Set your story in a Gothic manor house.

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“They Didn’t Know” by Libby Carter

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“You know, when I said ‘Let’s initiate Blythe’, I really meant that we should drive all the way to Wormsloe and make her run. Not this,” I huffed. “Considering you’re the daredevil of this group, I’m surprised you aren’t all for it.” Blythe laughed at me in surprise. “While I’m aware that I seem to be a rebel who doesn’t care, I’m not interested in dying tonight. I mean, I at least want to make it until they serve nachos again in the cafeteria.” Everyone had a way ...

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“Cursed” by A J

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"This is a bad idea, milady.", Amelia stated, huffing warm air into her shivering hands. "What if we get caught? The Lord will surely have my head, and, you too, will be given some punishment." Lillian, her little sister, who was barely a year younger than me, gasped loudly, "What if they force your hand in marriage to that pimplypoop?" She spatted out the name. Ah, pimplypoop, or more so known as Lord Taylium Grimes, was a skinflint with a beer belly and had a strange obsession with collecting flowers. I was his flavor of the week. His ...

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“The Sheridan” by Aveena Bordeaux

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Lacy Capelle stood before the crumbling gates of the Sheridan manor, looking like an ant against the grandness of the house. She wrapped her coat tight around her body with her trembling and rigid hands. One of those very hands clutched the thin slip of paper that read a heartfelt goodbye from her dearest Anton and the other inched towards the rusty gate doors. Just beyond the gate stood the manor, alone on the m...

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“The Burning of the Ryder Manor ” by Rexy Rexy

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‘Top of the morning to you, Felix.’ the dark grey Persian cat Inkhorn greeted the white poodle, Felix. ‘Oh morning, Inkhorn.’ the poodle looked up while realizing his heavy steps made the ancient oak floorboards creaking again. ‘Didn’t see you so high up there in the shadows, your kind work in stealth, you do, like them ninjas.’ ‘Indeed, we do. So, up before the cockcrow, a rare sight indeed.’ Inkhorn jumped lower from the top of the bookcase to the flower stand without making a single sound. ‘Ay, I sleep less and less these days. Old age, I...

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“Terror in the Manor” by Chris Buono

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Eel Creek Manor. Supposedly the most haunted site in all of the town of Washer, Illinois. Positioned at the top of a hill, along Eel Creek, the dilapidated Gothic mansion has been the setting for many ghost stories and speculation. The most prevalent being the tale of Henry Mathers. Henry Mathers was an English immigrant who built the mansion in 1864 after moving here from Europe. It was said that he made his wealth off of a booming farm, but the folklore will state that his riches came from the devi...

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“Something in those Whispers” by Prachi Kumbhare

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Satan was prayed from every single extremity of the world on this night of the full moon. It was believed that on this very night, the dark magic was utmost powerful and could destroy even the practitioner if mistaken.The wolves howled louder, the forests were quieter, the winds produced whispers, and the fear of awakening of the devil escalated all around. Every single human in that town stayed inside their homes, lighting the lamp of hope. It was believed back then if the lamp of hope was burning, no evil could harm an innocent, only if th...

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“Mildew Manor” by Anii ✨

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“This is the home we’re planning to have renovated. It’s a little bit dusty, I’ll admit, but it’s nothing new floors can’t fix.” Father said to Mr. Gigelwithy as we stood on the driveway, gazing upon the pink exterior of 337, Oakton Drive. A large Dogwood tree that stood greedily in the front yard took up all of the sunlight, so the front door was covered in shadow. However, the modest home seemed okay with it, still managing to look enchanting without a spotlight. The front porch was damp with recent rains and smelled quite earthy, m...

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“Withering Branch ” by Daniel Deschenes

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The dream invariably started the same way. I am in the backseat of what appears to be an old vehicle. The back of the driver’s head has a large gash in it that oozes a nauseating mix of blood and puss. I try to tell him that he’s hurt or ask if he needs help but my mouth is papery and dry. The words stick in my throat. There is another passenger next to me but I can only just make out the silhouette. It appeared to be human but an overwhelming sense of unease told me that it might have been something else. This feeling made me want to vo...

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“The Downy Gammon House” by PK Spice

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I couldn’t believe my luck when the concierge from the world-renowned Downy Gammon House called me. He explained they’d had a rare cancellation and I was next on the waiting list. I jumped at the chance to book my stay. I’d been trying to get a reservation there since I’d come into my inheritance nearly five years ago.It’s touted as a once-in-a-lifetime transformative experience and absolutely everyone from royalty, to ex-presidents to A-list Hollywood celebrities has raved about it.To me, the most unique and intriguing aspect of the resort ...

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“What Happened That Night at Greymouth Manor” by R. E. Rule

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It was a dark night, and I was motoring home, rumbling along the twin ruts that led past Greymouth Manor. Masses of inky cloud had banished the moon from the sky. My headlamps dimly lit the trees lining the thin lane, casting a thicket of shadows across the road. I watched eagerly for the golden glow from the rows of stately windows, a beacon of prosperity and tradition in an ever-uncertain world, but through the gap in the hedges guarding the main entr...

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“Elaine Lee” by Amy Utami

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If I was killed by my biological father. At least I was successful in making him live the rest of his life as a killer, a killer that killed his own daughter. Then, my life will be nothing but a victory. My father is a patriarch. He was the first person I witnessed as the one with no ability to see his own flaws. Most of the people in nowadays society have a problem with seeing too much flaw in themselves, causing them to live with insecurity. My father, therefore, was and is a troublemaker. One of us, the three siblings, had the greatest sc...

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“My Father's Brother” by Lesli Williams

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If you had asked me how I felt about my uncle five years ago, I would've shrugged and said 'He's alright, I suppose. " And that's really all he could be described as. Alright. Owen Kesler was like most men in Yirk. For one, he drank alcohol like it was water. I couldn't name one who didn't, even if I tried. When they were happy, they'd bring out the rum and when they were sad, they'd do the exact same. And no one could blame them. What else was there to do? My father, aunt and their friends were all old and married. What else would my unc...

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“Scarecrow Boy” by ℤ ℍ☮️

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1756 The FieldThe field stretches on for miles, short and trimmed so that the whole horizon is visible. The sun is red, a big bold circle. And underneath the rays of blood-stained light is a house. It's not ordinary. The roof is pointy, turrets reaching up into the sky. The shingles are crow black and fading into white. The chimney pots are skinny and black, they stick powerfully out of the roof's crow-black shingles. The bricks of the house are thin and stuffed together tightly, not a smudge of mortar is visible. The sky is light grey and c...

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“Eve Makes Her Mind Up” by Deborah Mercer

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The show was called Make Your Mind Up. Nobody to do with it really liked that name. It sounded too much like a vexed parent losing patience with a dithering child in a sweet shop. But Both Sides Now probably infringed copyright law, and Fact or Fiction made it sound as if it was a book programme. In fact, Eve Williams would have much preferred to work on a book programme, but she still knew she was lucky to get the job. Okay, and the producer being a member of the same cricket club as her Great Uncle Theodo...

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“Morrison Manor” by New Inspirations

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As a child,the building had always fascinated me when we used to go to our school which was 3 kms away.My friends and I used to go to school in cycles.The manor built in Red sandstone used to amaze me as if pulling me towards it.The grand building with the peculiar pointed arch, the steeply pitched roofs and front facing gables gave a dull and grey look,surrounded by dense bush. I had always thought of taking a peek but never had a chance since my friends always thought it should be dangerous to get in to the manor.This manor was establishe...

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Set your story in a Gothic manor house.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 133 stories

“They Didn’t Know” by Libby Carter

“Cursed” by A J

“The Sheridan” by Aveena Bordeaux

“The Burning of the Ryder Manor ” by Rexy Rexy

“Terror in the Manor” by Chris Buono

“Something in those Whispers” by Prachi Kumbhare

“Mildew Manor” by Anii ✨

“Withering Branch ” by Daniel Deschenes

“The Downy Gammon House” by PK Spice

“What Happened That Night at Greymouth Manor” by R. E. Rule

“Elaine Lee” by Amy Utami

“My Father's Brother” by Lesli Williams

“Scarecrow Boy” by ℤ ℍ☮️

“Eve Makes Her Mind Up” by Deborah Mercer

“Morrison Manor” by New Inspirations

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a ghost story where there’s more going on than it first appears.

Write about someone who’s been sent to boarding school.

Write about a family attempting to hide their secrets from someone new.

Write a romance that involves one partner saving the other from a fire.

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