Pip and Herbert go on a trip to Egypt! Along the way, they begin to discover and explore things about themselves they never thought possible. Bromance ensues. Modern Day AU.

A midnight conversation between Pip and Estella set a few months after the original story ends.

This rewrite of the Great Expectations chapter 59 highlights the personality changes of Estella and the more mature Pip.

What became of Pip and Estella after Great Expectations, did they stay together? An English paper by me turned Epilogue for an ambiguous book ending written by the great author, Charles Dickens! No S/S/I or general inappropriateness. young adult friendly.

An alternate ending to Dickens' Great Expectations. One where Estella and Pip end up together.

Every single morning I wake up and feel the same. Every single day I open my eyes and – whether there is sun streaming through the crack in the blind or rain pounding outside or thunder or howling wind –I still feel it; joy. That pure untarnished excitement. Love, unrequited and all consuming. An overwhelming desire to leap out of bed and embrace the day. My day. Our day. That day.

The diary entries of Biddy during Great Expectations.

An Alternate Ending to Charles Dickens' Classic

"Estella just has to travel down the path that she was given, without retreating or turning back. She has to take one step after the other down the dreaded aisle without looking behind her, and now she has run out of time." A short snapshot of Estella walking down the aisle to marry Drummle.

A poem adapted from a passage of Great Expectations, under the perspective of Pip, in his young adulthood speaking to Stella

A short epilogue for Great Expectations I wrote after reading the book. Disclaimer: rights go to Charles Dickens for creating GE.

This is my own take loosely Great Expectations, as the protagonist Jack as he progresses through his life. There is drama, action, despair and hope as Jack finds himself in various locations as he recollects on the telling of his life.

Just a moment when Pip begins to realize a few things. Disclaimer inside. Reviews are very welcome! It is a very light T. Just chose that because of the darker themes.

A few years have passed since the ending in Great Expectations. Estella and Pip are married now with a toddler visiting Pip s old friend Biddy who is married to Joe with a toddler of their own. What happens when Pip comes with the family for Christmas. Is Estella redeemed from her past completely?

A monologue I wrote some time ago from Estella's point of view. How is she coping with her inability to care for people? What does Pip really mean to her? Or Miss Havisham? Read and find out!

Oneshot. Estella's perspective on Pip and Miss Havisham. Will she too become a ghost in Satis House?

A "ten years later" fic (originally written for a class assignment)

I want to get a few things straight... This is a monologue written by ME. I did NOT take material from anywhere else. Please don't review if you're just leaving spam comments. This is a monologue from the perspective of lonely Miss Havisham. I wrote this when I just started studying the novel Great Expectations so these were my first interpretations. Many thanks for reading!

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I read Great Expectations a while ago, and throughout the whole thing, I was rooting for a sort of certain... twist. An impossible twist. Anyway, Pip and Herbert were giving off a vibe, so I wrote a little story hinting at what I wanted to happen. It's a little weird, but I thought I'd put it up here anyway.

Honestly, I didn't like Great Expectations. Miss Havisham is pretty cool, though. In a spiteful, controlling way. Granted, most of her behavior in the book wasn't to make someone fall in love with her, but I couldn't resist adapting it.

i was to make men drink their tears and eat the bread of sorrows. poem.

"Gone was the quick, flashing eye that irritated my sensibilities and quickened my heart when we were younger. Her beauty had faded into a shadow of her brilliance during those winter nights in society. That evening on the hallowed grounds of our meeting place, she picked her steps slowly, content to leave her hand in mine." Pip and Estella, at the end of all things.

A little poem of how Estella felt when she was a child...

Pip is visited by a young ghost. (Trying out an idea, please, if you're into it, leave a review. Then I know I can continue. Thank you.)