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A Piece Of Cake

The Deadly Pieces of Us

All she knew was pain. Her past struggles, traumas, and concussions were a permanent part of every stage of her existence. Although not hers, home is supposedly a place of comfort. A mother who is too egotistical, a father who treats his children badly, siblings to look after, and little sense of independence. She had no idea how she was going to make it, but he was there to help her, albeit the weights were constantly harder. He's someone she shouldn't want. One she's to stay away from. One she's to leave alone not only because it's dangerous but because he's older. He's not for her. He's a distraction, a form of temptation but that made her want him to even more. Those who don't hear, will definitely feel but she didn't heed this warning, because the sole thought of "I couldn't possibly go through much more" was singing in her brain. Years have passed, and she's still stuck. Decisions have been made, consequences to actions have been given and now she's on her own with responsibilities to bare. Addiction. Depression. Anxiety. Mental Disorders. Lack of self. Sex. And Total Shortcomings. Her fate, her destiny and her life. This will either be the best struggle she went through, or a good tale to tell in her memory. • Happiness was a factor for him. An overbearing mother. A strict father and a close knitted bond with siblings. Home was a place he looked forward to, and through it all he felt alone. It is said that wealth is the greatest pleasure but it's also the greatest sun. His family was rich, exceeding rich, they were known— too known but he wanted to be different. He wanted to be simple. He didn't want this life but he couldn't complain because as his mother always said, "there's someone else who has it worse than you do." As the years passed, the wealth and flashy lifestyle consumed him. The loss of those dear to him. The endless partying. The parades of women. The domination. High taste for sex. But nothing could quench that endless thirst he had. But then he saw her. She was everything at just the first sight but she was too meaningful to him. She's someone he shouldn't look at. A person he should stay away from but temptation is his favorite flavour. • Two different people.  Two different lives. One epic story.
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Vive La Villainésse: Let Them Eat Cake

(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
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