A retelling of Jack and the Beanstalk! Kicking rocks along the street, boots worn, and short ginger colored hair-this is the outward look of a girl with many secrets, most of which she doesn't even know. Jackie is a rough seventeen year old girl, hardened by the loss of her parents. Today is the ceremony of the Storytelling of Jack, a warrior who protected her quaint village from an aggressive giant. Every year the once poor orphaned boy is celebrated for his achievements. Jackie looks on to Jack for inspiration, and dreams to climb up the Beanstalk just like him. But she can't. Or at least, not without some help. Magic flowing to the tips of her fingers, huddled over a notebook made of flower petals, scrambling with a green pen is the giant, so far above. She sits on her cloud, sighing as she nostalgically feels something she cannot remember. It's fluid like soothing water, but passionately burning like fire at same time, a magic she can't even begin to place. The memories are so palpable, yet so far away-a still emptiness. Who will fill the hole inside her heart? Cover by: @Akaijo

It's been four months since Howl got his heart back, and Sophie is more than a little annoyed that the happily ever after that she was promised hasn't exactly occurred yet. As a matter of fact, Howl hasn't said a thing about it ever since. Cleaning, arguments, and misunderstandings ensue, and Sophie hopes there may just be a little romance along the way too. (Howl's Moving Castle, Diana Wynne Jones)

"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?" "Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust. "Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. "And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. He's as good as dead then. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? I don't think so. It wasn't simple. She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. Without falling for his charm. NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY. I REPEAT NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it. WARNING : STORY WRITTEN BY ME WHEN I WAS A LOT MORE IMMATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.