Battlefield Bloom Novels & Stories

Sandeep Malhotra, and started, “I object to it sir... I don’t think it is a good idea. Lessening the no. of free treatments and the beds in general ward is not at all good. They come to us for treatment and that’s what our job is. It’s totally- “Rudra interrupted me and said, “but the loss is surely not going to lead us anywhere. We need to recover the losses and then the budget is to maintained. This is going to be a great loss to our business- “ Now, that was an end line to me. Surely, he can’t think of people’s life as business. And that’s what I did. I interrupted him and the one thing he hates to core is someone cutting him off while he talks. He only can withstand his mom, sister and g

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.

Kaynon muttered as Ciaran lifted a vital off a shelf. "Well they won't be needing it anymore now will they. I think we may be able to use this to our advantage in the future though." Ciaran said, holding out what he had picked up, 'cherry bomb' with a caption, 'quickly eliminate your foes in a fiery blaze'. "Maybe. We could set up some traps around the perimeter after the females get here with a few of these. We're sure to hear the blast from any one of these." Kaynon said looking back up at the wall as Ciaran replaced the vial of red liquid.

Until a scenario started rolling in front of me. “Marcus!” “Defend the barrier! Stop hiding around, we’re in a battle!” Those were… memories. But whom? All I can see were thick smoke around, a flashing flare hovering over the skies accompanied by thundering explosions and shaking of the ground. Shifted wolves were stationed around and blood was shed all over the muddy land. This is… the battlefield.

“Do you smell it?” My frown deepened. “What nonsense are you blabbering about? Have you lost your mind?” He turned his head away from me, doing that weird sniffing thing. “The whole palace needs to be rid of moonveil blossom.” Moonveil blossom. There was nothing like that planted anywhere on my grounds. “I think you have officially lost it and you better pray to the goddess that I don’t lose my shit.” “Who put this flower here?” He motioned to the discard bouquet. “Whoever put this here is bathed in the moonveil blossom.”

Ethan said. She looked between us. "The plan for zone three," she said, pulling her growth chart from somewhere I hadn't seen her carry it, "is bulbs, things that go in now and come up in autumn. Ms. Park found a list." "Of course she did," I said. "Shade tolerant," Lily said. "Because of the apple tree." "Smart," Ethan said. "It was Ms. Park's word," Lily said. "But yes." Ethan put the middle three waffles on the table, they were good. Right temperature, right colour, the particular result of forty-five minutes of early morning recalibration. I ate mine, he watched me.

The bombs cracked open the soil and tossed men around like ragdolls. A soldier near the base tent fumbled with his phone. “Voice note, send a voice note to the Alpha! Now!” he yelled at one of the errand boys helping them with supplies. The kid, barely fifteen, nodded with shaky hands and hit record. Meanwhile, the officer gritted his teeth and fought his way back, away from the battlefield. Blood could be seen everywhere across his chest, but he didn’t fall, at least not yet. Then the gunfire began to subside. Dead bodies were littered all around the clearing, some were fried, some burnt, and some couldn't even be recognized. The Black Jade warriors had been torn down like dry leaves.

POV: Mira The battlefield was quiet, but its silence felt anything but peaceful—more like the forest itself was holding its breath. Smoke drifted through the clearing, stinging my eyes as I took in the destruction: churned-up soil, scattered weaponry, and the unmoving shapes of those who hadn’t survived.

“Back in the Olympic days? Or WWE?” “No,” Minnie said, keeping her tone neutral. “But I saw the coverage. You were… everywhere.” “I was,” he said, not bragging—just stating a fact. “Feels like a lifetime ago.” “And now you’re building firewalls and global security solutions.” He laughed. “Yeah. Not quite as flashy, but still a fight.” She nodded. “You pivoted well.” He tilted his head slightly. “You know a lot about me.” “You’re kind of hard to avoid. Press loves a redemption arc.”