Year Of Yes Novels & Stories

Under the dark sky, a burst of colorful fireworks suddenly lit up, making even the dark rooms in the house bright. I looked at the clock and saw that it was past midnight. It was a new year. Watching the fireworks, I felt happier than I ever had before. The fireworks kept going, lighting up the sky as if they were showing us the way for the year ahead. I smiled, went back to my room, and snuggled into my cozy bed.

Aisha's POV The Paris sky that evening was a golden orange, reflecting the shadows of streetlights on the bustling city sidewalk. I sat on the balcony of my apartment, watching the hustle and bustle below while sipping on warm tea. Five years had passed since I left my old life. Five years since I chose to disappear. Along the way, I had found a new self, but the shadows of the past still clouded my mind. I was no longer the weak woman who felt unworthy of love. Now, I was a respected heart surgeon.

“And travel.” “That’s right.” His expression changed—curiosity flickering into something closer to awe. “That’s… amazing. How long have you been doing this?” I leaned back against the frame, crossing my arms. “One year.” He nodded like he was trying to piece it all together. “That’s wild.” “Wild, yeah,” I said, a little smile tugging at my lips. “But that’s a story for another time.” He looked at me like he wasn’t sure if I meant that or if I was just teasing him—like he was trying to solve me.

Aria Vance never wanted a new family. After her mother marries a billionaire businessman Richard Hayes, eighteen-year-old Aria is forced to leave behind the life she knew and move into the enormous Hayes estate. But there is only one problem. Richard already has a son, Jaxon Hayes. And Jaxon immediately hates Aria. To him, Aria and her mother are outsiders who have invaded his home, his family, and potentially his inheritance. He makes Aria’s first year at Crestwood College miserable, constantly reminding her that she doesn't belong. But Aria has one secret, Blake Reed, Crestwood’s golden-boy hockey captain. She's admired him from afar for months but lacks the confidence to approach h

Ava Bennett has spent her entire life living in the shadow of her perfect older sister, Elena. She never imagined that one morning, Elena would disappear—and Ava would be forced to take her place at the altar of the most feared man in the city. Luca De Luca is a ruthless billionaire with a dangerous reputation and a family legacy built on secrets. He was supposed to marry Elena for reasons that have nothing to do with love. But when Ava walks down the aisle wearing Elena’s wedding dress, Luca immediately knows the truth. She is not his intended bride. Yet instead of calling off the wedding, Luca makes Ava an impossible offer: one year of marriage. In exchange, he will erase her family’

Maria’s place seemed like the perfect escape and off he went. Maria lived alone in a fancy condominium she had made her parents get for her right after her 21st birthday. It was the perfect birthday gift as an apartment lf her own meant being away from the prying eyes of her family members. She didn’t like it when people were too in her business.

“How fast do you think those lawyers can get a settlement and everything out of the papers? Maybe we can just wait until then.” “Not soon enough.” The lawyers on both sides were getting paid by the hour, so naturally neither party was inclined to move quickly. Realistically, he knew it would be months before they finished. Even if the lawsuits were settled tomorrow, the press wouldn’t forget it so soon. His publicist had stressed that this was going to last for at least a year. Maybe more. Her big eyes drew her in. Desire still flickered in green depths and her lips were moist with their kiss. He couldn’t wait a year. Someone else would see how beautiful and wonderful she was and would steal

"If not here, where?" He was rummaging around when a pile of discarded paper on the table caught his eye. They were the 'forgiveness cards' I had made, each one stamped with a little red heart. His hands shook as he spread them out across the table. He tried to wipe away the red hearts, but they were stubborn, refusing to fade. Staring down at the 66 cards fanned out before him, Walter was hit by a memory. On our wedding day, he had looked me in the eyes and promised, "Melissa, I won't ever need these! My love for you is eternal!"

She kept walking again and I joined her. “Interesting. She must want you dead for having your way then.” I shook my head with a small smile. “More like have a Thanksgiving for not coming.” she laughed and then lowered her voice. “It’ll hurt her feelings to find out it's overhyped.” “Ah, just how bad?” My stomach did a flip flop causing another goosebump. “Everyone says that first year.” She elbowed me. “True. Not made that many friends.” “Mimi?”

Clementine’s face lightened up instantly, and she sat up straight for the first time since she arrived. “OMG, are you for real?” Spirit nodded quickly and began explaining. “Right now, it’s August, and your file says your eighteenth birthday is in December. If we help you manage your discomfort for just a few months until you turn eighteen and become a legal adult, you can consent to the surgery on your own terms, without your parents ever knowing.” Clementine’s head snapped up, her tight coils shifting as her eyes flared with immediate defiance. “No way. Absolutely not,” Clementine snapped, her voice cracking with disappointment.