, and truths of inheritance. ( short story )

in this story, we see acorn and his mother, Francesca, face several challenges including global warming and the loss of Francescas parents robert and hawk tuah. this was made my my friend @iedgetoaaron on Instagram and me @fr4ncvscx_ on insta Atwell. disclaimer: THIS IS A JOKE PLS DONT TAKE SERIOUSLY ENJOY!!