Battlefield Bloom Novels & Stories

Katrina’s POV The battlefield was quiet. My own rapid breathing was the only sound I could hear for the first time since the start of the conflict. The land was covered in blood, with the dead of both enemies and friends scattered like shattered dolls. There was a smell of death, fire, and grief in the air. A feeling of disquiet, more than anything else, was in the air.

Yuri, you go first…” “Master… “ He said bowing briskly. “I will take The Golden Team and attack the Golden Shifters. Our aim is simple; we will get hold of the opponent and stab them with an amethyst needle and hand them to the Fire Team…” “Aaron…” “My team will lead the defeated Golden Shifters to the Fire Cube. We have designed special costumes embedded with stevia. I have also prepared brooms of stevia stalks…” I burst out laughing at this. I just couldn’t help myself from visualizing the Golden Shifters being driven by brooms. Alex was trying hard to retain a straight expression too. I knew he had done this deliberately. He could have made anything but a broom…. Master glared at me and s

The floor is covered in bodies laying on top of one another. Dead. Bullets and daggers, swords, all kinds of guns, rifles, and pistols. It's like a bomb just exploded here. The office's walls are destroyed, the lights from the ceiling broke. There are fire somewhere around here since the room is covered in smoke. I held my breath. "Holy shit." "This is-," Scout gave us a minute to let this sink in before he ordered us to start working.

I don’t allow myself to move until I can see the guiding light, her belly full in the sky, her smaller children dotting the sky and I finally release the tension, leaning into the tree, my knees creaking along with it. I fold the light-saver and run out the forest, the trees sparse, and now I’m marching through an open field. The snow is up to my knees, and I struggle harder because I’m in plain sight, another kidnapper could get to me. One does. I see one easily, a knight in black and red marching through the field with ease, sword slung over his back, his red eyes pulsing and locked onto me. This is it. I can’t run in time, I’m not fast enough. The knight grabs me, ready for the kill, and

Aless added. "Alright, you guys will do this, if there is any war that will come up I want every strong warrior to fight off the rogues." Blaze agreed and nodded at Zach who should do a presentation about the rogues that they will have to know their weakness. "I, Zachary Jacobs, the beta will present you the weaknesses of our enemy." Zach said in a stern voice, Blaze choose his best friend to be his beta because he has the qualities to be one even though his cousin wanted so badly to be a beta he decided to be the Zeta which is the generals of their army.

"Lately, everyone at the office seems to be getting married. Last night, I saw Mr. Floyd's Instagram post. He's getting engaged! "It's no surprise that Mr. Floyd and his girlfriend are a perfect match. I heard they're childhood sweethearts. "Back then, I was wondering who could ever melt his heart. He's so stoic! Now, I know better. It could only be his first love!" Suddenly, I found it hard to smile. I checked my phone and realized that Vernon had blocked me on his main and alternate Instagram account. Vernon's main account was for personal use. After he left the apartment last night, he blocked me on Instagram right away.

Freya’s nails, which were cut like daggers, sliced against Cassiopeia's cheek, leaving a visible claw mark. Cassiopeia was bewildered by what Freya was saying. "I don't know what you are talking about. Let me go." "You’re still lying!" Freya gestured at the pale-looking Liam, who was lying on the bed, and teared up. "Liam is only four years old and just had a kidney transplant. How can you be so cruel to him? Aren’t you a mother too?"

Chapter 27: I Trusted Her Before I Knew Her Name The sky hadn’t changed, but Aria had. She stood barefoot in the apartment, staring at the tenth bloom. It had pushed through the cracks in her ceiling like it was meant to be there. Its petals were long, curled, slick with some kind of dew that shimmered when she moved her head. Ten of them now. Ten different blooms. Ten different colors, shapes, textures — none of them natural, none of them replicable. Each of them pulsing, quietly alive.

The zombies began stumbling forward, bodies twitching violently, arms jerking as they broke into uneven sprints toward the armored vehicle tearing across the highway. In the next second, they saw more vehicles. An entire convoy thundered over the horizon like an advancing army. Whump, whump, whump! A helicopter swept overhead, and white powder poured down from above. The moment it settled, the battlefield erupted. Gunfire exploded across the wasteland. Bang, bang, bang! Boom! Boom! As the war machines of the Haylight League rolled out from every base and humanity's counteroffensive officially began, the league's massive signal towers also powered back online.

" Luke was a whirlwind of emotion, spilling out words like a broken dam. Holly, on the other hand, might as well have been a statue. Eventually, she had had enough. She pulled out something that made Luke go silent. It was as if someone hit his mute button. It was a tiny camera. Luke had lost track of it after that day. He figured it was hidden in the bushes, gone for good. He never guessed it would end up in Holly's hands. Luke's face lost all color. Still, he tried to bluff. He spoke with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "W-what's that?" Holly's eyes were piercing as she watched Luke's pathetic show. "Cut the act, Luke. I didn't just find this gadget, I heard your little chit chat with