Yvette Francaise

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“A Light in the Dark Part Thirty-One: A New Chapter!” by Yvette Francaise

Derrick:Stepping out of the diner, the smell of grease had me wondering when I would stop smelling like a kitchen. Untying my wild mop of hair, my eyes scanned the parking lot for my new car. Where did it go? Wiping my palms on my chef’s pants, a crunching noise had me spinning on my heels. Shadowy hands ripped me back, a rotten stench nauseating me. Landing roughly, fog curled off the dark dirt. Dead trees twisted into the sky, the scarlet moon sending chills up my spine. Smelling my breath, there was no alcohol on it. Scratching my head as...

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“Death and Howls Part One: A New Flight Takes Off!” by Yvette Francaise

Mother sobbed gently, pride glistening in her eyes. Her fluffy wolf ears pinned back, her tail wagging underneath the skirt of her silver Victorian style gown. Her silver left eye contrasted her golden right eye beautifully, a sparse amount of wrinkles defining her age. Her fang chewed on her bottom lips, my worn leather bag swinging in her dragon hand. Everyone else had bid me farewell, my heart desiring a few moments alone with her. Burying her into a bear hug, my eighteen year old body now towered over her by nearly seven inches. Emotions...

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“Tusks and Daggers Part Sixty-One: The Eclipse of A New Era!” by Yvette Francaise

Lottie:News of a solar eclipse had me rushing around my castle, Darwin bouncing at my heels. Lust had sent the army of the underworld to protect the cities the moment the solar eclipse destroys the protection spells. Guiding him to the door with our other boys, his protest fell on deaf ears as I shoved him into Viktor’s arms. Kissing the top of his head, silent tears stained his cheeks. Crouching down to his level, his body smashed into mine. Burying his head into my shoulder, his tears dripped off of my silver armor. The poor darling had to...

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“A Light in the Dark Part Thirty: A Selfie to Win Them All!” by Yvette Francaise

Uncle Mike and Lucifer shifted uncomfortably next to me, the library had requested our assistance again. An increase of rotting souls and demons had surrounded the place, pride glistening in my eyes at their request for my assistance. Smoothing out my soft emerald dress, the wool felt cozy. The dress clung to my bump, the thing doubling to a noticeable size in record time. Staring out the window of the library, our looks of disdain matched to a tee. Wondering what had drawn them here, a glowing gem caught my eyes. Spinning on my heels, I sau...

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“Tusks and Daggers Part Sixty: A Nutty Day!” by Yvette Francaise

Sir. Acorn: Darwin hummed next to me, his scythe spinning his palm. Feeding me a nut, Rosey chattered on the top of his head. Tommy leapt onto his shoulder, his head rubbing his cheek. Wondering what we were doing wandering about a strange forest, Darwin was keeping us in the dark. The forest was just outside the castle, his finger scratching behind my ear.  “We need to cheer up my mom. I thought I could bring her something from home.” He sang gleefully, his ivory blouse fluttering in the breeze. “Life has been a little tough on her. Do...

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“A Light in the Dark Part Twenty-Nine: The Rot Behind the Beauty!” by Yvette Francaise

A portal swirled in front of me, Victoria and Boomer appearing at my side. Gripping my scythe with an anxious smile, a decaying museum taunted me. Stepping through the portal, it sealed shut behind us. Paintings of all styles played like movies, the serene scenes clashing with the dark ones. Empty footfalls echoed all around me, a sharpened paintbrush whistled by my head. The paintbrush quivered in the wall, our heads turning slowly behind us. A rotting painter tilted his head to the left, maggots squirming underneath his gray skin. A torn p...

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“Tusks and Dagger Fifty-Nine: Witch Side to Choose?” by Yvette Francaise

Nightshade:Cauchemar paced behind me, his robes dancing with every stomp. Running his hand through his hair, something was eating at him. Ice crept out from underneath his feet, a blast of ice causing me to leap into the air.  “Get me Lottie! I am too weak right now to get her myself!” He roared thunderously, picking me up by my throat. “Poison her. I need her gone to take over what belongs to me! Go to the silver castle and say you need help. Poison her once you have her trust. If you fail I will kill you like I did to your family. Go!...

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“A Light in the Dark Part Twenty-Eight: A Lighthouse and Horns!” by Yvette Francaise

A cold breeze nipped my cheeks, the decaying lighthouse towering behind me. Holding my slightly bigger bump, Victoria appeared next to me with a lovely smile on her lips. Boomer barked a few feet ahead of us, his nose pointing towards the storm approaching. A lighthouse keeper had rotted and his dark spirit had been possessing people to jump into the choppy waves on the surface. Lightning danced across the sky with another clap of thunder, my eyes catching a man in a cable knit sweater and torn jacket dashing into the lighthouse. Spinning m...

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“Tusks and Daggers Part Fifty-Eight: A Vampire and a Bit of Home!” by Yvette Francaise

Emmie: Lottie sat on her seat, a sadness resting in her eyes. Smoothing out her silver robes, her broken smile met my bright smile. Her request to go by herself was odd, guilt eating at me for asking her to help me hunt down a monster at my train station.  “Are you okay?” I inquired with genuine concern, a wave of her hand doing little to quell my nerves. Staring out the w...

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“A Light in the Dark Part Twenty-Seven: A Day With Dad!” by Yvette Francaise

Lily:Harboring a secret from him was hard, excitement buzzed in my eyes. Running his hand through his hair, his kind gaze rested on me. Tugging on my scarlet sweatshirt dress, the pocket over my stomach hid my bump. Ruffling my hair, the sleeve of his scarlet velvet suit brushed against my cheek.  “We are doing the maintenance work on a library and museum. Then tonight we have to guard the place.” He informed me with a crooked grin, his hand resting on his hip. “I have been waiting so long for a day like this.” Smiling softly to myself,...

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“Tusks and Daggers Part Fifty-Seven: Lust Finds her Home!” by Yvette Francaise

Lust:Wondering why Somy would propose all over again, perhaps it was a chance to have the reception that they deserved. It had been small but I had a feeling that he wanted a royal wedding with everyone involved. Then again, she did ask him instead. Wondering when my soulmate would show up, a tap on my hand had me leaping into the air. Lottie waved up at me, her long waves danced in the wind. Tugging on her emerald wool dress, her scythe spun in her palm.  “Do you want to get out of here?” She asked with a tired smile, both of us starin...

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“A Light in the Dark Part Twenty-Six: The Stab of the Past” by Yvette Francaise

Dean: Waking up in my old bedroom, a quiet fear burned in my heart at my uncle’s footsteps blocking out the light. Stumbling back, a clammy sweat drenched my skin. The older version of me kicked the door, one stripe of silver  separating our current appearances. A kitchen knife sparkled in the light of the yellow moon, my body trembling. Trying to scream, nothing would come out. Each ...

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“Tusks and Dagger Part Fifty-Six: To Run or Not to Run!” by Yvette Francaise

Darwin: Helios jumped around me, a shadowy hand ripped us through. Tommy leapt in at the last minute, the three of us standing in some sort of a depressing landscape of gray dead trees. Jumping onto my shoulders, his tail tickled my nose. Shadows darted around me, my hand rested on my hip. Pulling out my scythe, the stench of death tainted the air. Picking up Helios, his tongue licked my ...

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“A Light in the Dark Part Twenty-Five: The Dullahan of It All. ” by Yvette Francaise

Holding a lantern, the flame refused to give off decent light. Victoria had been kicked out along with Boomer. Huffing in a simmering pool of rage, my job was to find a trapped dullahan and throw this rotting spirit into Hell. The sarcasm was rich in my thoughts, the smell of gas soaked strings wafted up my nose. Throwing my lantern on the brick pathway, the flames danced over to the strings. Orange flames lit up the nig...

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“Tusks and Dagger Part Fifty-Five: A Dry Life. ” by Yvette Francaise

Boran: Tapping my chin, the demon lords decided it was going to be a boys’ night while we were hunting some kind of monster in the woods nearby. Wishing that I could drink with them, I thought it would be better to give up the juice. It wasn’t becoming a problem in that sense but it was doing nothing for me, a long sigh pouring from my lips. The boys sipped on a glass of beer, both of the...

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I am a stay at home mother who likes to write my sadness away. Also I like to create strong female main characters who aren't perfect, but are stronger for that. I write to take people to the story, and away from real life just for a moment. Enjoy my adventures.