Alternatepov Stories

Everyone knows what Jack found at the top of the beanstalk. No one ever asked who opened the door. High above the clouds, a giant's wife lives a quiet life until a hungry boy appears on her doorstep. She feeds him. She hides him from her husband. And when he escapes safely, she thinks that is the end of it. Then he comes back. And the next time, something is missing. Told from the giant's wife's point of view, The True Story of Jack and the Beanstalk is a darker retelling of the familiar fairy tale. About mercy, theft, fear, and what happens when kindness is mistaken for permission.

Another look at the story" Take My Hand, Fore I Cannot Go on Without You." See how Hannah and Morgan feel about the whole ordeal. Created: 27 July 2014 Completed: 27 July 2014 Updated: 22 April 2023

This is the opening scene for The Contingency Plan (a short story) retold from Prince Efren's POV. The published short story is told entirely from Prince Marcelo's POV. BLURB - The Contingency Plan A sheltered prince. A sudden death. An unexpected choice. How will Prince Marcelo react to discovering he's The Contingency Plan? For eighteen years, there has been peace between Sheburat and the kingdom of Zioneven. The untimely death of a princess throws the marriage arrangement-the final phase to complete the terms of the treaty-into disarray, and the contingency plan is put into motion. Now the Crown Prince of Zioneven gets to make his own choice from among the princess's younger siblings. As a rare royal son in the matriarchal sovereignty of Sheburat, Prince Marcelo grew up knowing he would never marry. Never. Royal sons did not marry. Period. Except, Prince Efren isn't from Sheburat, and he has other plans. The Contingency Plan is available for purchase, here: http://books2read.com/ContingencyPlan-AA Review snippets/links and a long excerpt can be found here: https://authoraddisonalbright.com/my-publications/stand-alone-stories/the-contingency-plan/

Delanie Hope MacArthur: call her what you may-wild, poet, orphan. But never by what haunts her most, where she came from before the Jefferson's arrived and saved her from the group home for "troubled" girls. Jamie (Jameson) Turner: athlete, know-it-all, son of famous country singer who's now come out with a divisive secret that could wreck his entire life as he knows it. Two teens brought together by circumstances no one should ever have to experience yet together they discover that maybe hope is possible amid the chaos.

Set in the world of S.E. Hinton's The Outsiders, this fic is told from Darry's point of view in the days leading up to the church incident. Updated every Tuesday and Friday :)

Some wounds never heal. Some truths are buried for a reason. Aria Bennett thought university would be her chance to start over. Instead, she finds herself sharing an apartment with Evren Ashcroft-the one person who can't forgive her for a tragedy that neither of them truly understands. As old accusations resurface and long-buried secrets begin to unravel, they're forced to confront a past built on lies, grief, and misplaced blame before it destroys them both. Because sometimes... when the ice breaks, so does every lie.

The crowd's initial alarm at our appearance quickly changed to cheers and shouts of "District Twelve!" Every head was turned our way; every eye was trained on us. I froze up, terrified of all the attention, until I caught a glimpse of Katniss beside me. In the deepening twilight, the firelight illuminated her face. She seemed to be leaving a trail of fire behind her. I saw her lift her chin, put on her most winning smile, and wave with her free hand. Katniss was radiant, her figure wreathed in flames. She noticed me staring, and glanced at me with a small smile before looking back out at the crowd and blowing kisses. That smile brought a grin to my lips, and I waved to the crowd as well, filled with an odd glow, my fingers intertwined with Katniss'. The crowd screamed our names, desperate for our smiles and waves. No one will forget us. Katniss and Peeta. The girl on fire. And the boy in love. ***** Peeta has always hated his mother. Peeta has always baked bread. And Peeta has always loved Katniss Everdeen. Only one problem: she doesn't know he exists. But when Peeta gets a chance to save her, can he give up everything? Or will fear and self-preservation destroy his narrow shot at true happiness, and -dare he say it- true love? (The hunger games from Peeta's POV. Some differences from the original.) Amazing cover by @CupcakeTheAuthor

Annabeth Chase & The Olympians: The Lightning Thief Ever wondered how the Percy Jackson series would look like from Annabeth's point of view? Disclaimer: I do not own the PJO series nor do I own any of the characters.

She gave him different names: the Dandelion, the Boy with the Bread, Friend, Ally, Foe, Lover. This is his story. Peeta's own POV of The Hunger Games.

We all know their story from Feyre's point of view, but what about Rhys? This is book one of Rhys' point of view of the events that occurred from the end of A Court of Thorns and Roses onward. *I do not own the rights to these characters. Everything is owned by SJM.

"Girl meets boy. Cold meets warm. And yet, this is not a love story." Deep bonds intertwined eversince that fateful winter, leading to a meaningful relationship that will tread the most risky uncharted territories, and a friendship that will serve as a solace for the two unlikely people. But are four seasons enough to test the strength of one friendship? Or will it crumble and lose its way like the passing of seasons? Is friendship enough, or is there something more undiscovered?

She knew. She always knew. That to every action laid a consequence. Every stumble lead to a fall, and every fall lead to broken bones and knuckles cut deep. Every falter, a death, and with every death yet another drop added to the sea of crimson blood whose tides clawed at her feet and beckoned her deeper. Every hesitation always followed with pain, the pain only a sharpened blade could bring that slashed with intent to kill. To every dream, an all consuming void brimmed with nothing but the echoed howling of whale song and endless blackened eyes staring back at her. Always watching. And she knew most of all, that what laid upon her left hand... Would be her unraveling. Or This story will be made up of replies from multiple roleplays that I've combined, all are connected with my Dishonored OC, Laven. The story will tell of her life and experiences as she matures and finds out for herself what it truly means to find a purpose in a world that isn't kind to things who rise from where they are meant to stay. With the harsh reality of her world, Laven will face many challenges and difficulties. She will meet many peculiar individuals and will embark on many strange adventures. This is mostly just a story to help me get better at character building and story telling. Also this is a chance for me to share and put all of my Dishonored roleplays into one (hopefully) singular story line. Since I'm gathering all this content from previous roleplays, I can't take all the writing credit for myself. I've had multiple rp partners on amino who've made this possible. Although, I may alter some of their replies to better fit the story. All in all, I'm excited to see how this will turn out 👏

Every rose, no matter how beautiful, has its thorns. It's the same with people. You think you know someone? Guess again. They'll either support you or stab you in the back. As we've said, every rose has its thorns.

IN WHICH.... Sage Bucella and Lydia Cole search for their classmates, who seem to have vanished into thin air

What happened to Nico in Tartarus.

this is a different point of view of my friend @httpmintyyoongi story "just co workers"

"when everything's made to be broken, i just want you to know who i am." Chris has loved Iris forever, but when she falls in love with someone else he wants her more than ever. How far will he go to win her heart? A sturniolo fanfiction!