Bronte Stories

When Eleanor 'Ellie' Taylor leaves behind a life shadowed by loss, Bondi becomes her new beginning. A place where saltwater stings but also soothes. Between rescues, friendships, and the unspoken bond of her team, she learns that healing isn't found on calm shores alone, but also in surviving the rough waves. From the laughter of the tower to the roar of the sea, from the TV shoots to personal life, Ellie discovers that every break - in waves, in love, in life holds the power to rebuild. But when her past resurfaces, she must decide if she's ready to swim toward it or let it drift her away. A fan fiction based on the Australian non-fiction TV show Bondi Rescue. All credit to respective owners.

❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 ❞ ❝ 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐈'𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 ! ❞ 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ... Giselle Elliot ━ in the words of the viscount Bridgerton ━ finds herself under the foolish impression she meant so little to him when in fact he burned for her, ached for her, in secret ❪ Anthony Bridgerton ✗ female!oc ❫ ❪ a bridgerton fan-fiction ❫ © 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙨𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙙𝘄𝗽 | 2026 - ❪ bridgerton : s2 to ❫

Edith is a 16 year old girl and hopeless romantic who lives in England. She meets up with an old friend and listens to the story of her great love, only to find out that it is no fairytale.

This story was started as a reaction to the maltreatment of Dr Frankenstein's creation in the Penny Dreadful series, at his very birth, by his own father. I wished to be there, to set things right, but of course that would be silly, I'm a forty-five year old married woman, with three teenage children. So I invented a young indomitable spirit to do the job for me, and re-wrote that whole heart-rending scene. And then another scene, and another one, and before I knew it the characters started to lead their own lives, making their own decisions. The action loosely follows the series, but of course different choices result in curious plot-twists. I like to call this story the 'ladies' version' because my style is heavily influenced by English romantic literature. Also, making love is part of life, but to a woman suggestion is often stronger than description. I hope that you will let me know how you liked the story, and as I am not a native speaker, I appreciate comments on my use of the English language very much. Skip the prologue to go straight to the action if you're an impatient reader!

Meira never chose to become an elf. She was an experiment gone wrong, one that was covered up and forgotten for centuries. Until one day, when Sophie and the rest of her friends open Lady Gisela's Archetype and discover the secret woman lying in a restless cryosleep. Will she be the key to connecting the Lost Cities with the human world, or will Meira be the elves' doom?

Fearful ; All good things must come to an end. But once they end, would the horror actually end? The horror of the rumours that might one day become found to be true.

Bronte "Emery" Majors life was constantly filled with the literature world and everything that comes with it. The love child of a famous Manhattan author and a world pronounced musician, Emery lived and breathed the written word and the musical tendencies hidden in between the lines. She was taught that everyone had a happily ever after, that you just had to reach your peak of the mountain at the right time. Her parents had conflicted feelings over chance and fate, each claiming one brought them together. After years of enticing the same argument, both her parents received their answer. It was fate (and genetics) that killed her mother, but it was chance that ripped Emery's father away from her too. In an upstream battle against herself, Emery withdrawals from her world, her parents literacy world, and more importantly, the one person who actually understands her unspoken words amidst her endearing silence. Betrayed by her mother's happily ever after, Emery tries to dig herself out of the town where her parents footprints and autographs stain every surface. She enrolls in college, somewhere new and untainted by her parents memories. But when she literally falls for an unexpected and past due shadow of her past, can Emery face reality and find her peak or will she run, taking her fragile baggage with her?

I am Heathcliff - He's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure. any more than I am always a pleasure to myself - but as my own being.

You hear about this thing called "True Love" everywhere you go, right? But have you really thought about it? Or even felt it?

Poe Party from the perspectives of George Eliot and Ernest Hemingway Heliot with Wellenore and Edgar/Annabel (idk their ship name)