Neo Victorian


Fingersmith
Possession
The Crimson Petal and the White
Tipping the Velvet
Affinity
The French Lieutenant’s Woman
The Meaning of Night (The Meaning of Night, #1)
Wide Sargasso Sea
Angels and Insects
Jack Maggs
The Essex Serpent
Alias Grace
Mary Reilly
The Children's Book
The Asylum
The Diviners by Libba BrayA Great and Terrible Beauty by Libba BrayGrave Mercy by Robin LaFeversRebel Angels by Libba BrayThe Sweet Far Thing by Libba Bray
YA Paranormal Historical Fiction
126 books — 60 voters
Death of an Officer by Mark   EllisThe Séance by John HarwoodAffinity by Sarah WatersThings Half in Shadow by Alan FinnThe House of Velvet and Glass by Katherine Howe
Victorian Spiritualism Fiction
124 books — 97 voters

Uncle Montague's Tales of Terror by Chris PriestleyTales of Terror from the Tunnel's Mouth by Chris PriestleyTales of Terror from the Black Ship by Chris PriestleyThe Ghost of Crutchfield Hall by Mary Downing HahnA Drowned Maiden's Hair by Laura Amy Schlitz
Middle Grade Historical Ghost Fiction
41 books — 22 voters
Rebecca by Daphne du MaurierDuke of Midnight by Elizabeth HoytSlightly Wicked by Mary BaloghThe Companion by Ann GrangerA Lady for a Duke by Alexis  Hall
Lady's Companions
41 books — 27 voters

Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-GarciaThe Woman in Black by Susan         HillJamaica Inn by Daphne du MaurierThe Little Stranger by Sarah WatersSecrets of Rose Briar Hall by Kelsey James
Gothic Historical Fiction
302 books — 163 voters
Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean RhysBrontë’s Mistress by Finola AustinThe Eyre Affair by Jasper FfordeAlways Emily by Michaela MacCollThe Taste of Sorrow by Jude Morgan
Brontës in Fiction
81 books — 52 voters

Existence as a society wife must be akin to standing in a bog. That slow, sinking sensation. I would be dragged down day by day, grow vacuous and preoccupied with frivolity like those around me. I should begin to resemble Papa or - God forbid - Mrs Pearce. At least with David I may strive to be a better person, practical and helpful to my fallen creatures.
Laura Purcell, The Corset

Brian Ruckley
I rather fancy, if you will forgive me an aphorism, that we live in not the Age of Reason, as so many proclaim, but in that of Ignorance; for there is nothing reason so readily proclaims to the attentive mind as the extent of our ignorance. It transforms what were once mysteries, for ever inaccessible to human comprehension, into merely phenomena we have not yet explained, and thereby at once increases what we know and what we do not.
Brian Ruckley, The Edinburgh Dead

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