Based on the song, written in 3 minutes. Cathy saves Heathcliff from being killed by Sweeney Todd.

This is my third fanfiction, while both are modern AUs, this fanfic reimagines the full story of Wuthering Heights, spanning both generations. Set in the '80s and gradually progressing to the '00s. This was originally something I wrote on Wattpad years ago(under the title The Heights) but I've decided to post it here as well. Updates will be active.

Ever wondered how your favourite characters would be like in our 21st century of the modern age? My one-shots will combine the dark aspects and feel with a humorous, light-hearted take. It's set in 2020 with Cathy and Heathcliff together living in an apartment in London with some familiar neighbours.

Isabella tries to win Heathcliff's heart. Isabella/Heathcliff lemon fic which starts (and diverges from canon) at the wedding of Isabella and Heathcliff. Warning: Cathy-lovers will hate this.

Cathy survives childbirth. Her daughter lives through the consequences.

Already an adult, Emily re a girl who lived in Haworth and was her namesake... but had a very different life

Versión orixinal en galego. Xa adulta, Emily lembra a unha rapaza que vivía en Haworth e se chamaba igual que ela... pero levou unha vida moi diferente.

Cathy Earnest loves Wuthering Heights as she relates to Heathcliff as she gets mistreated by her brother Harley. Watch what happens when she is transported in the novel and something seems strange. Heathcliff seems nice which doesn't seem right to Cathy.

Hareton wonders about Heathcliff's ability to understand how he feels about Cathy

Cuando llega Noviembre, la recuerda mejor. No es como si el resto del tiempo la olvidara: no podría, ni aunque pasara cien años en un desierto sin nada que se la recuerde, ni aunque se clavara un cuchillo en el corazón podría arrancar su recuerdo del pecho.

Sempre achei que ficou faltando uma cena no livro com o pedido de casamento do Hareton para Cathy, então resolvi criá-la. Espero que gostem.

The title shall speak for itself and so will my story.

Catherine Linton believes that she has finally left Wuthering Heights after her death but she learns that she has been trapped in the moors surrounding her childhood abode.

A new servant is brought to Wuthering Heights.

Isabella moves into Wuthering Heights with Heathcliff only to realize that she has made a big mistake. She eventually realizes that she married a monster.

Names could be forgotten. Even precious names. Names that carried meaning.

A little drabble taking place from Heathcliff's point of view when he returns to Thrushcross Grange and Wuthering Heights. Short and something I was inspired to do after finishing the book a little while ago.

A nonsense 100 word drabble. Heathcliff and Catherine wander the moors after their deaths.

Re-written scene from Chapter XVIII; set in the kitchen at Wuthering Heights where Young Catherine and Hareton Earnshaw speak for the first time since an argument between them ended with Hareton throwing all of his books into a fire. Written from Hareton's perspective, ever 'misspelling' is intentional. This was completed for a university essay assignment.

Heathcliff seeks out Isabella.

Linton Heathcliff dies before he can marry Catherine Linton. Heathcliff needs a new plan. A 'What If' Wuthering Heights lemon. First inspired by the Lemon fic "the cause of your grief" by violentdarlings, found on "archiveofourown". Individual chapters will be rated accordingly, as required.

Halfcliff was a cold man, he quoted; "Revenge is best served cold." He lived in Withering Heights, on a hill-top of the windswept moors. It was on a cold, snowy, winter's night a tenant of Halfcliff, Mr Locktight, paid a visit to Withering Heights. He was

Emily Wright is a bright student who has always dreamed of being a financial analyst in the financial world in England. Unlucky her, she meets in different circumstances one of the most powerful man of the financial world. How many years of light are they from each other? Will the heartlust bring them together?

"O Catherine, my love. Light of my life, blight of my soul. My greatest love and greatest torment."

Fall a long way and become addicted.