Gothicromance Stories

They told me the house was empty. That the boy I was supposed to care for wasn't real. Just a doll. Just a job. But then I heard things. Felt things. The whispers in the walls, the way the air shifted like someone was always watching me. I should be scared. I should leave. But there's something about him-something that keeps pulling me back. Maybe it's the loneliness in his voice. Or the way he lingers in the shadows, waiting for me to see him. All I know is... I don't think I want to run anymore.

For (Y/n), the world has always been crowded by the whispers of those who refuse to stay buried. Plagued by the ghosts that haunt her, she is drawn to a crumbling castle where she finds the stones themselves have memories. Beneath the keep, ancient catacombs hold more than just dust. They hold a seductive, creeping shadow that recognizes the darkness in her soul. To survive the awakening of her blood, she must navigate a treacherous game where the line between protector and predator has long since blurred. The vault is open. The blood is calling. And in these woods, the truth is never free.

Some men wear crowns. Others wear masks. Lady Selene Abbadon has spent her entire life as a pawn in a game she never agreed to play. Promised to a future she dreads and bound by the expectations of a noble family, she has only one chance to flee before her freedom is stolen forever. Then, on the night of the Beaumont Ball, a stranger appears. Hidden behind the mask of a raven, Lord Taeha Boem is as alluring as he is dangerous-a man whispered about in legends, feared by kings, and followed by shadows. One dance. One stolen touch. One lingering look. That is all it takes to unravel everything Selene thought she wanted. The moment she disappears into the night, Taeha follows. What begins as a desperate escape soon becomes a haunting game of pursuit through moonlit forests, forgotten castles, and secrets buried beneath centuries of blood and betrayal. As ancient powers stir and enemies close in, Selene discovers that the greatest danger may not be the monsters lurking in the dark... ...but the man who looks at her as though she was written into his destiny long before they ever met. Because some obsessions are not born. They are remembered. And some love stories do not ask for permission. They simply consume. *All other characters are ours alone, Taeha Boem belongs to Tears of a withered Flower*

The Angel of Music is real. At least, Angel Dust believes he is. Sheltered within the famed Palais de L'Amour, Angel spends his days dancing and his nights receiving lessons from a mysterious voice hidden in the theater's forgotten depths. His unseen tutor has become his guide, his comfort...perhaps even his destiny. But when new owners take over the opera house and a powerful sinner named Husk enters Angel's life, secrets buried beneath music and masks begin to surface. Some dreams are beautiful. Some dreams are dangerous. And some songs are impossible to forget. A gothic Hazbin Hotel x Phantom of the Opera retelling. As a side note, you don't need to be familiar with Hazbin Hotel or Phantom of the Opera to follow along.

لە نێوان جیهانی تاریکی کێوی و تیشکی پیرۆزی فریشتەییدا، چارەنووس بە قەڵەمێکی خوێناوی مێژوویەکی نوێ دەنووسێتەوە. لۆرد جۆنگکووک، فەرمانڕەوای باکوور و شێری کێوی، تەنها بە زمان و غەریزەی هێز و مانگی ڕەش ناسراوە. بەڵام کاتێک ڕێڕەوی ژیانی لەگەڵ جیمین ئەو فریشتە زیوییە ناسکەی کە چاوەکانی غەرقی یاقووتن و باڵەکانی عەتری بەهەشت دەبەخشن-تێکەڵ دەبێت، تەواوی یاساکانی گەردوون دەهەژێن. ​ئەوان لە دوو ڕەگەزی دژ بەیەک، دوو مێژووی جیاواز، و خاوەن دوو دڵی لێکهەڵبڕاون. بەڵام کاتێک غەریزەی بەستنەوەی ئەبەدی کڵپە دەسێنێت، چیتر هێزی جەنگ و سنوورەکانی شانشین ناتوانن ڕێگری لە گەردەلولی عەشقەکەیان بکەن. ئایا دڵە کێوییەکەی لۆردەکە دەبێتە قەڵغانێک بۆ پاراستنی فریشتەکەی، یان عەشقی شێتانەی نێوانیان تەواوی جیهان دەسوتێنێت؟ Top: Jungkook نووسەر و خاوەنی بیرۆکە: Lumia (لومیا) ​مافی نووسەر: گشت مافەکانی ئەم چیرۆکە، کاراکتەرەکان، و پەرەپێدانی پڵۆتەکە پارێزراوە بۆ خۆم. کۆپیکردن یان وەرگرتنی بیرۆکەکە بەبێ ئاماژەدان بە ناوی نووسەر قەدەغەیە..

❝ I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need ❞ ( Male oc 𝓧 Fem oc ) ( INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 𝓧 Fem oc ) ( S0URKISSES ╱ 2026 ) © S0URKISSES

For Park Jimin, Hogwarts has been nothing but confines of a ritualistic legacy that leads him to nothing but damnation. He is forged of shadows and death―one who thrives in the nefarious and depraved. The Park name has been nothing but a cruel battlefield for him, urging him to fight demons a child should never have known existed. But there has always been a living, breathing presence tugging at his side: Avery Heathens. The child of blood and slaughter. The one who cheated death. She's a parasite feeding off every bit of his trauma-hardened armor and ravishingly seductive eyes. She takes what he allows her, and her content footfalls exist by his side―even when he doesn't know it. Jimin is the Forbidden Fruit she craves. Fiercely, almost in a dazzlingly charming way. Her magic is feral, her presence unsettling, her existence a quiet defiance against every place she's supposed to fit. She wears misfortune like a second skin and loneliness like a curse. Nothing about her should catch his eye. But it does. Because her darkness answers his. And when her control begins to crack―when the shadows shout louder than her heartbeat―Jimin becomes the only one capable of teaching Avery how to command the thing that threatens to consume her. She is Gryffindor with a monster inside her. He is Slytherin with a monster at his core. Yet the closer they draw, the more the line between fear and fascination begins to blur... and the more Jimin realizes that Avery Heathens is not a shadow following him. She is the shadow choosing him. And once darkness chooses, it does not let go.

I woke up inside the body of Princess Joalin Lindewald. A vampire. Engaged to the most feared Duke in the kingdom. In a world ruled by blood, power, and ancient hatred, I only wanted one thing: Survive. But survival became impossible when I discovered the truth hidden beneath the crown. A cursed aristocracy. A forgotten tragedy. A masked revolution. And a man everyone called a monster. Perhaps the real danger wasn't the vampires. Perhaps it was the throne itself.

Ira Sen, a crime psychology student who believes monsters are human, dies in a stormy night-only to wake up inside the horror novel she was reading. But she's not the heroine. She's Evelyn Ashford-the first victim who dies before sunrise. In a manor full of secrets, lies, and everyone fears the owner-Lord Adrian Blackthorne. A man accused of murder. A man no one dares to trust. But Ira isn't afraid of monsters. She's here to find real one. And if the story wants her dead, she'll make sure the story bleeds instead.

This Story Is Written By Me, And, Edited, And, More Detailed By ChatGPT All Characters I Made, And, Were Detailed By ChatGPT The Character Art Was Made By Bing AI In 1914 Romania, a picturesque landscapes an undercurrent of ancient magic and hidden danger. Vampires had adapted to live among humans, cloaked in shadows and secrecy, ever fearful of exposure that could lead to their extermination. The rolling hills are dotted with quaint villages where folklore whispers mermaids luring souls into dark waters and mystical creatures watching from the misty forests. Amidst this tapestry of intrigue, a forbidden romance blossoms between a resilient human girl named Marianna and her engimatic vampire protector, Cade. As they navigate societal expectations, lurking threats from rival vampire factions emerge -- hungry for power and eager to claim Marianna's life against Cade's allegiance. With each stolen moment together beneath the moonlit skies, their bond deepens; yet peril looms closer than either can fathom. Will love be strong enough to shield them against fate's cruel designs in this world where trust is scarce but desire burns bright?

**"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. -

You wake up as a vampire. What's your next move? Stripped of her memory and cursed with a terrifying new thirst, Eleanor is taken in by William Bloom. At Bloom Manor, she finds a coven of predators bound by rules that keep their kind hidden... and each other in check. But something is wrong. Vampires are vanishing. Old powers are stirring. And Eleanor begins to suspect her transformation was not chance-but design. Someone wanted her changed. Someone wanted her to meet him. To survive, Eleanor must master the hunger inside her... or lose herself to it. ********************************* "I don't think you want him," he said. "You don't?" she whispered. "No." His breath brushed her ear. "It's me you want."

Formerly known as Bulletproof Volume One In the world called the Lively, life is literally a fairy tale, where fairies live in huts and Cinderella gets abandoned by the Prince. A land of happily afters...or is it? In 2018, an adopted fairy princess Flume-Ophelia runs away from her fairy tale world, leaving her life behind. More than two years later, Flume lives a normal life in the Human World away from the consequences of evil and the tight controlling council who wishes to persecute her because of her unique ability to create fire. She spends her days as simply Ophelia, attempting to enjoy her twenties while navigating a pandemic with her roommates. After a planned visit to Neverland to visit her eternally teenaged adopted parents, the kind yet forceful tree nymph Maleficent and the grumpy Peter Pan, Flume-Ophelia discovers an evil villain stealing something valuable in the asylum prison of Wonderland, something that could potentially cause the end of the world. A nineteen-year-old Flume returns to the shattered world she once knew and is reluctantly forced to save the world. But how much will it cost her? #1 in Summertime Sadness Awards ( Fantasy Category) #2 in the Vintage Glamour Awards

Shadow High is known for its excellence, strict rules, and centuries of history. But beneath its polished reputation lies a truth no one dares to speak of. When seven students begin noticing a mysterious emblem hidden throughout the school. They are drawn into a web of forgotten bloodlines, buried secrets, and a past that refuses to stay buried. As each clue leads to another mystery, they soon realize that someone is determined to keep the truth hidden. Who can they trust? What really happened at Shadow High? And why does it feel like the school has been watching them all along? Some secrets are meant to stay buried. But at Shadow High... Every secret leaves a shadow.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔. 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏. For centuries, her name has been whispered in fear. 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚. A woman of haunting beauty. A seductress. A curse. A legend no one dares to speak of after sunset. They say every man who falls under her spell is doomed to lose himself... and his life. Yug never believed in legends. Until the nightmares began. A pair of eyes that followed him in his sleep. A voice that called his name like a forgotten memory. A woman who felt strangely familiar, as if his soul had known hers long before his birth. With every passing night, the line between dreams and reality starts to blur. Secrets buried for centuries begin to awaken, and a sinister curse tightens its grip around him. Because Vishleena isn't merely a ghost story. She is waiting. And somehow, it's for him now. As forbidden attraction collides with ancient secrets, Yug is forced to confront a terrifying question: 𝐈𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞... 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭? 𝐴 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, ℎ𝑎𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑒, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠. °°°°°°°° Thankyou for giving this story a chance!

Everyone in New Orleans knows one thing about the Waynes: They are beautiful, wealthy, and untouchable. No one knows why. After the death of her parents, Natalie Wayne was raised in the grand Wayne estate by her loving grandparents, surrounded by luxury, old money, and secrets that seem to whisper through the halls at night. On her eighteenth birthday, she inherits something far more dangerous than her family's fortune an ancient legacy tied to a mysterious silver tree hidden deep within the woods. Then Evelyn Ashford transfers to her school. She's annoyingly pretty, impossible to ignore, and somehow connected to the strange dreams that have haunted Natalie for years. As shadows from the past begin to resurface, old portraits start looking familiar, the house begins remembering things it shouldn't, and a centuries-old mystery slowly unravels. Some secrets were buried for a reason. Some love stories never truly end. And somewhere beneath the black leaves of an ancient tree, something has been waiting for them. Something that knows their names.

Some cities bury their secrets. Blackridge builds cathedrals on top of them. When twenty-eight-year-old art restorer Vivienne Moreau uncovers a centuries-old portrait of a woman who looks exactly like her-including a scar she shouldn't have-her quiet life is shattered. Overnight, she's thrust into a world of powerful mafia families, whispered legends, and an ancient secret society known only as The Choir of Ash. Watching from the shadows is Lucien Vesper, the twenty-six-year-old heir to Blackridge's most feared criminal empire. Charming, calculating, and impossible to read, Lucien knows far more about Vivienne than he's willing to admit. He also knows that the portrait was never supposed to be found. As buried secrets rise to the surface, enemies become uneasy allies, alliances crumble, and every answer uncovers an even darker mystery hidden beneath the city's gothic cathedrals. In Blackridge, beauty can be a weapon, loyalty is bought in blood, and obsession has a way of becoming destiny. Some stories are remembered. Others refuse to stay buried. Perfect for readers who love: 🖤 Gothic romance 🖤 Mafia families 🖤 Secret societies 🖤 Slow-burn tension 🖤 Morally gray characters 🖤 Psychological mysteries 🖤 Ravens, cathedrals, and dark secrets 🖤 Twists that keep you guessing

"Some love stories are buried. Others refuse to stay dead." The Ashcombe Estate has been abandoned for almost a century. Its halls breathe dust. Its walls remember secrets. Its library has never forgotten a single name. When Evelyn Hart, a gifted conservator of antique manuscripts, is hired to restore thousands of decaying letters hidden inside the mansion's forgotten archives, she expects silence. Instead... Every morning, another letter appears. Fresh ink. Fresh paper. Yet written in the exact handwriting of a man who died in 1919. The letters are addressed to a woman who vanished without explanation. No one knows who leaves them. Except perhaps the owner of the estate- Lucien Ashcombe. Beautiful. Cold. Impossible to read. He forbids Evelyn from entering the East Wing. He lies too effortlessly. And sometimes... He looks at her like he's mourning someone else. As the letters become more intimate, Evelyn realizes they're no longer addressed to the dead. They're addressed to her. Someone inside Ashcombe Manor has been waiting a hundred years. And some obsessions... never die.

Can love survive when every memory that made it has been erased?For a human, maybe. But for a puppet? Seventeen-year-old Alexis has always felt hollow, untouched by the emotions that seem to come so easily to everyone else. Then a mysterious boy from her forgotten past appears, claiming they once loved each other, and Alexis is forced to confront the truth about what she is, what she lost, and what still might remain. If love was created once, can it find its way back? Or will Alexis's heart stay as empty as her memories?

"A sudden, violent desire cut through me: that everyone in the court should be blind to her. That no other man could see the light that shone behind her eyes, now dimmed by the horror I myself had inflicted. It was possession. A dangerous, dark possession. I did not merely want to touch her. I wanted to surround her, to isolate her from the world, until her universe shrank to this room and my presence, no matter how much she feared and hated me." I was sent to his court as a guest. That was the lie. I was sent as a hostage. While kingdoms plotted, merchants rebelled, and empires prepared for war, I was delivered to the most feared man in Europe, Vlad III of Wallachia. The Impaler. The monster. At least, that's what everyone called him. But monsters are supposed to be easy to recognize. They aren't supposed to be intelligent and patient. And they certainly aren't supposed to make you question everything you've ever believed. As I become trapped within his world of political games, betrayal, violence, and carefully crafted terror, I watch a legend being born in real time. A legend built on blood. A legend built on fear. A legend the world will one day call Dracula. But before he became a myth, he was a man. And before I understood him, I hated him. A slow-burn dark historical romance inspired by real events. Power, obsession, war, and the terrifying cost of understanding someone the world has already condemned.