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Pada tahun kedua pernikahan, Yvette Thiel hamil. Yvette penuh dengan kebahagiaan, tetapi dia mendapat perjanjian perceraian. Dalam kecelakaan mobil, Yvette tergeletak dalam genangan darah dan memohon kepada Lance Wolseley untuk menyelamatkan anak mereka, tetapi Lance pergi dengan kekasihnya dalam pelukannya. Yvette merasa putus asa dan perlahan menutup matanya. Kemudian, terdengar bahwa Lance dari New York memiliki nama yang tabu, dan tidak ada yang bisa menyebutkannya. Di pernikahan, Lance tiba-tiba menjadi gila. Dia berlutut di tanah dan melihat wanita kejam itu dengan mata merah. "Anda hamil dengan anak saya. Siapa yang ingin Anda nikahi?"

Alexander who pose as Lex is Bridget's personal guard he's in her life to fulfill his dad's wish Bridget a caring, peaceful and humane girl tries to accommodate him with their differences will Bridget find out who Lex truly is and why he is there or will this Sharad continue and for how long

The cathedral was a stunning sight, adorned with exquisite floral decorations that did nothing but added to it's grandeur. "We are here today," The priest began, his tone rich and commanding. "To witness the union of Manuel and Yvette in holy matrimony". "Before we proceed, if there is anyone here who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace" . . . . . . "I object!". " On what grounds do you object, young man?". This marriage cannot proceed as it would be unlawful. A married woman cannot marry again not when I , her husband is still hale and healthy". Yvette Jasmin, a rising and well-known actress was over the moon about her upcoming wedding. She flew to Paris for her bachelorette party with her friends, however while drunk she haphazardly married an unknown guy who turns out to be her Brother-in-law, the man who had secretly harbored feelings for her for decades. But now entangled, he couldn't help it. Crashing her wedding was another thing, possessively claiming her was another. Whosoever wanted to get to her would have to pass through this wife slave husband.

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Yvette Matthews had a great early childhood. She had loving parents that has given her a great life. Her father was a 5-star master chef while her mother was a well known patissier in the culinary world. Her life was great but all of that changed when her parents got into a car accident and died. Yvette was orphaned at a tender age of six years old. In her parent’s wake, a middle aged man with his ten year old son came. He told Yvette that he was her parents’ friend from college and was willing to adopt Yvette. Her having no next of kin and rather than her going into foster care, the adults in the foster agency agreed after checking the man’s background. It was known that the middle aged man was the CEO of a large 5-star hotel and restaurant group that not only operated in the country but around the world. Yvette lived a life as a princess being doted by her stepfather and stepbrother. Even though she lived a life full of luxury, she stayed humble and studied hard to be a good chef and patissier like her parents. She loved her new family, and she harbored romantic feelings with her stepbrother, Joseph Hamilton. Something she kept a secret since she knew her feelings cannot be reciprocated. But all of that changed when her stepfather died of old age. When the lawyer of his stepfather read his last will leaving seventy percent of his fortune to Yvette including the rights to the Hamilton hotels. This shocked many especially her stepbrother, Joseph, since he was only left with thirty percent. But there was a clause in the will, that Jospeh could be the CEO if he marries Yvette and they produce an heir. Her life started to turn gray since Joseph was forced to leave his current girlfriend whom Yvette knew he loved so much and marry her to get the CEO title. Joseph’s kindness and pampering turned into hate and disgust. He became cold and aloof, coming home late and going to work early in the morning. Yvette’s only solace was the son she bore with Joseph on their wedding night. She poured all of her love to her little son. But fate was cruel to her once again when she found out that Joseph was seeing his ex-girlfriend once again. Hearing from someone that they were meeting in a hotel room, she mustered the courage to confront them. Yvette saw the ex-girlfriend in the hotel room wearing sexy lingerie. They got in the heated argument. “Seph does bot love you.” The ex-girlfriend said. “He just married you to get the position that should be rightfully his!” She shouted. “Do you not think I know that?!” Shouted Yvette. “But he is still married to me!” The two were pulling each other’s hair in the hotel balcony which is located at the 43rd floor. They both went over the railed in the heat of the moment and they were holding for dear life. “Dianne!” Joseph voice was heard inside the hotel room. “S-Seph!” The ex-girlfriend shouted. “Help me!” “Dianne!” Joseph was alarmed to see her hanging on the balcony. “Yvette? Why are you here?!” He sounded surprised. “H-Help me.” Yvette cried. “Hold on! I am going to get you out.” Joseph said but he pulled his ex-girlfriend first and took off his coat to put on to her. Yvette’s heart was crushed. She knew in that time that who Joseph really loved was Dianne and not her. This erased all of her hope on being loved and had let go. She felt her body falling for a long time. Yvette’s body felt light and she thought that she had now thrown all of her guilt and the burden in the loveless relationship. She wished that in her next life, she would not have this kind of love once again. But then she opened her eyes once again, to the day when the lawyer would read her stepfather’s last will. “I will changed my fate.” Yvette thought. “In this life, I will not be drowned in a loveless marriage with my stepbrother.”

Imagine an (all-girls) magic academy for witches to control their developing powers, closely tied to sexuality, and here nobody particularly cares how or on whom the students use their power, but enforcing an eye for an eye when the academy does. Now add (temporary) inanimate transformation magic. Finish the story with an introverted protagonist who would rather not be there with a bit of yuri on the side (though not always with the main character), and this novel was born. However, the protagonist first has to get there. . . Yvette unexpected wakes up seemingly kidnapped, but with no idea who she is or what happened to her. On the other hand, the authorites at the academy seem to be hiding something about this. However, maybe just enjoying academy life is good enough. . . on second thought this place is just as terrifying as the streets. Story, synopis, or parts thereof may be modified or rewritten in the future. Cover generated with AI and Digital Manipulation Software. Warning: [Mature Content] No rape but non-consent is present as well as attempted rape/sex trafficking or allusions of these. Be prepared for some very strange scenarios as well as sex in later chapters. Also death of characters may be present alongside violence in the novel (but not intended to be graphic or excessive). Note "Unwilling" in title does not refer to consent but to a plot element and insecurity which will become evident in later chapters.

In the second year of marriage, Yvette Thiel was pregnant. Yvette was full of joy, but she got a divorce agreement. In a car accident, Yvette lay in a pool of blood and begged Lance Wolseley to save their child, but Lance left with his sweetheart in his arms. Yvette was disheartened and slowly closed her eyes. Later, it was heard that Lance from New York had a taboo name, and no one could mention it. At the wedding, Lance suddenly went crazy. He knelt on the ground and looked at the cruel woman with red eyes. "You are pregnant with my child. Who do you want to marry?"

Meet Yvette, the supposed "Wicked Witch of The West." However, there isn't much wicked left in her nowadays. She is now retired from that old position and greatly enjoys her time as a shopkeeper, watching as people come in and out, enjoying the trinkets and blankets that she has. There couldn't possibly be a better life, and this is exactly what this is, a great life. So please join Yvette on her not so grand adventure, as she enjoys all the little things in life. Just a small heads up, I procrastinate and occasionally have the will to update any of the stories I write, so if there isn't an update in a while, don't worry. This is a hobby for me, and I will not make this a chore/job. I hope you understand well, and have a good day.

Yvette finds herself transported to the future, expecting a world of extravagance and high-tech wonders, where she can indulge in gourmet food delights, and appreciate all upon evolved handsome men in the world. However... It's the apocalypse! It's the apocalypse! It's the apocalypse!!! And it's a parallel world's apocalypse! Talk about being unlucky; it needs to be said three times. Not only does she suffer from malnutrition and a lack of curves, but she's also constantly exposed to radiation, leaving her thin and sickly. This is a sign for mutation and death... But wait, what's this? Being radiation-resistant might actually grant her superpowers? In a world teeming with radiation-induced crises, how will a human stranded amidst ecological fissures survive? Travel through the apocalypse, Yvette must navigate this knowledge-scarce world, save handsome men, Amidst the chaos of the apocalypse, Yvette finds herself embarking on romantic adventures with various handsome men, each encounter offering a unique flavor of love in the end times...

My breath hitched, her mismatched eyes meeting mine. Her golden cat eye matched the scarlet reaper’s eyes, her white hair brightening to match the various oranges and reds of my eyes. Bruises covered her skin, a defiant snarl curled on her determined face. Lowering my feet, something was about to happen. All four elements swirled in her broken soul, her immortality capturing my eyes. There was no way another immortal existed, my glass of water spilling the moment I leaned onto the table. Silent tears slid down her cheeks, her inky fingernails extending into claws. My cock stiffened at her five foot seven hourglass figure, my eyes tracing the diamond chain bikini as it draped over her flat stomach. Another desire brewed in me, something telling me to take her now. Whispering something in her ears, low growls rumbled in her throat. Shaking off her hot temper, she stood straight up. “I am Ellasandra and I am excellent at cooking and cleaning. I am the wife of your dreams. Besides, I am a virgin after all.” She chirped with a false smile, her thighs rubbing together. “I have prepared a dance for you. Please enjoy!” Pressing her palms together, a scarlet circle glowed underneath her. Every step of her seductive dance unlocked another gate, the audience none the wiser.

Alice and her friends venture onto the infamous Halloween Street. Chaos breaks out, leaving just her and Syphron. He is a lord of Hell. Can they work through the climb to the throne? Read to find out!

"Get up!" A cold voice rang in Chuck Cannon's ears. The next second, the quilt on him was completely lifted. Chuck rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman. He sighed and felt a little uncomfortable. The beautiful woman in front of him was Yvette Jordan, who was four or five years older than Chuck. She was adopted by Chuck's grandfather and was groomed to be his bride since young. But since his grandfather's death, her attitude towards Chuck had become more and more terrible. "You useless piece of trash, your face even pisses me off!" Yvette's beautiful face was full of disgust. “...” Chuck frowned and tried not to take Yvette's words to heart. "Let me tell you, I have done my best to support you. If you don't behave yourself, I will chase you out of this house."

#webnovel_spirity2022_submission “Three days. Any more minute than that, you better start preparing to return home without a single penny,” slamming the documents on the table, Irvyn Collins left the meeting room, with a face devoid of any emotions. Irvyn Collins, a 28-year-old businessman, started his own clothing line at a young age. This meritorious young man has been famous for his sharp business antics in Westford City, while his closest friend Josh Nelson always termed him as a ‘cold-hearted ba$tard’. Irvyn never knew what emotions really are, as whatever people show around him seemed a facade. Until one day, he met a girl, a young girl on the verge of crumbling down into pieces, and her crystal clear sky blue eyes were letting out tears like raindrops, that’s when he knew for the first time, what emotions are, and how strong and true it is. Yvette Juan, a 20-year-old young girl, came to the city holding her boyfriend’s hand, with a heart full of dreams. Aspired to be a worthy fashion designer, and work for the city’s top brand clothing line “Midnight Glam”, she started working really hard with her studies. But as her boyfriend betrayed her and married someone else, she was lost momentarily in her life from now on. And her life tangled up even more, after meeting the cold-hearted CEO of her dream company, Irvyn Collins. Will the stone-hearted, and dull sense of emotions of Irvyn, learn to see his world under different lights, in the presence of someone as bright and free-spirited as Yvette? — — — — — — Hiya people, it’s me, NamCandy! Brought another attempt of mine once again. After working so hard on my first book, I felt such a feeling of accomplishment, I couldn’t resist doing another writing among those countless of ideas I had. Attempting Contemporary romance was this hard I never knew, so it was strange yet challenging. Hope that I can make yall happy with my Irvyn and Yvette pair! The book is my Spirity 2022 entry, so make sure to show support >

“I am Celeste Luna, the illegitimate daughter of the clan’s Luna.” I barked bitterly, landing gracefully on the ground. “I highly doubt that I am your mate. I am just a nobody. The only way out is a mark from my mate. Thanks for ruining my time off. Go find your real mate.” Walking away from him, he was my mate but he deserved better. Running into the kitchen, my shaking fingers spun my hair up into a bun. Tying an apron around my waist, I set out silver platters. Applying foundation on my face, the red lipstick glided over my lips. Shaking out my nerves, my bloody worn white flats clicked out of the kitchen with a tray of the first appetizers. My breath hitched at the sight of the done up reception hall in the main log cabin of our village, Genovi eyes met mine, confusion twisting his face.

Yvette, born as a princess, always has this sense of Deja Vu about everything. Not until, during the royal ball, a game-like system appeared in all of them and a man in a white suit claimed that he was the game master. Yvette finally remembered everything. 'This world. The world of that game!' Yvette gasped. [First Event: Royal Ball Hunt Main Mission: You must have a card until the end of the event. Sub Mission: Those who have the most number of cards will gain absolute power. Event Failure: ???] 'This is similar to the game I played before!' The Royal Nightmare! *** Copyright: The image on the book cover doesn't belong to me. All right reserved to its rightful owner.

(Also avaiable in ScribbleHub, as well as Royalroad! (Hoping they accept at least) Yvette du Yulois was once called the Lune de Beauté, the pinnacle of high society. She was intelligent, talented in everything from politics to the blade, dashing and dazzling as she shone with a near-peerless beauty, and the only daughter of the prestigious Yulois family. Not only that, but she was betrothed to the Crown Prince as well. In all honesty, what else could she ask for? She, quite literally, had it all. But in all of this magnanimity, lied one feeling. A feeling so deplorable, that she could NEVER possibly share it with others. It was her immense hatred for both the rowdy peasantry and the corrupted aristocracy. Despite this, she tried to do her best to make the two sides see each other eye-to-eye. Her attempts continued on, even at the brink of revolution. But because of her constant appeasements, she was deeply despised by both sides. "This damned incompetent nobility bastard? Can't we just replace him with someone better?" Seen as too libertarian to be liked by the aristocracy ... "Democracy is the purest form of government, for it allows the collective to impart what it needs, Alscarraine needs to be a Republic!" "If democracy is the purest form of government, why are uneducated peasants advocating for it?" And seen too conservative for the revolutionaries ... Eventually, in an unfortunate stroke of fate, she found herself under the revolutionary guillotine left to die as her own fiancé left her for dead. As the blade is dropped, everything fades to silence. Chirp, chirp, chirp... But ... What's with that noise? The chirping of birds? Wait, this soft, fluffy feeling ... A grand mattress? Oh, it would seem that Yvette has awoken in her younger self. "I see, don't I just have to take control of this country myself then?" (Disclaimer: This is NOT supposed to replicate the French Revolution, nor France itself including the language, as it is a fictional fantasy world, as such any complaints about language will be immediately ignored) Discord Server - https://discord.com/invite/tUx689n7Ng

"Urgghhh…" Francis suddenly fell on his knees and vomiting blood. His face turned really pale and he look so weak. I, who had just entered his office, hurriedly took a handkerchief and approached him. "What happened? This is not your first time vomiting blood!" I asked, pretending to panic. I knew the reason why he was in this state, it was because I poisoned him. "Cough… cough…" he coughed as he was vomiting blood. "I'm fine. As you said this is not my first time vomiting blood so I can handle it." He said after he stopped vomiting blood. "But I guess you have to stop pretending." He paused and moved his body closer to me. "Charlize," he whispered right to my ears. He still looked so weak due to the poison but he seemed like already used to it. "I know it is you who make me in this state." ------------- Hi everyone!!!  Thank you for supporting me this far, and sorry for not continuing this work. Somehow I lost my pace and mood regarding this work, so I just can't continue. This story actually ended with Francis and Olivia living happily ever after as the crown prince and princess, with their supporter still working with them. Once again, I'm sorry about this, and thank you for your support. I will be back with a new and fresh story see you

""Do you Peter O'Connor swear that you have now devoted your life to that of the Oi Alloi and will willingly give up yours to protect this beloved society?" "Yes." Igetis handed me the glass. I took it safely into my trembling hands and, holding my breath, drank the distasteful drink in it. It was as if a spirit had taken control of my body. I was lifted into the air, my arms widespread, my head automatically tilted back. There was a bright, eye-blinding light surrounding me. I could hear the voice now. It said my name. And then, it stopped. Oh no. Oh no, no, no! It was true. It couldn't be! But it was. And the voice, as if it had been reading my mind, announced to the impatient audience once more: "Peter O'Connor. Exceptional fighting skills. Sharp hearing. No need to breathe. Element: Fire." Peter O'Connor is not your average teenager. But how different is he really? And is this difference a good or a bad thing? Peter finds himself stuck in a problem he never wanted to be a part of anyways. And the only way out is- well, that's for him to figure...

Lena Caswell accidentally murders her ex-best friend, which ends up putting her in jail for ten months to fifteen years.  Then you have Yvette Mills, who is known for her incredible detective skills and her intelligence but also her innocents. So what happens when every cellmate Lena gets ends up dying, and she is framed for all of it? Will this unusual pair be able to solve the murders and prove Lena’s Innocents before she gets killed on the death row? 

In a modern world where magic and status boards exist, twenty-three-year-old S-Class Archmagus Aria Saciustrum found herself in the morbid situation of joining her country’s own Dungeon Dive expedition. A researcher at heart, Aria didn’t like the idea of slogging away in the dirty depths of the petrifying dungeons that spawned all over the world. However, her scientific mind trumped her own feelings, and she forced herself to join her country’s first S-Class Dungeon Dive. The allure of finding a treasure or a discovery that could shake the foundations of human society was too enticing to just walk away. So… Aria dived deep into the Dungeon, alongside her friend the S-Class Healer Yvette, and yes, her efforts had paid off. The S-Class party did manage to find a groundbreaking discovery. One that would shake the foundations of the world and would haunt the nightmares of everyone living on Planet Earth. Just… It wasn’t what Aria had hoped for... New chapters every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday at GMT+8 0100