Yvette Francaise

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021

Stories (186)

186 Stories

563 karma pts

?

“Tusks and Daggers Part Five: A Curse for a Curse” by Yvette Francaise

The empty child’s playground looked eerie, the swings swinging by themselves.  The moonlight bathed us, a gentle hissing sound alerting Boran, the twins, and me.  Another giant snake slithered around us, a tiny scream tumbling from my lips.  Snakes, I hated snakes.  Sprinting on top of the slide, we all waited for the real enemy.  We didn’t have to wait long, a skeletal man swallowed by black wool robes clicked out.  A black bowler hat sat on his head, a giant black sword sitting on his hip.  Red eyes met m...

2 comments 2
Read story

“Tusks and Daggers Part Four: The Curse of the Dagger” by Yvette Francaise

The trees blew around me, a blonde haired woman in a red silk blouse and blue jeans held my mother’s dagger.  Her green eyes stared down at my mother’s dagger, no age on it.  A brown haired man ran up next to her, his brown eyes gazing lovingly at her.  She passed it onto a blonde haired girl that looked like me, the sky turning red.  The scene faded to a dingy room in a decaying apartment building, the mother and father were lying lifelessly on a thin red blanket.  The little girl was crying, her tiny hands gripping...

2 comments 2
Read story

“Tusks and Daggers Part Three: A Black Heart” by Yvette Francaise

A brick building loomed in front of us, the red sky thundering.  It looked like the high schools I had seen at home, but in much better condition.  Creatures of all types streamed into the building, the bland gray blazer and gray skirt disappointing me.  My heart skipped a beat, Boran standing next to me in his black uniform.  Adjusting our ties, we joined the stream of students.  A blonde woman stopped up in our tracks, her pinched face only causing her more wrinkles.   “You too are the new students, Jon...

2 comments 2
Read story

“Tusks and Daggers Part Two: So We Meet.” by Yvette Francaise

The ground cracked open, a black snake slithering through the town.  The flames of the torches reflected on the scales, Boran pulling out his new sword made of the strongest black steel in our dimension.  My fingers gripping my mother’s dagger, blue marks lighting up my arm.  Launching myself out of the window, Boran followed suit.  The snake slithered away, Boran sprinting after it.  “So you fell for it.” Lafia’s black boots landed in front of us, her brow cocking. “I am going to kill you here and now.  My lo...

4 comments 4
Read story

“Tusks and Daggers Part One: A Cry for Help” by Yvette Francaise

“Help us.” A voice called out in my dream, my eyes scanning what must have been a different dimension. “We need your help.”  A shrill alarm sounded in my dream.   A small bit of rage burned in my eyes, as I smacked my head on my headboard.  Today was the day that I was expected to be crowned the next Lady of Light, but I didn’t want it.  That was what I was expected to be, and yet the very thought of it nauseated me.  My long blond hair fluttered in the wind, my chocolate brown eyes scanning the sunny land bef...

2 comments 2
Read story

“Gears and Hearts Part Seventeen: Light fights the Darkness” by Yvette Francaise

Scarlet pulled out an ancient computer, the machine creaking to life in her home.  She shot me a sweet smile, taking my hands.  Warmth oozed from her eyes, a map appearing on the screen.  Tilting my head in confusion, she zoomed in on a blinking red dot.  “What is this technology?” I queried oddly, poking the screen. “Is this a real computer?  I thought they all died out.”  Shaking her head, a soft chuckle tumbled from her lips.  Shuffling uncomfortably, my trembling fingers grasped the rim of my hat.&nbs...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Heart Part Sixteen: The Final Rose Falls” by Yvette Francaise

The village ahead had the air of normalcy with the people bustling around.  Various stone houses lined the cobblestone street, slight tension in all of their eyes.  Their false smiles were all hiding something, Lottie pulling out of my train of thought.  Her green velvet dress blew in the wind, her blonde hair up in a side braid.   “They seem to be hiding something.” She pointed out, Viktor wrapping his arms around my waist. “No one is really smiling for real at all.”  Boran ran up next to her in his cute blac...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Hearts Part Fifteen: The Puff of Hope” by Yvette Francaise

My phoenix sat on my shoulder, the dry grass crunching underneath my feet.  Thorns pricked my finger as I pushed them aside, small drops of blood appearing on my skin.  Two dwarves were yelling at each other from opposite homes.  One was a black shack, while the other one was a pristine white cottage.  Blue eyes met mine, a woman dwarf with dry white hair flying around her plump face.  A simple khaki dress drifted around her stout body, the male dwarf glared in my direction.  His brown wool vest popped against h...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Heart Part Fourteen: A Shot through the Heart. ” by Yvette Francaise

Miss Midnight’s hat sat on my head, her last smile flashing in my face.  Looking out at the changing scenery, my gaze fell on an ornate theater whose lights were twinkling.  Hang on a moment, I thought movies were dead.  The horses whinnied as the tires creaked to a stop.  “Gone with the Wind” was sprawled across the pristine white base.  Leaping out of the wagon, the theater doors swung open.  Something was off here, a dark energy drifting off of the building.  Our feet passed the threshold, the doors slam...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Hearts Part Thirteen: Til Death We Will be Friends or Maybe Always.” by Yvette Francaise

A sea of tombstones surrounded us, dead trees twisting around us.  Grass grew tall over the decaying cemetery’s ground.  Lottie ran in front of me, reading every single tombstone. Boran chased after her, Viktor standing by my side.  Something felt off here, William was sulking behind us.  Oakley flew back to me with an urgent look on her face, words failing to come out of her lips.   “What is wrong Oakley?” I asked, trying to get her to calm down. “What did you see or something like that?”  Saying nothing...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Hearts Part Twelve: A Dagger of Truth” by Yvette Francaise

“Why are we at a carnival ball?” I whined, fussing with my scarlet ball gown. “I am horrible at these things.”  Viktor tied my hair up into a pearl net, passing me a scarlet butterfly mask.  My heart beat out of my chest, Viktor looking incredibly handsome in velvet tailcoat, and black dress shirt.  A black vest caught my eyes, a golden pocket watch dangling from his chest pocket.   “The energy is off here.” Oakley explained as her wings buzzed in my ears. “The host of the ball has been inviting random people to hi...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Heart Part Eleven: Photo of Light” by Yvette Francaise

“Let’s get married.” Viktor suggested as he lay next to me in a lush green field. “I want to make you my wife and -”  My finger pressed against his lips, his face flushing with embarrassment.     He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, a random female voice jerking me out of our moment.  A flash blinded me, light spots bouncing around my eyes.  She held out a picture, a shocked Viktor and  me staring back at me.  A black haired woman in a simple black dress stood over us, her red eyes glittered joyfully.&n...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Heart Part Ten: Nightmare of my Heart” by Yvette Francaise

The ghostly librarian waved goodbye to us, our horses clomping away.  Silence hung between us, Viktor looking over at me oddly.  This was to be expected because I haven’t spoken a single word since yesterday.  Even Lottie was watching me intensely, everyone making me feel awkward.  Birds chirped cheerfully around me, my black silk dress feeling wrong on my skin.  Tears welled up in my eyes, the bright morning sunshine feeling wrong.   “Are you okay, my darling?” William queried, his hand touching my shoul...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Heart Part Nine: The Haunted Library” by Yvette Francaise

Our wagon sat on the edge of town, Vinci loading up the last of our needed supplies.  A grave look perched on her face, her lips pressing together tightly.  Concern flashed in her eyes, a sad smile dimming her lively face.   “I wish you didn’t have to go.  I actually really love your hair.  It is so fresh to see.” She whined softly, taking my hand. “Avoid the haunted library.  The legend is that the last librarian burned it down, or so they say.  Regardless, many have seeked a certain book in the wre...

0 comments 0
Read story

“Gears and Heart Part Eight: The Dragon and The Phoenix” by Yvette Francaise

“We need money for supplies.” Viktor groaned, rubbing his forehead. “I have no clue how to do it.”  A startled glance at me, his eyes watched Little Lottie bounce up with a poster of some sorts.  Childish playfulness glinted in her eyes, a devilish grin dancing across her face.   “This person named Vinci is holding a talent show in the town square.” She chirped excitedly, the cobblestone crumbling beneath her feet. “Although the prize money should go to their streets.”  Rolling my eyes, I smoothed out my silk purpl...

0 comments 0
Read story

Author bio

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.